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Billionaire's Regret: Chasing His Ex Wife Back Novel Cover

Billionaire's Regret: Chasing His Ex Wife Back

"Why? Just why?!" Her lips quivered, as she clenched her chest, "Why can't you reciprocate my feelings? I loved you Riccardo, or was my sincerity a crime?!" She concluded, her gaze casted on the man standing before her, whose face bore no emotion. Vanessa Rodriguez had always loved Riccardo Gonzalez right from the day she saw him. It was love at first sight. When she got the chance to get married to him, she didn't think twice even though her parents were against it. She thought that it was a chance to finally show Riccardo how much she loved him. But sadly even after their marriage he couldn't love her back instead after three years of marriage he presented divorce papers for her to sign. With shattered heart, she signs the divorce papers and leaves the country. Five years later, she's back in the country, ready to take over her father's new company, with her twins by her side and they look exactly like her ex husband. The problem now is that Riccardo Gonzalez wants her back!
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Chapter 3

”And what the hell do you think it is?" His cold voice sent shivers down her spine. She stared at him shocked. She threw the divorce papers on the table, before facing Riccardo.

"Why? Why can't you just reciprocate my feelings? Was loving you all these years a crime!?" Vanessa asked as she stood before her husband Riccardo, her heart clenching in hurt. "After all these years, is this what you repay me with?" She asked staring down at the divorce papers on the table, her eyes burning with unshed tears.

She didn't want to cry in front of him, but the continuous pain she felt in her chest made her want to just run away and cry her eyes out. Riccardo didn't reply, he brought out an envelope and handed it over to her. Vanessa's heart pounded loudly in her chest as she tore the seal of the envelope.

Her heart literally stopped beating as she saw the content on the envelope. "Riccardo..." "You don't need to say anything, the picture says it all" Riccardo waved his hands in front of her face. "No. This is definitely not true, I would never cheat on you" Vanessa pleaded.

"You don't have to keep pretending. Sign the divorce papers and get the hell out of my house!" His nostrils flared as he yelled at her. "No Riccardo, Please I would never do that to you" Vanessa pleaded as she tightened her grip on the pictures.

"Just sign the divorce papers and get the hell out of my house you fucking whore!" Riccardo yelled his eyes already red from the anger.

Vanessa flinched, she could barely understand what was going on around her. "Riccardo, please you have to believe me. I would never do such" Vanessa pleaded as she took a step closer. Just then Riccardo's phone rang.

Riccardo fished his phone out of his suit jacket and somehow she got a glimpse of the callers ID. It was his ex-girlfriend.

“She’s the one right?” Vanessa asked.

“What do you mean?” Riccardo asked not taking his gaze away from his ringing phone.

“She’s the one who sent you this picture. Riccardo you have to believe me, this is just an edited picture” Vanessa said.

“Stop saying trash and sign the papers, it’s obvious that you’re the one in the picture” Riccardo uttered coldly.

“It’s crazy how you’re accusing me of cheating on me when you’ve never stopped cheating after all these years. You don’t even trust me, rather you prefer trusting outsiders.”

“That’s right. I’d rather trust outsiders than trust a fucking gold digging whore like you” Vanessa could feel the chill in the air as his cold voice echoed through the empty living room, devoid of any warmth or compassion.

“I guess this marriage is not worth fighting for anymore” her heart clenched in hurt as tears threatened to spill out of her eyes, but she managed to hold it in.

“Sign the papers and leave my house before I get back” with that being said, Riccardo walked out of the house.

Vanessa knees felt like jelly and she slowly brought herself to sit on the cold floor, the tears she had been trying to keep in came rolling down her cheeks and this time she didn’t try to force them in or wipe them, she just let them roll down. The pain she was feeling was so unbearable. Her heart broke into a thousand pieces as she remembered his words. How he spoke to her like a piece of trash. She found it hard to believe that he actually left in the middle of the night to go meet his ex-girlfriend! This just proofed that she meant nothing to him. Absolutely nothing. She has just been wasting her time loving someone as cruel as him.

Just thinking about all the things she had been through in this marriage made more tears roll down her cheeks. “I can’t believe it’s come to this” she thought sadly.

She suddenly began wiping her tears off. She wasn’t going to keep crying because of Riccardo, he didn’t deserve her tears.

She stood up from the ground and reached out for the divorce papers that was on the table. Since his signature was already there, she just signed hers then took the papers into their room and dropped it on the nightstand. So that he could easily find it whenever he decided to come back.

She went ahead and brought out her suitcase from her closet, then she began folding her clothes into the bags, she took all her properties and when she turned around and stared at the wardrobe, it was only one dress that was left hanging there. She left it because that was the only thing that Riccardo had bought for her since their three years of marriage.

She didn’t bother to wake the workers up from their sleep, before leaving. She just walked out of his house and out of his life.

Walking down the lonely streets, she decided to lodge in an hotel to get a little rest.

Few minutes later, she reached the hotel and checked in, she was shown to her room. Getting inside, she didn’t bother to unpack her luggage since she was still going to leave the next morning.

“Such a hectic day” Vanessa muttered as she ran her hands through her already dishevelled hair. Suddenly, her eyes caught sight of the window and she decided to look out from it and see the stars that illuminated the darkness. She walked closer to the window and stared up at the sky, she also saw some customers entering inside the hotel from the window, but that was the least of her problems right now. She stared at the sky, admiring how peaceful they looked. “If only my life could be like the stars” she muttered to herself. She stood there and slowly seconds turned into minutes and minutes turned into hours. She was beginning to feel very tired so she decided to get some rest, but as she was about to leave the window, something caught her eyes, not just something, someone; it was Riccardo and he wasn’t alone, he was with a female. Slowly her eyes got sight of the woman’s face, but it wasn’t just any random woman, it was his ex-girlfriend and both of them were walking inside the hotel together. Before Vanessa’s brain could process what she had just seen, a lone tear rolled down her cheeks.

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