His Ex Is Now A Billionaire's Wife のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 1 - チャプター 10

Ronan walked out on me, leaving me standing in the room like an idiot. Wow, I should have seen this sooner. My chest hurt like hell, but I forced a laugh anyway. It was the only thing I could do right now. I was in the middle of changing my clothes when I heard someone screaming my name. A frantic knock came on my door. “Lyra!” I froze. The door burst open and one of the maids rushed in, Maria, her face pale. “Miss Lyra, please… Madam is having another episode!”Oh shit! I shoved everything aside as I started moving. I didn’t even bother to zip my top and rushed out of the room. Because no matter what happened between the both of us… his mother needed me and that was the fucked up part. I still cared. Margaret, Ronan’s mother had taken care of me like her own daughter. I felt like I owed her a lot and there was nothing I could do to pay it back. She was gasping when I got there, her weak body trembling against the bed as she clutched her chest. “Mrs. Cole,” I said quickly, mo

Ring. Ring. Ring.I groaned, dragging the pillow over my head. I waited for the phone to stop ringing but it didn’t. I blindly reached for it and then I saw the name. Maya. “What the hell?” I muttered, sitting up immediately. Maya was calling me?My chest tightened, something must be wrong, like very wrong. I picked it anyway. “Hello?”“Where are you?”I winced, pulling the phone from my ear. “Wow. Good morning to you too.”“Don’t play with me, Lyra,” Maya snapped. “What happened between you and Ronan?”I froze. She hated talking about Ronan. Did everyone know about the fact that I left his house? And even if she heard about it, Maya wouldn’t just call me because of that. “I don’t under…”“What did he do?” she asked again. “Okay I don’t understand. You hated the both of us together and now, you are calling… Why are you even asking me that?”There was a pause. “You seriously don’t know?”“Know what?” I said, my voice rising. “Maya, it’s too early for riddles. Say what you want

I didn’t think Victor actually meant what he said. That he would help me get back at his friend. It didn’t make sense.I rolled out of bed and dragged myself to the bathroom, brushing my teeth like a zombie before crawling back under the sheets. My phone was in my hand before I even realized it.I was hoping. Still hoping.Maybe an apology… a message… anything from Ronan.Nothing.“Fuck you, Ronan.” The words tasted bitter in my mouth. The ache in my chest only grew heavier as I stood and reached for the bottle of alcohol I had hidden away.Thank God Victor wasn’t here to lecture me about wasting my life when it was the only thing numbing the pain right now.I took a long gulp.Then another.Scrolling through the internet was a mistake. Everywhere I looked, their engagement was trending. Headlines calling it the most romantic proposal Miami had ever seen.Romantic.The audacity of that jerk measuring my finger like that… God. That was the part that hurt the most.My phone rang just as

The entire drive was silent.Daniel stayed focused on his phone and didn’t bother me. I stayed inside my head, replaying everything. Planning… Plotting.Ronan was going to regret this. I would make sure of it.The car finally stopped. Daniel turned to me again. “Are you okay?”“I’m good.” I nodded.He smiled, and that was my cue to step out.I walked straight inside and found Victor already on his feet in the living room.“How fast can we announce the engagement?” I asked immediately. I needed it fast. I needed Ronan to start regretting everything now.“Why the fuck did you leave the house?” The question hit me off guard. I noticed the deep frown on his forehead. “Do you know how worried I was? I thought he kidnapped you.”“What? Why would you think that? Ronan?”“I’m not saying don’t leave,” he said, voice calmer now. “Just let me know next time.”I had so much to say. I barely knew this man. He wasn’t my keeper. I didn’t owe him explanations.But I was living under his roof. I didn’

Victor left me to get ready. I didn’t think too much about the ring. Even though everything suddenly felt so real, I knew deep down this marriage wasn’t. Victor was just helping me out of kindness.He had sent a stylist to do my makeup and help me dress. She brought several gowns for me to choose from. At first, I refused. I didn’t even know how I was going to pay rent, the last thing I wanted was to add more to the debt I already felt I owed him.But he insisted it was necessary. If Ronan was going to believe this marriage, Victor had to spend on me. That made sense… so I agreed.Two hours later, the stylist left, and I was finally ready.The gown was light blue satin with a long slit that brushed my toes. Paired with grey heels, soft makeup, and my hair swept to one side, I barely recognized myself. I looked polished. Elegant. Like someone who belonged in Victor’s world.Like Elara.When I walked downstairs, Victor stared a little longer than expected.“I’m sorry,” he said quickly,