The Billionaire’s Ex Wife

Leaving his office I saw Margaret waiting for me outside. I was so glad she was here. When we got home she made dinner and I did the dishes and told her goodnight.

When I woke up Margaret was not at home, but she left me a note saying “I’m going to the market to get some groceries”

After taking my bath I went downstairs to eat only to hear the doorbell ringing. I went to open it and the lady standing there turned around and asked 

“Hmm, who are you? ” 

“I’m-I’m-” I stuttered.

“Who the hell are you?” she asked again.

 I just stared at her, “I’m a friend of Margaret” I replied.

 “My mom has no friends” she sassed back.

She asked me where her mother was and I told her she went to get some stuff from the market. 

She looked at me and asked, “What’s your name? I’m Amanda by the way”.

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“Wow you have a pretty good name and you are very beautiful.”

“What are you doing here if I may ask?”

“Well-“, I started, but Margaret came in. 

She was so happy to see her daughter. They hugged and cried and they talked for hours. I was staring at them.

I envied their relationship. Because mine was gone for good.

She told Amanda why I was in her house.

Amanda was furious when she found out about my family and what they did to me. 

She came closer and held my shoulder saying “Your ex-husband does not deserve you”. Yeah, right he didn’t, I nod.

The next day I went to the hospital for my check-up and everything was alright. When I got home I noticed that Amanda and her mom were arguing about something.

So I asked them what was going on. Amanda said, “I want my mother to come to stay with me in Mexico but she refused,” she said glaring at her mother.

Margaret replied, “I am not going anywhere, I cannot leave Raven in this condition”. They continue to argue. I was just staring at them.

So they concluded that I should go with them to Mexico because I needed it but I was reluctant to go so I told them I would think about it.

The next day I went to visit my brother again, to explain everything to him, but he shut me down and told me he doesn’t want to have anything to do with me. I tried calling my friends for help but no one was picking my calls, no one wanted to see me, I even went to see my parents, my younger sister was there but my parents refused to talk to me.

My sister did talk to me, we went to a café and I explained everything to her. She believed me and told me to come to stay with her in her apartment. I refused. I told her I wanted to leave town. I needed to clear my head.

She said, “It’s your life I can’t dictate how you live it”.

She made me promise to call her and tell her what was going on in my life, she even said she would come to see me off when I was leaving.

I was so happy that my sister was going to be in my life. When I got to Margaret’s house. I told her what had happened. She was a little bit sad but still happy that at least someone in my family still wanted me around. 

When Amanda came back from visiting her friends, I told her everything she was happy about. I thought about it hard. There was nothing left for me here, so I turned to them “I would love to go with you to Mexico” 

“Yeah!!” they both shouted.

They were very happy about my decision, so we started preparing for our journey.

I invited my sister over, she met both Amanda and Margaret. She immediately hit it off with Amanda. They talked about fashion and design. 

Well, I did find out that Amanda is a fashion designer and my sister wished to be one. They talked about it and I was delighted to have my sister here with me. She came to see me throughout the week before we left. 

We had fun. I also told her I was pregnant. She was so excited and scared for me. 

Flashback**

“I’m pregnant,” she gasped.

“Really

“Yes really”, I nodded. 

“Oh my gosh, this is amazing, best news ever. But you will be alone, why don’t you stay? I can look after you and the baby” she continued to ramble.

Amanda was busy glaring at her, she cleared her throat saying, “You forget she’s going to stay with me, so you don’t need to worry about her”. 

“Of course, I’ll worry she’s my sister after all,” she replied. 

“I’m so happy for you”, she hugged me and started screaming, “I’m going to be an aunt”.

Flashback over**

I went to see my family one last time. It was like they didn’t give birth to me, they took my pictures down, threw my cloth away from the way they stared at me like I was disgusting to them.

How could my parents treat me like this? l am starting to think they are not my real parents, maybe they adopted me or something. I wish they could hear my side of things, I mean am I their daughter right? Why will they just believe what my husband said, sorry, I mean my ex-husband?

So I also decided since they disowned me, I changed my last name, I did not use my parent name anymore I changed it to “Raven Carmichael” at least this way nobody would be able to find me, well except for my sister, and by the way, she is very good at keeping secrets.

My sister came to see us off, she started crying before we even went to the airport. 

“Why are you crying?” I asked, she held me and said, “I am going to miss you so much”. 

I started crying as well. I think the pregnancy hormones are kicking in. We held each other one last time. 

Has a la vista baby! Hello Mexico! Here’s to new beginnings.