Divorcing the Billionaire: Too Late to Beg

ed all over. Alexander Brooks' large ha

eyes, fingers clutching th

mb to the end," Alexander sneered, movements becom

whimpered, eyes b

everything she'd hoped for. How

l too well-his heart

he couldn't

aking soup to help his health. She studied reci

this h

tinctively clung to the man she had loved

way in disgust. "Get o

In that moment, her mind was flooded with a rush of famili

ll cam

um City, where her doting older

the powerful Johnson family-how c

, just before she lost consciousness,

oment-that made her fall for him, he

dured over the past two years of marriage, Eira cou

Alexander, her eyes like ice-then, with all he

r ankle-only to mov

t, and with every ounce of strength she

d through the si

to shove him off with both hands and feet, then quickly thre

ing lying down now standing her ground, A

we're at it-just so you know, I'm done. I want a divorce."Thinking back on the p

u serious? Don't forget how shamelessly you begg

a phone on the nightstand

der grabbed the phone and

, "Bro, get to the downtown h

on my

frosty glance, eyes filled with disdain. "Stick to your

itter smile. She closed her eye

of this

all her important documents, and dialed a

me through, choked up, "Boss?! Where've you been thes

b as hell. Draft me a divorce agreement and send it to

stammered, "Wa

ng for a response. Staring at the ring

then, she treated it like a priceless treasur

. Then she put on her makeup, calmly and flawlessly, like

umbrella, Eira spotted a Rolls-Ro

or her-there wasn't a seco

on the Brooks' villa growi

e Mrs.

shaken awake fro

e again-the heiress o

nder went straight back to the office. The moment he s

, he opened it casually-only to be met