The Billionaire’s Ex Wife

She stood there frozen, her legs unable to live from it’s position or her ears hearing whatever the miad proceeded talking to her. Her eyes were in the direction of the entrance to the living room, waiting to see them enter.

How could he live on so fast? She was close to tears but held back, desiring nothing more than to see for herself that truly he has gotten over her.

When Ethan came in, with the lady hanging in his arm, he was stunned when he saw Daisy standing by the side of the couch looking adorable in the finest silky wear he has ever seen, and his maid saying something to her which she was obviously not paying attention to. He cursed and closed his eyes, willing her image away if it was an imagination.

He has been having silky imaginations about her since the last time they met and it wouldn’t surprise him if this was one of those imaginations.

When he opened his eyes, she was still standing there, looking at him, her face comforting into a painful mask, and when he stepped closer, her body was shaking. “Daisy…?” He mouthed, and stopped.

“Who is she?” The girl he was with asked, pointing red long nails at Daisy, her face masked in a snarl.

“You are with her now?” Daisy finally found her voice to ask, the tears she had been holding in, escaping her eyes to fall down her face. “I- I thought you said you loved me and you have already moved on?” Her face fell to her hands to hide away the pain she was feeling and not allow him to see her that vulnerable.

Ethan was confused, and couldn’t comprehend what she was talking about. He stood there and simply stared at her, unable to believe that this was happening. When he opened his mouth to talk, the girl came to stand by his side and held his arm in her own intimately. “Yeah, he is with me now, and who are you, bitch?” She snarled sassily, her koal painted eyes spitting fire.

“Stop it, Modella!” Ethan shut her up and withdrew his hands and moved closer. Daisy hasn’t moved.

She was trying to control her tears but it was bent on humiliating her and each effort she made, ended up in creating more mess on her face from her makeup. Eventually she gave up. After all, after today she won’t see him again. Why try to hide her emotions from him? “I came here because- because I thought we still had a chance…” She tilted her head to the size and gave him a small sad smile. “And to tell you that I’m sorry for everything. I was bitter, dejected and full of contempt for you after everything you did you did to me…” She looked away to regain her balance and burst there like a child

Ethan was crushed from the enormous pain in her face and just wanted to go to her. He wanted to hold her and tell her that it was alright and that he regrets every pain he made her go through due to his insecurity. But…

“I missed you every day, Ethan,” She chuckled lightly as a boo to herself. “I thought I was strong and would eventually get over you… But the first day I saw after so long, I knew I was the most stupid person ever and knew all along, I had only wasted my time…”

“Daisy…”

“I just wish we could start again, Ethan…. For Daniel, for our baby…” She touched her obscure bump and Ethan fogged brain couldn’t have known anything better that would make him sober than what she said. “I want the same thing, babe…” He covered the distance.

Daisy was astonished and shared a baffled look with the girl behind. When he took her hand and kissed her knuckles, ending by looking up at her so intently, enough to freeze a lake, she had to ask, “what about her?” some he nodded behind him.

“Who?” He twisted about to eye his sister Modella…” Modella?”Content is © 2024 NôvelDrama.Org.

“Oh, you son of a gun!” Modella screamed. “You couldn’t even play boyfriend with me to make her jealous!” She folded her hands on her chest and stuck her tongue out at him.

He smiled at her juvenile behavior and pivoted back to the still puzzled Daisy and his hand reached out to draw her by the waist close to him. “That is Modell, my sister. I told you she went to Iraq for military training. She finished last month and came down here to visit…”

Daisy exhales loudly, only realizing then she has been holding in her breath in fear that she has lost him. “I thought…” She blushed. “I thought you two were…”

“Of course not!” He squeaked and leaned into her, but his sister squeal stopped him from completing what he was about to do. “Modella, c’mon… Get lost already!”

“You two should get a room, duurh!” She flew down to one of the couches and picked up the remote. “And this time you better make it work or God help me, I will make sure I deal with your ass, elder brother aside!” She winked at Daisy who started smiling broadly, her heart soaring higher.

“Come on, let’s get out of here, I can’t let this beautiful gown go to waste!” He began tugging her away.

“You are tipsy, Ethan, don’t go out! It’s an order,” His sister flew off the couch. “Don’t forget the rules, bro. She is pregnant with your baby and you are tipsy. No going out!”

“Modella, I’m still your elder brother and just because you are some goddamned military Superintendent doesn’t give you the…”

“Whatever!” She rolled her eyes at him and Ethan could only swear under his breath and decided to treat his love to a home date.

“I will get back at you for this,” He called after her as he tugged Daisy to this private conservatoire which he had placed there for special occasions like this. He didn’t see his sister flip him the bird as he was in a haste to get in private with Daisy.

“I still can’t believe this is happening,” Daisy said, almost running after him.

“That lines belongs to me, Mrs. Richards,” He swung around and grabbed her around the waist, pushing her against the wall and observing her intently. “Thanks so much, Daisy. I swear you won’t regret this…”

“I hope so…” She snickered when his mouth located her mouth and started nibbling. “Stop! Anyone could see us! Your sister!” She pushed at his muscled chest which didn’t budge under her efforts.

“She would either let me breath or I will kick her out!” He said out of breath, finally pulled aeay when she was almost melting in his arms and tugged her forward.

“I totally forgot about her, you know…” Daisy said when they entered the room of diverse plants and artificial lightning.

“That is because we hardly some about her. I was her closest buddy being that my parents never supported her line of career. Today they are happy about her prowess in the war won…”

“She looks good,” Faisy confirmed.

“Very good, but for now, wifey, I’m not here to talk about my lost but found sister…” He pulled her into his arms, forging ok without waiting for the so -called date.

And Daisy was more than willing to patronize him. She melted into his arms once more when he took her lips in a slow kiss, and they battled for dominance. “I missed you so much…” She breathed out loud.

“Not more than I do, babes. I thought I was gonna die!” He slid down her body and lifted her gown, pushing her slowly until she was sitting on one of the sofas situated there for leisure. He knelt down and started kissing her thighs to the inner centre, while Daisy’s head fell back, her eyes closed as she moaned his name.

“I tried so much, Daisy, but I couldn’t get you off my mind. It was as though I was under a spell,” He kissed her centre, his finger shifting her panties aside to inhale her pussy. The sensation of his breath made Daisy topple back and grabbed her breast. “I love you so much.”

“I love you too, Ethan. More than life itself!” She cried as he slid a finger in and started working her up.

One hour later, they were served the best aromatic dish under special request from his cook, and they were in silence, each eyeing each other momentarily.

“Are you still leaving tomorrow?” Daisy asked him.

“Nope,” He shook his head. “I changed my mind,” He shrugged and picked his wine to sip. “What’s the point when my heart is here?”

Daisy stared at him through hooded eyes, knowing that at last, things might have actually worked out for her good. With him by her side, she might as well conquer the world.

The door to the conservatoire snatched open roughly and his sister stood there, her eyes taking in the scene with a smug smile and her hands on her waist.

“Modella!” Ethan thundered in misery.

“What?” She took a step in. “I’m here to rain on your parade!”

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