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Mr Billionaire's Ex-wife

Ariana was maltreated by her in-laws and husband for the years that she was married into the family. But everything changed one night when her husband came home drunk, and ended up having a sex with her for the first time since their marriage. He accused her of taking advantage of his drunk state, and that made her file for a divorce. She revealed her true identity to them, as the daughter of the richest man, at a party, bringing the Sean family to their knees. But she wasn't willing to forgive as she vowed to never have anything to do with the Sean family, and she also had to get engaged to Dylan, since that was the man her family had always wanted for her. What will happen when Ariana discovered she was three months pregnant with Sabastian's baby? While he still kept pleading with her, even though she was already engaged. Will she reconsider and return to him because of her baby or remain engaged? Will Dylan accept her after discovering she was pregnant?
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Chapter 6

SEBASTIAN'S POV

It has been two months since I got divorce with Ariana, and to be honest, I don't really feel happy about it.

My mum and Valarie have been telling me to get engaged to Samantha, and make her my wife, but I don't really want that, and that's the reason I have been making sure I bring up an excuse whenever they were trying to bring it up.

Somehow I really wished I never had divorce Ariana, maybe in that way, they wouldn't have asked me to get married to Samantha now.

I really don't understand why I can't stop thinking about the night I was drunk and had an intimate with Ariana.

Somehow I felt it was the very best, and I really don't understand why I kept thinking about it, even though I knew I shouldn't be doing that.

Since Ariana the day I took the divorce papers to Ariana, I haven't seen again until now. And to be honest I wished I could see her again.

I really wished I could just go over to their friend's place to see her, but that's totally a bad idea, because I have already divorce her, and my mum and Valarie won't be happy if they find out.

Though I really don't care about what they think, I'm also sure she won't even want to see me.

I thought and took a deep breath, as I started taking out my clothes.

I just returned from the office, and I really had a hectic day today, as I was really so busy with business meetings and making presentations.

I really wished I could have a good rest right now, because I really deserve it. I thought, But just then my bedroom door cracked open, making me quickly turn over there.

"Hi big bro," Valarie said, smiling from ear to ear, as she walked towards me with a magazine in her hand.

"What do you want here Lisa?" I asked her, as she finally stopped right in front of me.

"Look here, the world richest company is organising a party, and I bet all the Rich and famous people would be there," she said, making me sighed as I stared at her, while waiting for her to continue.

"I think we should go to that party, because we might meet more Rich investors there," she suggested, making me shake my head.

"Well I know about the party, and I also got a special invitation from Dylan," I told her, waving the invitation to her face.

"Wow, let me have a look," she rushed to take the invitation so I raised it higher so that she couldn't reach it.

"Come on Sebastian let me have it please," she pleaded, but I wasn't still willing to give it to her.

"Firstly, haven't I told you to stop barging into my bedroom without knocking?" I asked her, and she quickly started apologising.

"That's not good enough, you are really wrong for doing that," I voiced out, and she continued apologising.

"What if I was naked or something?" I asked her, and she apologised again promising not to do that again.

"I know you so well Valarie, and I know what you are capable of, besides this isn't the first time you are promising not to do something like this again," I told her, but she kept insisting she won't do it again.

"Here I have it, but get out of my room," I told her, handing over the invitation to her.

"Thank you so much," she giggled, as she took the invitation from me rushing out of the bedroom immediately, as I sighed softly and watched her do so.

"Valarie, is really something else," I muttered to myself, and shook my head negatively as I resumed taking off my clothes again.

ARIANA'S POV

I was already dressed for the party, as I waited patiently for my makeup artist to come in.

My father's company was hosting a party, and it was all for me, as my father was hosting it all because he wanted to announce me as the new successor of his company.

I really couldn't wait to be announced as the successor of the company, because I was sure the press would definitely attend the party.

It was going to be a way for my true identity to be revealed to the Sean family who had treated me so badly, calling me trash.

I really wished I could see the reaction on their faces when they would see the news, but that's not possible though. I thought and sighed softly, as I remained seated on my dresser.

"Ma'am can we come in?" I heard Anna's voice from outside my bedroom, snapping me out of my thoughts.

"Yes, come in," I said, and just then she came in with a lady beside her.

I stared at the lady, hoping for an explanation as to why she was here in my bedroom, and it was like Anna knew what was in my mind, so she spoke up.

"Ma'am, this is the makeup artist," she said,

"Oh, let's begin then," I responded, as the lady quickly opened the bags she had brought, and soon started doing my makeup.

Once she was done, she left me and Anna alone in the bedroom. Glancing at my reflection in the mirror I felt so satisfied with what the lady had done.

"Ma'am, you look so beautiful," Anna complimented me, while I smiled as I glanced at my reflection over and over again.

"Thank you so much," I grinning from ear to ear, as I finally stood up on my feet.

Just as I made my way out of my bedroom, I met Dylan just outside my bedroom.

"You look so stunning," Dylan complimented me, while my smile deepened as I thanked him.

"Please come with me, there are some people I want you to meet," he said, pulling me along with him, as we both walked on.

We walked to a guy and three Ladies, as he stopped, while I tried to adjust myself.

"This is Ariana Swan, the successor of the Swan group," Dylan introduced me, as the man stretched out his hand to me, while I looked up at him and gasped seeing Sebastian standing before me.

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