Falling for my billionaire ex-wife.

a's

hrew a quick glance across the room I was i

in my throat at the memories from earlier, and I sniffed in, pushing myself up the b

to hold my hands. " Are you fin

who approached, while I tried to get

owed while I calle

ser, I reclined against the wall, a pillow p

o relax" I squeezed my eyes shut, trying so hard n

o think about what exactly I had done so wron

d their decision to have me married to someone else who wasn't him, bu

ough as she squeezed my hands, a sign of solida

g if this was how she had felt wh

way and.... I swallowed when the doct

tion, it is warranted, but it would be best if yo

myself up, standing upright

you are in your early trimester, and it would be best if

he led me out of the ward. Silence hung ov

ar tightly, I sat down quietly

but I am going to talk to Ryan. I will scold him and make s

le, one that didn't leave my

for a reason and that is because I could attend to this alone.

hey both shared glances that told me whatever a

you should go home, and we

there." I

ad swirling with hurt while I tried no

ad come to love, their love was a story that I didn't want to go through, one that h

en Richard killed the engine

ed in my views when he needed it, and even when he hadn't asked, had as

structed that I come to her whenever anything went wr

sed into the elevator, teeth cla

the building came into view, my feet halted at the lewd sounds

panied by a sneer, while I

.fuck me, Ryan.

hen something whetted it as cr

uldn't be the one in, it might be someone else, who bore th

se, peering in when my eyes caught with Ryan's who ha

ered back, with a hand clasped over my mouth, my feet glided across the flo

had called him a snitch from the onset, but he had retaliated, what we had was something

cross to me and explain why exactly he was asking for a divorce, why the divo

ed my head and when seconds spun into minutes and minut

to be the same thing, he was going to tell me to my

with every inch it sped away. The realization that what

ll at the cab man who drove away,

s laid on the shelves, I drew it out, running my signatur

hile I screamed out in pain until I felt numb, my hands shook as I glided over my p

squeezed around the phone, my hands wrapped protective

compound, the noise drumming in my ear, I pushed

to him was a mistake and I want him to pay for hurting me

ad been my home for five years, and when I walked up the air stairs, I stared a