All Chapters of I don’t want him back: Divorcing the Billionaire: Chapter 31 - Chapter 39

Veronica's POV. I laid there longer than necessary, staring at the ceiling after Four's footsteps faded down the hall.‘Friendship.’If we were even that…the word settled in my chest like a final verdict between both of us.I stopped myself from crying. Not right away anyway, I let the ache sit, heavy and undeniable, until I couldn't pretend it was just myself being sensitive from the pregnancy. I had been doing that a little too often, the excuse was getting old.“He doesn't see you that way,” I swung my legs off the bed and stood, smoothing my sweater like it could smooth me out too.“Face it.” I told myself, “You like him much more than he likes you and you know how dangerous that is. Look where it got you the first time.”The truth was that there was no cruelty there, no villain and certainly no hatred. It was just a matter of imbalance between me, the girl who had always been a lover and him– Mr Four.By the time I stepped back into the kitchen, I had practised my smile twice i

Veronica's POV. Day 2 of not giving a fuck even though I wanted to give many fucks…“I'll be going to the hospital today,” I told Four on my way to grab milk from the fridge.He didn't flinch. Barely even looked at me the second time.“Okay.”Okay?I took his comment like it was a shot to my chest, the fridge did not feel so cold when I dipped my hand inside, I grabbed the milk and poured the amount I needed before I slipped it back inside.“You're having cereal?”“Yes?” I raised a questioning brow. “Shouldn't I have cereal?”“Well, I heard the nurse say something about how fattening it can be when you become addicted to it. Weight gain is cool by me, I'm just saying.”My forehead wrinkled. I wasn't sure if he was genuinely concerned or trying to have a conversation with me since last night.“Thanks, I'll keep that in mind when next I'm taking cereal, I'm just running late right now and I need to eat.”“Alright.”I sat by the dining table eagerly, taking my phone out of its place. Wh

Veronica’s POV My stomach, with each passing day, grew like a child too well fed, the doctor said it was a sign of a healthy bump but my irk for an oversized belly didn't leave me.I loved my size from the front view but from the side, I looked like an overly grown baby seal.Ridiculous….Even Four laughed once when I stood in front of him holding my baby bump.“How many months is it now?” he asked.I shrugged casually. “Could be three or four. I'm not so sure.”I lied.It should have been four months and three weeks if I wasn't mistaken. I just did not want to share. Somehow, sharing meant I had to tell Four just how long I had been in his house.“It's wonderful that you're fine.”“Thanks.”“You're welcome.”“Yeah,” I said before I turned away.With the time we spent together, I thought we would at least be nicer to each other.Four was not as expressive as I thought he would be. In fact, he grew colder.By the end of our conversation, he grabbed some water and started down the ha

Jason Harper. Rhea was downstairs, nagging.“Every single time I think you're about to do something I like, you end up ruining it with something stupid, Jason! I thought you said you liked me, how could you like me if you keep acting this way?! How could you— tell me!”And when I did not respond as fast as she wanted me to, she yelled my name from the sitting room downstairs.Her voice echoed like a thunderous rage-filled hoarse rumble.I pressed my eyes shut tightly, praying for relief of some sort. My mind wandered to Veronica. How sweet and gentle she would have been when I did not do something she wanted.How kind her words were.How soft she stroked my beard when she wanted something done and how she always smiled when I did not do what she said.“Jason. My love..” she always started. “Please, baby, how about the thing I asked you to help me handle? Did you do it?”I’d shake my head and she would still smile at me.“Alright then, please help me handle it next time you're out.”N