Semua Bab Mr. Morrison, Your Ex-Wife Is a Billionaire Heiress: Bab 1 - Bab 6

The word hit her like a slap across the face. She thought about every single time he had said I love you against her hair in the dark before they fell asleep, and how completely and utterly she had believed him.All of it had just been part of a contract."You knew about Natalie from the start," he continued, his voice rising now and filling the room. "I told you everything about her, how much she meant to me and how much I cherished her, and now she is finally back. You want me to push her away because of you? Because of something that was going to end anyway?"Bella was quiet for a long moment, and then she lifted her chin and looked at him steadily. "I don't care about Natalie," she said, and her voice came out calmer and steadier than she felt, which surprised even her.Jason blinked. He had clearly been expecting tears, or pleading, or both, and the absence of either seemed to catch him off guard.Before he could respond, his phone beeped and he pulled it out, the moment he read

There was anger on Jason's face when he looked at her across the desk, and beneath the anger was something that looked almost like disbelief, because she had come in here dressed beautifully this morning with her chin lifted and her eyes clear and he had clearly not expected that. He had not expected her to bring up the divorce so easily, and the fact that she had rattled something loose in him that he was doing his best to hide.He stared at the papers and then threw them onto the desk with more force than necessary, and the sharp crack of them hitting the wood made Bella flinch just slightly before she smoothed her expression back into something neutral. "Where do you plan on going after this?” His voice was cold.Bella said nothing. She clicked the pen open and signed the first page."Bella." His voice sharpened. "I asked you a question."She signed the second page. Then the third.When she finished, she pushed the papers across the desk and raised her eyes to meet his.Jason rec

Bella’s POV“Transfer or cash?” The landlord’s voice was impatient, like he had better places to be that’ll give him even more money than the one I was offering him. Well… I couldn’t care less. As long as I was getting a roof over my head, I was perfectly fine. I adjusted the strap of my small bag on my shoulder, standing in the narrow corridor of my new apartment building. The paint on the walls peeled slightly near the ceiling, and someone’s TV was too loud two doors down. The place was going to need a few touch ups of course, but it wasn’t something I couldn’t handle. “Transfer,” I said quietly. The man didn’t even look up from his phone. “Alright then, pay up so I can leave. I’ve got some place else to be.” He said, confirming my thoughts. I nodded once, even though I knew he wasn’t looking up at me. I then pulled out my phone. My fingers hovered for half a second before I tapped the confirm button. I’d been preparing for this day for a while now, and thank the lord I’d be