The Billionaire’s Ex Wife

Daisy thought the weeks that she spent alone without her best friend or any one to speak to were the worst, well, this time it was worse because her son hasn’t been speaking to her.

All he does is come down for his meals and that of Ella and then they will retire back to his room, not even bothering to check on her. His time was so planned so he doesn’t meet her in the dining room when he descends or on his way up. And when she goes to his room, he would either be asleep—if he wasn’t pretending, or he would have his head deep in his books.

Including Ella who was snobbing her!

Daisy was miserable, and wished she had taken time to think about her actions the other day before lashing out. She agreed Ethan was wrong, at the same time, she thinks she went overboard with her wordings. Now, he is gone, and since then, he hasn’t even come to check on their son. The only thing he did was the account he opened and sent the details that were registered under the name of Daniel and the new baby.

Someone knocked on her office door and even before the door opened, she knew who it was.

“Dee, what are you doing? I thought by now you should be through with the second design?” Amanda asked, getting angst at her friend for dawdling these days.

“He didn’t even care to ask about the baby?” Daisy compalined. “How am I supposed to give birth to a child when its father is no longer interested?”

“Daisy, can we concentrate on our present problem? We have a show which we have been ignoring recently and huge amounts have been invested into it. Can we please focus for now? The baby would be alright with you and I know that…”

Daisy couldn’t blame her friend for refusing to talk about Ethan since that day. According to her, Mandy said anything that concerns Ethan, he was washing her hands off it because it seems it’s only what was in Daisy’s mind she does. And true to her words, she has been keeping to her promise.

“Mandy, I’m sorry, you can’t continue…”

“Daisy, stop…” Mandy came in and closed the door firmly. “I told you this isn’t always about you, okay? You have a son from this man and you are expecting another one. You have to be very rational about certain things. You chased him away with your harriadna behavior and now you think I want to go down that…”

“You say my harridan behavior, Mandy?” Daisy asked, a little irritated. “He was the cause…”

“Then let it be,” Mandy insisted. “He is a fool, a bastard! A good for nothing, so let it be. Let’s not talk about him. Instead let’s think of the way forward for you and your kids or are you going ahead to terminate the pregnancy?” She cocked her brow, with her hands on Daisys desk, scrutinizing her intently.

“I don’t think I want to anymore, Mandy…”

“Fine, then the future is what we are supposed to be talking about,” She pushed off and picked up a Forbes magazine on Daisy’s table and tapped in the picture on it. “This is the future. So focus!” She dropped it loudly and pivoted around to leave the office. “Please, check some of the designs sooner, Dee, I need to round up and move to the next one.”

However, three days later, the design wasn’t handled and Amanda had to send it to Daisy’s assistant to finish up as well as plan on getting another assistant to make the work easier on Mildred. These designs were delicate and Amanda didn’t want anything that would make them turn out adverse to what they have in mind. It would determine their next level in the fashion world. And must be treated appropriately.

She knew what was wrong. Daisy was regretting making Ethan stay away but she didn’t want to admit it. And she has decided not to interfere anymore. She would be a friend to her but when it comes to heart issues, she would leave her to sort things out by herself.Belongs to NôvelDrama.Org - All rights reserved.

No one can really help us make that decision, so to Amanda, it was best if Daisy took the ropes.

A week later, the police called and told Daisy they have closed the case against Mr. Richard since it wasn’t a threat to life and even though he pleaded guilty, that they time given for the complainant to officially file a case against him has been released and so he was off the hook.

Daisy singularly thinks the female officer would have a hand in the fast closure of that case but did not dwell on it. After all, after how that issue ended, she didn’t think to proceed. Not if she envisages having her son love back.

One evening, she woke up very early and came down for breakfast, having decided the night before to intercept her son by all means and make sure she talks to him. He thinks she is the bad guy but she has to prove him wrong. Somehow.

She was in the dining room when she heard his tiny feet cluttering against the stairs as he raced to the dining room followed by barking of the tiny man. They soon reached the dining and he came to a screeching stop, the dog merely colliding with the back of his feet.

He swung around to go back and Daisy jumped up from her chair. “Danny, sweet, wait!” She called and hastened from the chair to him. She stopped in front of him at a reasonable distance and wrung her hands together, her face furrowed. “Baby, I’m sorry…”

“I’m not mad at you, mom,” He said, not meeting her gaze.

“Then why ain’t you speaking to me?” She asked, a little relieved.

“You ain’t speaking to dad, that’s why..” He deadpanned.

“But he did something wrong to me…”

“And you preach forgiveness, mom. Dad loves us and only wants our family together,” He sniffed, shouting he was crying. Something pierced her heart that she who has worked so hard to put smile on his face was true same person making him cry. All her life she kept trying to push him away and even sent him far away to study just to make sure he didn’t remind her of his father but now, she was so scared of losing him. .

“I know, Danny,” Her voice broke and she hunched down and made to touch him. He allowed her, his misty eyes lifting to meet hers. “I want to have a complete family like the other kids, mom…”

“I know, baby…” He pulled him close. “And I’m sorry for hurting you badly. I’m so sorry, baby.”

“Then forgive dad, mom. Please for our family’s sake. He might have done something wrong in the past but no one is above mistakes…”

For a little child to be teaching her about forgiveness Unsettled Daisy so much. What would her son be seeing her as? He would possibly think she was the devil himself. “I will try my love. Please, don’t ignore me anymore. I promise to try and forgive your Dad, okay?”

“Okay…” His little raspy voice that calms her assured and his tiny limbs wrapped around her shoulder, his head falling on her shoulder. She held him so tightly as they wept into each other arms, time flitting by. The dog soon rubbed herself against them and Daisy reached a hand down to rub her furs. At least she now has her family back. She can conquer the world!

That day at work, she was happier than normal.

“What has you smiling so brightly, dude? This is the happiest I have seen you in the last two weeks!”

Dais chuckled. “Well, let’s say I woke on the right side of the bed today…”

“Well, I have a bit of bad news to share with you…” Daisy orbs flicked up to her quizzically.

“What’s up?” She displayed her hands.

“It might not be bad news to you anyways, judging as you have hardened your heart…” She stated as her eyes dulled, looking downward.

“Just spill it, Mandy. What’s going on?” Daisy prodded. She racked her head for any possible outcome she was expecting that might go wrong. Nothing.

“Ethan called me this morning…” She flopped down on the chair and picked up the pen on the desk to twirl in distraction, Daisy desiring to shoot daggers at her for wasting so much time. “He is leaving tomorrow.”

“Oh…” Daisy mouthed slowly, her face becoming sullied. She almost forgot about the desk he was handling in New York. “Did he say when he would be back?”

“Nah… Just wanted to bid her farewell and to promise to take care of you which I did…” He bobbed her shoulders

Daisy was lost for words. She had promised her son she was going to reconcile with her father, but to be frank, he didn’t know how she was supposed to. “Well, I guess that’s sad indeed…”

“Are you being serious?” Amanda hissed.

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