All Chapters of I don’t want him back: Divorcing the Billionaire: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

I don’t know how long I lay there sobbing last night, even long after Jason had left the room and I heard his car driving off into the night. I had thought last night—with the dinner and all that he was starting to see reason and know not even knowing that he was cheating on meCheating on meI choked down a sob as I applied mascara to my face to cover all the bruises that Jason had inflicted with his whole hands, while I was disappointed I still couldn’t help but feel like this was my fault—why could I not give him children? Was it that hard? I couldn’t even call my parents and tell them what was going on because they are going to do anything to keep me married to Jason. After all, his family paid mine in millions who the hell was going to stop wanting to be benefiting like that. Well that left me with one person I could trust…….Rhea.Rhea was my best friend back in grade 4, and we have been best buddies ever since. We were practically inseparable, even now—she was the one I trusted

The bar was dark or maybe it was just my eyes being puffy from crying. I had to make sure Roberts didn’t follow me because he had insisted that the bar was too rough and dangerous for someone of my status—I knew he meant to say personality.Well I didn’t care anymore.If my husband and best friend could join forces and betray me, why should I care? I sauntered over to the bartender and flashed a smile.“Vodka please” I said and he stared at me, tilting his head to the side.“You alright miss?” He said in a British accent and I rolled my eyes.“Give me the damn drink” I snapped, and he nodded and pulled out a glass and vodka bottle. I grabbed the bottle and the glass.“I’ll pay for the bottle, be ready to give me more if I ask” I said and he stared at me in surprise. I guess it wasn’t everyday he got a female customer in an expensive dress demanding for a drink like a sailor.Not that I care……at least not now.I headed over to a dark corner and settled down. A lot of interested eyes fo

Veronica’s POV My jaw dropped so loud, lining my lips together felt almost impossible.“I'm pregnant?” I stood staring at the pregnancy test kit for more than five minutes.“Wait… Am I really pregnant? Ho—”I caught sight of my reflection in the bathroom mirror. My face was swollen red, my eyes watered and my nostrils looked like… Pipelines?“I'm really pregnant.” My hands went to my underbelly, and I could feel the warmth already spreading to my palms.This was… this was a miracle!“Oh my goodness!” I gasped when the news had settled in me. After so long, I was finally going to have a child.A knock outside the door distracted me. “Are you alright, in there?” Four’s voice rumbled through the walls, “Do you need some help?”“No!” I blurted out quickly. “Don't come in either.”“Alright.”I grabbed the side of my dress and adjusted it, my panties and underwear were next.A sleek push-up and I was back to being decent. I grabbed my hair in a loose messy bun, a quick check on my face m

Veronica's POV. If sobbing had an Olympic season I should have won.Or maybe the worst face of the century.Or something better. How about, ‘Give it up for the woman whose husband dumped her for her bestfriend and she still bought him flowers?”‘Oh goodness!’ I gasped for breath with more tears stringing down my eyes.How could he?!How could Jason do that?!After everything….I sobbed so much, my eyes started to burn, my tear ducts dried and my head ached.‘Goddamit!” I cursed many times, still didn't take away the fact that I’d been dumped for my best friend.The tissue roll emptied after my tenth drag. If I continued this way, I was sure I'd lose a lot more than my marriage.I wiped my eyes with the back of my palm when my phone jarred to life.I leaned over the counter to check and noticed my accountant was calling.“Mrs Veronica Harper..”“Yes?” I sniffled. “This is she. What's happening? You're calling this late, did something happen to my account?”“I'm sorry if I'm disturbing

Veronica's POV.“Hi. Four. I need your help.”I heard him clear his throat. Four.The name didn't sound so weird anymore. “Four, are you there?”“Wh—who, I'm sorry but who exactly am I talking to?”“It's me! It's me, Veronica! The girl from the bar. I brought you home! Oh my goodness, don't be like this, I need you right now. I really need your help, please don't act like a stranger.”“Oh…” his voice cleared with recognition. “I remember you. Vee. The girl who kept saying Jason in her dreams.”I wish I hadn't said that in front of him.Weird way to be remembered by a one-night fling, isn't it?“Yeah. Yeah. Yeah, you can say that, I don't care, now is not the time.”“Oh.” He slurred, “When then?”“When I'm safe.”“Safe from what?”“From….’ the knock on the door came again, the paparazzi was getting aggressive, I whimpered loudly. “Some men are at my door and they're trying to get in.”“Men? What men?”“They… My husband… I can't … don't… just…” she sighed. “Please, could you just come?