Too Late to Beg, Mr. Billionaire: Your Ex-Wife Has Moved On

ome out from a shower, wearing nothing but a black silk cami dress that hugg

e. You seriously think yo

didn't bother keeping up appearanc

ble. Lifting up the document, she replied coolly, "Re

ed-giving you that brooch. It was never meant for you. It's mine, and deep down, you know tha

m above, the disdain in he

ss her face before turning to steel. She'd never

u're awfully quiet about the truth. So tell me, Miss Waters-how long do you think

a bad mood, I'll be the one to dig it all up. Let's se

oss her eyes. Without warning, she slappe

esitate-she slapp

clearly not ex

m was electric when Th

g down all her anger like it never existe

owned the place. "Theo, Victoria just came

her roll her eyes. Why let Isabella have the upper hand? She

Isabella, I'll have the

as he seriously kickin

let go of hi

a coat and walked out, clearly trying to hold

odore didn't go c

ia. She wasn't expect

"Gina passed away. The funeral's the day afte

h. He leaned back lazily

ring, he tossed

hurt her. I need you to keep pretending-for three

y he sent Is

or a second, then

ed in Theodore's expression-darker, unreadable. Victoria noticed. W

sisted. Still, I think it should

d. Did she really hate having anything t

her neck. Three years, and he's never seen her take it o

said, "Keep it. Since we're still putting on the act, let

toria didn't bother figuring him out. When lo

e'll catch on if you move out. If the media gets hold of it and

d to face all the ghosts o

he balcony.

ace whispered of thei

, yet in those three years, he pl

t love-she'd

obl

make sure Isabella is taken c

r comforter to the guest room, lea

The night felt long and

e would be at the office by now, so she didn't bother changing-just pad

t creak of the front doo

came Isabe

rt-circuited, and she instinct

airs. From where he was, he ea

ugged up in amusement, bu

sugary sweet, she said, "Someone didn't bother sweet-talking me, so I had to d

y between lovers-something Victori

he paparazzi? Could mess up

u can't afford to take

wrapping her arms around his waist,

toward the kitchen, hi

shy word from the living room. Her chest felt suffoc

self-infli

de up some excuse and had

. You can c

n, looking up to find him staring at

re you

r darling sweetheart. Figured I'd

ilk on her lips. His throat tightened suddenly

ay too fast, and this ti