Semua Bab THE BILLIONAIRE'S BIGGEST REGRET: Losing His Plus-size Ex: Bab 41 - Bab 50

Chapter 42The car was a black saloon with tinted windows and a driver who didn't attempt conversation, which Riley was grateful for because she had nothing left to say to anyone. She sat in the back with her hands folded in her lap and her spine straight and watched the city move past the window, the evening light catching the glass faces of buildings as they drove deeper into the district where everything was taller and quieter and more expensive looking than anywhere else in the city.She thought about Iris's face when she had walked out of the bathroom. That wide, open wonder, completely unguarded, the way her crayons had simply fallen from her fingers because she forgot to hold them. You look like the pictures in the big golden books. Riley pressed her lips together and looked at her own reflection in the dark glass of the window. The woman looking back at her didn't look like someone who had been sleeping on a hospital sofa for weeks. She looked like someone who had decided s

Chapter 44The giant digital screens behind the stage stayed completely dark for a long, quiet second. Then, with a slight rumble, they suddenly lit up.It was the commercial Riley had shot in the fake hospital room.Down by the hall, Frederick was swirling the drink in his glass when the sudden light from the screen caught his eye. He looked up carelessly, expecting a boring company video. The moment the camera focused on the woman on the screen—walking elegantly to a girl child on a bed– he completely froze.His entire body went stiff. The liquid sloshed right over the edge of his glass, spilling onto his hand, but he didn't even notice the cold drink on his skin. His mind was spinning in total shock. He simply could not believe that this beautiful, breathtaking woman on the screen was the exact same ex-wife he had thrown out into the rain like piece of trash.Beside him, his sister, Beatrice, let out a sharp, terrified gasp. She slapped her hand over her mouth, her eyes going co

Chapter 46The footage played on the screens, the camera angle was from inside the hall itself.In clear, sharp detail, the recording showed Erica Wesley standing by the bar, looking around before she grabbed a glass of dark red wine. The camera tracked her as she walked through the crowd, showing exactly how she waited until Riley’s back was turned before deliberately throwing her body forward to dump the liquid. Then, the video captured Riley’s fast reflexes...the easy step to the side that left Erica throwing herself completely off balance. The clip ended with Erica crashing heavily onto the hard floor, splashing the wine all over her own dress, right before she started her dramatic speech about "not letting a man come between us."The entire ballroom went completely dead silent. Every single person's mouth was left open as they stared at the screen.The murmurs started almost instantly, spreading fast through the crowd."She did it to herself," a rich investor whispered loudly,

Chapter 48Ashton’s gray eyes went completely dark with anger as he stared at the woman standing in his doorway. He immediately stepped in front of Riley, using his tall frame to shield her completely from the woman's mean glare."What are you doing here, Hailey?" Ashton asked, his voice freezing cold.Hailey just smiled, a slow, nasty expression that did not reach her eyes at all. She walked further into the office, her high heels clicking loudly. She acted like she owned the place, casually looking around before fixing her eyes back on them."What sort of question is that, Ashton?" Hailey asked, her voice full of fake innocence. "Don't I have every right to be here? I'm your wife."Riley felt like she had been hit by a truck. Her mouth opened in absolute shock, and her chest felt completely hollow. She stood frozen to the spot, staring at the back of Ashton's head and then at the proud woman standing across from them.Wife.The word repeated in her head like a bad dream. A sudden,

Chapter 50Her knees buckled.The pavement seemed to tilt beneath her heels, the streetlamp above blurring into a smear of sickly yellow light. She pressed a hand flat against her stomach, as though she could physically hold herself upright, keep her body from folding in on itself right there in the empty car park.The same day.He had left her standing at that altar and walked into a magistrate's office within hours, signing his name beside another woman's while she was still in her white lace, still trying to understand what had happened to her life. She hadn't even had parents there to catch her when it fell apart. Her mother and father had been gone not long ago, and she'd walked into that church already practised at holding herself together with nobody's arms but his own. There had been no mother smoothing her veil, no father waiting to walk her down anything. Just Aunt Josephine two glasses deep in champagne, and a bridesmaid named Nadia who kept checking her phone.So when t