All Chapters of My Ex-Husband’s Billionaire Boss Wants Me.: Chapter 71 - Chapter 78

Gemma.“I don’t understand,” I said, staring at my phone. “I’ve been calling Gigi and Julian all morning, and neither of them is picking up or answering my texts. That’s completely unlike them. Ever since they found out I was sick, they’ve been checking on me every hour.”Katia looked up from folding a blanket and gave me a calm smile. “Try not to panic, Gemma. They’re probably caught up in a long meeting or dealing with something urgent at work.”I crossed my arms. “At work? They act like I’m made of glass. They won’t let me do anything. They won’t even let me walk across the room by myself. I’m practically under twenty-four-hour supervision here, taking all my medication on schedule like I’m supposed to.”The thought of why I had to be so careful made me uneasy. The doctor had been brutally honest with us. I had a fifty-fifty chance of surviving this. Julian had panicked immediately and wanted to put me on a private jet to India that same day for treatment. But the doctor stopped hi

GemmaIt had been a week since my birthday, and I was finally getting back into my usual routine. I still had to take my medication and be careful not to overdo things, but I was determined to return to classes.“I will be late for class.”“Are you sure you’re fit for it? The doctor said…”“Come on, it’s been a week since my birthday. Besides, I’m not going to stress myself out. I promised.”I held my phone between my ear and shoulder as I got dressed while Katia moved around the kitchen, preparing breakfast.Julian sighed on the other end of the call, and I could already imagine the look on his face.“You always say you won’t stress yourself, and then you forget the promise the moment you get busy.”“I won’t.”“You’re pushing it,” Julian muttered. I could hear the background noise of doors sliding. “If I didn’t have this board meeting tying me down this morning, I’d be right there to check you myself.”I couldn’t help the small smile on my lips, even as I rolled my eyes. “I’m thirty-

Gigi.The sun was barely up when I pulled up outside Chloe’s apartment. My contact did his job. I paid him to find out where she lived and get her schedule, and by midnight, he had sent me everything I needed, including her address, the gate code, and her usual routine.The gate opened after I entered the code, and I walked into the building. The concierge tried to stop me and asked who I was there to see, but after a short conversation, he eventually let me through. I wasn’t interested in making a scene.Floor twelve. Apartment 1204.I walked straight to her door and pressed the doorbell.A few seconds later, I heard footsteps from inside, followed by the sound of the lock being opened. The door opened slightly, held by the security chain, and Chloe appeared behind it with her hair tied in a bun and a silk robe wrapped around her. She looked tired, but the moment she saw me, the sleep disappeared from her face.“What do you…”I didn’t let her finish. I grabbed the edge of the door an

GemmaI barely remembered leaving the restaurant.One moment, I was sitting at the table with Sam and Richard, looking at the papers I had almost signed. Next, Julian was beside me, his hand around my wrist as he pulled me away from the table.Neither of us said much on the way to his house.I sat in the passenger seat with my hands resting in my lap, watching the buildings outside the window pass one after another. My mind kept going back to the same moment, no matter how hard I tried to push it away.I’m dying, Sam.I told him so because I wanted him to understand.Instead, I saw pity in his eyes.Richard used those words against me, telling Sam that my illness was more reason for me to leave everything to him.And Sam nodded. That was the part I couldn’t get past.The car stopped in front of Julian’s house, but I remained in my seat. Julian turned off the engine and looked at me.“Gemma.”I didn’t respond.He reached for my hand. “Come inside.”I finally opened the door and stepped