My Billionaire Ex-Husband Wants Me Back

YEARS

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f her belongings, but something from within had restra

woke a mixture of misery, despondency, a

of inestimable value but I had been so indifferent abou

xual needs on the third anniversary of our marriage

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wealth, literally everything the average man wanted y

been so cruel to a pu

en to divorce

an form because there was no other explanation as to how and

ressing the dress against my nose to inhale lungful

I had no idea ho

ng husband to a beast with

t of it because I could have told her that I

er that I had the m

for a meetup when I learned th

ainst showing up at my off

ade every day a livi

e for her yet all my e

year, when my assistant, Marco, had inform

my private investigators, I boarde

rport that day and Marco called to tell

that no matter how much wealth I had, I would ne

y voice drifted into my ear

e gown into the closet

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astard!" Laura yelled agai

want to speak to you," I heard the dis

give a fuck, you ol

ity been so dense that

ake sure that she never

ing my phone from the bed and plac

first ring. "Good day,

uys for your jobs o

at we deserve," The person repl

tate? Why the hell is she shouting in my mansion? Do you want me to f

'm so sorry about that. I'll see t

off my phone," I sn

ked away by security and tranquili

mber the day Cathe

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I spat, as the memories fro

Catherine the divorce agreement and had

ded to the study

les memo, a voice urged me to g

ng sex, even though that

th her had be

ded not to like it and h

nch and a useless liability

er yet she had the audacity to te

" I muttered. "Go to my place and

, sir." Marco b

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seen it?

onded. "But I saw s

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t sig

ed. “Ma’am Catherine

t waste time in signing

inscribe her signature on it beca

I retorted. "Just come h

hat, I cut

ver, Catherine had d

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he paperwork when I g

d at the fact that I was now di

weeks turned into months, the elation

y of our wedding that I realize

se I was too fixated on finding Catherine, that I didn't realize I was

ng from hospitals to airpo

erine had disappe

on finding her and I didn't care how

ered to me wa

middle-aged lady called Patricia, a

," I said. "Make wha

t believe that I wanted ou

unannounced at my workplac

r I barred her from my company, and started coming

es and different sorts of bul

ing a long time to process, so I had

rine," I whispered to myself m