The Billionaire's Ex' Biggest Mistake

20| Your nakedness

Really?

And that’s when I began to have guilty conscience. Something from my mind tells me to tell him about everything and how I’ve been living my life with the kids these past three years but just then– he said,

“You won’t believe I’ve been searching for you and the kids these years.” He scoffed, shaking his head helplessly. “Simone and Nora. What a lovely name.”

I frowned weirdly, “How did you know their names?”

“First tell me who’s older and younger between them.”

I sighed, “Simone is two minutes older than his twin sister, Nora.”

He nodded.

“So…, back to my question.” I reminded him.

He shrugged, “Well,” His lips twitched like he’s contemplating about something. “Weeks ago, Jake told me both him and um, who was also with him again? Luke or brad? Yeah, one of them also agreed that they saw you at one pharmacy store and you guys did talk.” He sighed. “Unfortunately when I found out, I followed them to the pharmacy the following morning after I was told just to get your address of location.” He sat up few seconds after I sat up to tie my hair into a messy ponytail. We both stare into each other’s eyes. “I made a mistake in the past, and I swear it won’t repeat itself again. Never.” His hand caressed my cheek, “You were right all along, Blanca deceived me and played me like she did to you. I’m sorry for not listening to you.”

“Hey,” I smiled, touching his hand which was holding one side of my face. “Any man would have done the same thing to protect their family back then. Family always comes first in everything no matter what. And I don’t blame you, thank God it’s all over and she’s gone. Out of our lives for good.”

Did I just say ‘Our lives’? Damn, I don’t really know if he wants me back just as I do. What we recently had was nothing but sex. Is that enough to draw us close?

After pausing for a while, he asked me with a low deep seductive voice, “Why did you declined when Jake asked you to help me in court?” When I looked away, he sighed, “Is it that…….you don’t really love me?”

“Gosh, stop saying that.” I began to pick up my clothes and wear them. “We just had something and only people who truly love each other by heart do things like this.” I threw his boxer at him.

“So, prostitute are in love with their clients too?”

Huh? Is he for real? What’s he playing at? Am I slutty to be called an harlot?

When he studied my expression towards him, he quickly refrained his words, “Not you. I’m not saying you’re a…. whatever, forget it.”

I fixed my shirt, “Why would Jake have to pretend like it was his first time to see me at the pharmacy that day? I mean…” I chuckled, sarcastically. “I’ve been in his house for– God-damnit.” I gritted my teeth on my last word, regretting what made me vomited those words.