Falling for my billionaire ex-wife.

a's

I threw a glance across the room I was i

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

g to hold my hands. " Are you fi

who approached me while I tried to ge

owed while I calle

loser; I reclined against the wall, a pillow p

relax." I squeezed my eyes shut, trying so hard no

ed to think about what exactly I had done so

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

rough as she squeezed my hands, a sign of solid

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

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

ead swirling with hurt while I tried n

I had come to love; their love was a story that I didn't want to go through, on

Richard killed the engine i

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

nstructed that I come to her whenever anything went w

sed into the elevator, teeth cla

the building, came into view; my feet halted at the lewd sound

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 the

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

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

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

ed my head, and when seconds spun into minutes and minu

e the same thing: he was going to tell me to my fa

with every inch it sped away. The realization that what

ll at the cab man who drove away,

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

ile I screamed out in pain until I felt numb, my hands shook as I glided over my ph

s squeezed around the phone, my hands wrapped protectiv

compound, the noise drumming in my ear, I pushed

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

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