All Chapters of Divorcing The Billionaire On Valentine's Day: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

ADELINEMy head hurt. I rubbed my temples, but just like the uncontrollable thoughts in my head, it didn’t go away. As if I wasn’t going through enough already, my phone vibrated on the nightstand, the shrill sound of my ringtone was like the final nail in the coffin that was my skull.I groaned and snatched the device from the nightstand. Anger shot through my being the moment I saw the caller ID. Aunt Dahlia. Again! When exactly would she give up. You call a person once, twice, more freaking times than one could count, and they don’t answer still, that’s a sign they don’t want to speak to you and you should give up, dang it!She wanted to talk? Fine, time to freaking talk. “Hello?! Ad.” The surprise in her voice was no shock, but she was about to be fed a buttload of surprises. The Adeline she knew died after twelve months of non-stop calling, making over a mile trek to her house to meet silence. She could go back to whatever hole she crawled out from for all I care.“Yes? How may I

ADELINEI sighed, exhausted as hell. In the end, he won. I wouldn’t say I was surprised, he had to be excellent at getting his way if he was able to get the company to where it was, but still I was a little pained and very worried. Yes, I was worried a little about Johnny, leaving him with the Archers felt like dropping him in a den of snakes, but I was more worried for myself. I was going to be alone with him. Fine, his assistant was going to be there, but it wouldn’t stop that look that made it feel like he was undressing me with his eyes, made my body a traitor no matter the number of times I screamed that he was the enemy.I managed to get the only bag I would be carrying shut and just sat on it to catch my breath. I couldn’t believe I actually did it, made two weeks worth of food in two days, because let’s be real, the moment Lila got access to that freezer, the meal would be feeding two mouths, not just Johnny’s. I mean why order takeout when all you had to do was microwave two

ADELINEHe wasn’t listening to me. No, I wasn’t in his head but the look on his face, the shadows clouding his eyes, they screamed he couldn't hear a single word. “Are you really such a clod that you ignore a lady’s pain so?” He had the audacity to look surprised at the question or was he just surprised I was there because he was finally listening? Whatever it was, I didn’t care, what I cared about was an explanation, it wasn’t the biggest deal, I could have easily swept it under the rug, but the least I deserved was a freaking explanation.Red hot fury flowed through my veins as long dark lashes, too long for a freaking man, fluttered in a lazy stare.“What are you yapping about this time?” he grouched like I was the itch in his back he couldn’t reach no matter how hard he tried. He took a drag from his cigar like he was in no rush and had all the time in the world. Like I wasn’t standing before him waiting for a response. That was it.Before I could chicken out or consider why it wa

ADELINEI paced across the living area, my steps swallowed by the lush carpet that spread from the entrance to the main room where Grayson slept. Why did he even want me on the trip in the first place? We’d been in the same hotel for two days and the entire time, the only people I had come in contact with were Alicia and room service. Yes, I hadn’t seen Grayson the entire time. If I didn’t know better, I would have assumed he was avoiding me, but then again, did I know better? Because it sure as hell felt like he was. He left before I even thought about waking up and came back in way past midnight.Just when I thought we were moving somewhere, getting some form of understanding, he reminded me he was still the same stone cold business man who acquired businesses faster than he changed clothes, regardless of the collateral damage.Okay, that was enough worrying about a man that probably even forgotten I existed to begin with. I shoved on a pair of sweatpants and a free tank top. I had

ADELINE"What are you doing here?" I cleared my throat, my voice came out breathless even to my ears. It wasn't exactly the message I was going for. I was confident and unaffected by him. "Do you need something, Mr Archer?" I tried again.That tortured look dominated his eyes till it was a cloud of mist and smoke, ready to take me with it. He didn't respond for a long minute and I almost thought he didn't hear me the first time.His eyes traveled from the strands of hair stubbornly glueing to my face, down the exposed skin of my neck, collarbone and upper part of my breasts. If I thought he was dangerous before, I underestimated him. The look he gave me as his eyes skittered down my arm, leaving peppered goosebumps in their wake, it was devastating. The type that made you want to curl up in a ball and never return to normal until you were called upon, willing to do whatever he asked you to. It sent a shiver straight down my spine."Get dressed," I knew he was the one speaking, his lip