Too Late To Love Me, Mr Billionaire のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 41 - チャプター 50

Vanessa Pov When she returned to the table, Adrian was on his phone. She sat down. “Everything okay?” “Fine.” But he didn’t look fine. He looked tense. Vanessa picked up her fork and kept eating. Dessert came. Chocolate cake. She took a bite and offered him some. He tried it but barely seemed to notice. His phone buzzed. He ignored it. It buzzed again. Vanessa glanced at it. “Do you need to get that?” “No.” Another buzz. She raised an eyebrow. “Someone really wants to talk to you.” He picked up his phone. Vanessa watched his face change. His jaw tightened. His eyes narrowed. His hands gripped the phone harder. Something was wrong. “Adrian?” She reached across the table. “What’s wrong?” He didn’t answer. Just kept staring at his phone. “Adrian, talk to me.” “Kira just terminated our contract.” Vanessa blinked. “What contract?” “All of them. Every single one. Westbrook Industries supplies furniture to Ashford hotels. Not anymore.” Vanessa’s stomach dropped. “Sh

VANESSA POV Vanessa sat on her bed, phone pressed to her ear, laughing. “I’m telling you, Jenna, it was insane. He’s huge. Like, I wasn’t ready for that.” Jenna screamed on the other end. “Stop! I need details. How many rounds?” “Just one. But it was intense. The couch. Then the kitchen counter. He had me bent over and everything.” This dude fucked me so hard. “Girl, you’re living my fantasy right now.” Vanessa smiled and leaned back against her pillows. “I just wish he’d stayed tonight. We could’ve done it again.” “He didn’t stay?” “No. He dropped me off and left. But honestly? I think he’ll come back. He needs me. I can feel it.” “You sound confident.” “I am confident. Kira’s gone. He’s falling apart. And I’m the only one here picking up the pieces.” “Just be careful. Men like Adrian don’t settle down easy.”

KIRA POVKira ended the call and stood outside the restaurant space for a moment.Adrian was at the hotel. Demanding to see her.She could go straight there. Deal with whatever tantrum he was throwing. Get it over with.But she wasn’t going to do that.She walked back to her Maybach and got in.Marcus appeared at the passenger window. “You sure you don’t want backup?”“I’m sure.”“Kira…..”“Stop Marcus, I can handle Adrian. I’m not a child, I’ve been handling him for years.”Marcus didn’t look convinced, but he stepped back.Kira started the engine and pulled away from the enterance.She didn’t head toward the hotel. Instead, she turned in the opposite direction.Toward home.Whatever Adrian had to say could wait. She wasn’t showing up in the jeans and sweater she’d been wearing since this morning. She wasn’t going to face him looking tired and unprepare

ADRIAN POVAdrian was still standing.He hadn’t moved since Kira walked in. His lips were parted slightly. Like he’d forgotten how to close his mouth.She was beautiful.Wait. Her thighs? When did Kira thighs get thick like that? Smooth. The dress barely covered them.And her chest. Her boobs looked bigger. Fuller. Were they always like that? They were glowing. She’d oiled them. She definitely oiled them.Kira looked beautiful. More than beautiful. She was sexy.Adrian tried to remember the last time they’d had sex.Five years ago. Maybe longer. When the twins were barely four. He’d come home late from a business trip. She was in bed already and he’d woken her up. It was quick, nothing serious. Easily forgettable.How had he not noticed her body when she was living in his house?If she’d looked like this then, they would’ve had sex four times a day. Minimum.He’d give anything to touch her right now. To put his hands on her waist. Pull her close. Feel her skin.“Mr. Westbrook, are you

ADRIAN POVAdrian sat in his office, staring at the divorce papers on his desk.Two months.He’d been stalling for two months.His lawyer had called three times this week alone. “Mr. Westbrook, we need to finalize this. Mrs. Ashford’s legal team is getting impatient.”Adrian had made excuses every time. Busy schedule. Important meetings. Travel plans.All lies.The truth was simpler. He didn’t want to sign.Signing meant it was over. Really over and there was no going back.But it was already over, wasn’t it?Kira had made that clear two months ago when she’d walked out of her office without looking back. When she’d dismissed him like he was nothing.Adrian picked up the papers and flipped through them.Joint custody. Primary residence with Kira. Visitation rights for him. No alimony. Clean split of assets.It was fair. Reasonable. Everything his lawyer said he should