Running After my Secret Billionaire Ex-Wife by Yoonworks

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“Ciara, please. Just stay here in the house and take a rest. You have people who can manage your business and Serra said she would check the operations herself. All you have to do is take a breather,” Callum stated.

“I said I am already fine. This is my body, Callum. I know what I feel and it’s not something you should be controlling. I can handle my issues very well on my own!” she reiterated and Callum was momentarily startled by

her words.

It has already been days since she was released from the hospital and each day feels like hell for her. Her mind had been clouded with so many thoughts and she couldn’t take it. It was affecting her so badly but she also couldn’t

admit it.

She was strong. Ever since then, she has always been so independent. Not even Callum was able to fully break her. She overcame everything on her own. And that’s what’s making her so stubborn right now.

Callum’s brows furrowed, and for some reason, his anger was starting to build up. It has been so long since the two

of them had a fight.

“Really? Then why the hell did you pass out a few days ago?! Now, tell me. Are you ready to see Cara cry when she sees you lying unconscious?!” Callum almost growled and Ciara hissed, her voice a bit down since she didn’t want her daughter to hear that the two of them were having a fight.

Her body was shaking with so much frustration and anger. Her eyes squinted and something in her wants to scream. She desperately wanted to release the negative emotion that was building inside of her but she was

unable to.

The two of them stared at each other for a while and she saw how the glint in Callum’s eyes momentarily changed.

“Is that how you really see me, Callum? Do you see me as someone so weak that needed your protection? I am not stupid. I can take care of myself, you know,”

“That’s not fair, Ciara,” Callum replied, his voice quivering. “I’m just trying to protect you.”Copyright Nôv/el/Dra/ma.Org.

Ciara wet her lower lip as she tried so hard to control her emotions. She bit her lower lip as her heart started to hurt. She hates fighting with Callum. Ever since they got married again, she thought everything was going so well between them. She thought everything was perfect.

But right now, things are going downhill at this point.

Instead of answering again, she turned her back and went outside of the room. She doesn’t want this to be a bigger problem between them but she was definitely so angry.

The moment she was able to step out of the room, she was startled when she saw Cara standing a few feet away

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from the door.

“Cara? Baby? What are you doing there?” The tone of her voice immediately changes. Cara was staring at he tears in her eyes and Ciara was momentarily startled. She was in a panic, thinking that their daughter actual

heard them.

“Mommy, are you okay?” Cara asked, her voice trembling. “Are you and Daddy fighting?”

Ciara’s heart sank. She knelt down, taking Cara’s hands in hers. “No, sweetie, we’re not fighting. Everything’s

“But I heard you yelling,” Cara whispered, her tears spilling over.

F**k. Great, Ciara. Now, Callum is right. Your daughter was crying all because of you!

Ciara forced a smile, her own eyes brimming with unshed tears. Guilt started eating her as she saw Cara’s state And for a second, she was debating if she should just stay and follow what Callum had said or follow what she really wanted to do at the moment.

A long sigh escaped her lips. “Sometimes adults get loud when they’re talking, but it doesn’t mean we’re fightir Daddy and I love each other very much.”

Yes. I love Callum so much but all these thoughts are killing me. I can’t seem to think well enough and I don’t wa Callum to fix things for me right now. I want to deal with this on my own.

Cara nodded, but her expression was still worried. “Promise?”

“Promise,” Ciara said, kissing her daughter’s forehead. “Now go play, okay? Mommy has to go to work.”

Cara nodded and though she seemed to still be a little hesitant, she decided to follow what her mother had said and ran off, leaving Ciara to sigh and scold herself for being so careless. She grabbed her keys and left the house, ignoring Callum’s pleading look. He had followed her outside when he heard her and their daughter talking but didn’t try to stop her anymore.

When Ciara arrived at her office, she was greeted by Serra, who was waiting for her with a stern expression. “Ciara, what are you doing here? You should be resting.” Her older sister had that annoyed look on her face which made Ciara be emotional too.

Ciara rolled her eyes, annoyed. “Did Callum call you?”

Serra nodded, her expression unable to hide what she was thinking. “Yes, he did. He’s worried about you, and so am I. You need to take care of yourself.”

“I can manage, Serra. And I already explained that to him already,” Ciara snapped, her frustration boiling over. “I don’t need everyone treating me like I’m made of glass.”

Serra seemed to have noticed the negative emotion that was building up in her and sighed.

“Ciara, we’re not trying to treat you like glass,” Serra said gently, “We’re worried about you. You were in the hospital. That’s serious,”

“I know it’s serious,” Ciara shot back, her voice rising again. “But I can’t just sit at home and do nothing I need to

feel useful.”

need to move, I can’t do anything or t will die thinking of so many things? She wanted to add these words but the stopped herself. She just couldn’t express herself now.

Serra sighed, her eyes softening, “We understand that, Ciara, But your health comes first. We don’t want anything to happen to you. Even Louis and Chance had been asking Gwen about your condition every day?

Ciara’s anger subsided a little yet there was still a hint of exhaustion and frustration in her voice. “I know you’re all worried, but I just… I need to do this, Serra, I need to feel like I’m in control of something”

Her voice almost came out as a whisper. She hates showing her vulnerable side but she doesn’t know what to do. This is her way of coping and she’s not ready to let people in right now, even Callum,

Serra reached out, placing a hand on Ciara’s shoulder. “We understand, but please, take it slow. We’re here for you. Let us help”

Ciara nodded and didn’t dare to speak. She was afraid saying anything more would make her break and she didn’t

want that.

Serra pulled her into a hug, holding her tightly. “It’s okay, Ciara…”

Is it really? Why do I feel like as each day passes, I am starting to lose not only myself but also Callum? Is this my fault? Is trying to build our family back together the right decision after all?

Or maybe there’s something wrong with you Ciara. It’s not Callum’s fault but you. You are the problem; you always

are,