The Billionaire’s Ex Wife

Ethan was in his black SUV driving back from work that evening when his phone started ringing. He wanted to ignore it. In fact, recently he hasn’t been picking calls. After that day with Daisy, he had traveled to New York to visit his mother and they had a long talk. She was repentant and asked for his forgiveness, but he wasn’t ready to listen.

When he walked out that day, he left her with the words that until Daisy is ready to speak to him, he was never going to talk to her again. And he meant it. So now apart from his clients, and of course his assistant from the office, he never answers any calls from anyone.

He turned to a corner and the phone went off again. In the process of turning, his eyes briefly fluttered to it and came to a screeching stop.

“You son of a devil!” the driver coming directly behind him cursed and sped off. He wasn’t listening and wasn’t in the mood to respond ‘because he knew he was wrong plus at this point even though he wasn’t, the only thing he cared about was the name displayed on the phone.

He rapidly grabbed the phone with quivering hands and picked up. “Hey…”

There was momentous silence but he knew she was there, obviously regretting calling him. “Hy, Ethan…” Daisy’s raspy voice filtered through the phone.

“Hey, are you okay?”

“Yeah..” Daisy tried to stay normal. because she needed a favor from him. “Hey, I’m calling to ask for a favor…”

“Whatever it is, baby–”

“Don’t fucken call me that, Ethan! You know what? Forget I called…”

“Whoa! Whoa! Whoa! Please don’t cut the call, I’m sorry, I won’t call you that if you don’t want me to

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“Good… Okay, the thing is, I have this impromptu trip to make and I was wondering if you could help me bring my son and Ella to your home till I get back, please…”

“Of course I can do that, Daisy. He is our son, why won’t I?”

“Okay, thanks!”

“Wait!”

“What?!”

“A-are you okay?”

“Of course, what are you expecting? That I will die?”

“No,” she hurried amid a nervous chuckle. “I mean the impromptu travel…”

“Oh, it’s kind of personal,”

“Okay, safe trip…”

“Bye!” She cut the call on him and held the phone to her mouth to inhale deeply. There, she didn’t die.

“Yes!” Ethan yelped with a sharp fist bump in the air and did a mad reverse toward the kiddies where his son was with the little nippy.

This was a way at least for him.

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Daisy couldn’t believe she called him but she didn’t have a choice. She has to go to New York today and she didn’t want to leave without making sure her boy is good with her dog. She wouldn’t be at peace. What kind of mother would that make her?

The trio was smooth, despite having to be cramped up with so many bodies but she made it out softly without breaking a neck. She arrived in a cab and gave the man directions to the house of Amanda’s patents.

The house was just as the last time she came there. Nothing much has been done to it aside from the minor renovations. She sat in the cab for a while looking at the environment, her mind going to the last time she was there. It’s been upto four years now since then.

“Ma’am, we are here,” the cab driver said as though in reminder. She nodded, opened her bag to give him some bucks and stepped down. After her family kicked her out, she hasn’t seen Amanda’s family and doesn’t know if her family told them what happened and how they will look at her now. She was here for her friend and even though she didn’t think this part through, she was glad to be here.

She pressed the doorbell and waited by the porch. There was no sound at first but after a while, feet padded on the floor down to the door and then the key rattled and the door opened open. It was Mr. Holland, Amanda’s father. His eyes lit up in surprise.

“Raven!” He called her by the name they all used to call her. Well, till after the divorce when she settled for her middle name instead. It kind of made her forget her past and embraced her new life. A new life that wasn’t so new anymore.

She smiled, sincerely happy to see him. “Hy, Mr. Holland. It’s been a while…”

“Yeah… Come in,” He made way for her and she went in. “Amanda your friend is here, how come you didn’t tell us she was coming?”

She shook my head, meaning to tell him she didn’t tell her when she heard someone running down the stairs and what she was about to say halted in her mouth.

Amanda came into view, her hands in the pocket of an old jean trouser and a shirt that was too big for her petite frame. “Hey…” She appeared tense, surprised to see Daisy.

“Sorry, I didn’t call before coming, I hoped I would give you a surprise…” She used her eyes to relay a message to Amanda who shook her head, sucked in her lips and smiled at her.

“It’s no biggie, come on in,” She came to take Daisy’s bag from her and they walked ahead while her father flowed behind, seemingly confused.

“Are you guys doing well together?” He had to ask because since these two came to know each other, they are hardly inseparable. But, since his daughter came back, she hasn’t said anything about Daisy and has been moping around the house.

“Yes, Dad, why do you ask that?” They reached the living room and Daisy located one of the leather couches and flopped down..

“Nothing, just that I’m flummoxed you didn’t know she was coming… That’s hard to imagine…”

“Okay, Dad cut it out,” Amanda said and made her way to the stairs. “I will put this in your room and mom is in the kitchen. Mom! Daisy is here!” She called and hurried up the rungs.

The kitchen opened and banged close and Mrs. Holland rushed out, her eyes widening as they landed on the young lady on the couch. Daisy was the last to see her and quickly stood when she did. “Mrs. Holland…”

“Oh, come here, my little girl, it’s been so long…” Daisy went to accept her hug and the woman did crush her, sniffing into her shoulders. “We thought we were never going to see you again after what happened…”

“That is in the past,” Daisy said lowly.

“Your mother has been miserable, she hasn’t been the same since you left, especially when the papers traveled to this place carrying stories of your successes.”

Daisy snickered, albeit sadly. She was unfazed one bit by her statement. To her, she had no parents. The moment they kicked her out in her condition not caring that she was in a delicate state, that was when they became dead to her. So she won’t even talk about them.

“How have you been, Mrs. Holland?” She asked instead.

The woman pulled away from her and cradled her face in a demure state, teatt shimmering in her aged orbs. “You won’t even talk about them… You have to go see them, my girl, they are still your blood.” Daisy didn’t want this, she didn’t come here for this but she won’t argue with the old woman.

“I will, someday. But for today, I came here to visit you so let’s not talk about them, okay?”

“Okay, okay, look at me, I haven’t even served you bay leaf and here I am making you uncomfortable!” She dragged her off to the kitchen. Amanda mom believed the bay leaf was a symbol of good luck, so, everytime anyone crosses her threshold, she serves you the bay leaf tea to purge you of very bad energy and give you luck. Daisy has never believed in the gibberish nor has she argued with her about it. Amanda has the same mindset.

“So how has it been over there?” she asked Daisy, who accepted the glass and slipped from it. Well, there seems to have been an improvement from how it used to taste in the past.

“Work has been great, just the bustle and stress but it’s what we love doing so we accept it!”

The woman smacked her lips and went back to stirring the stew. ” I knew you girls were going to be very successful one day right from the first time I saw you two together!” At least she has a brain, Daisy thought. Her parents never thought so. They thought she was bound to fail in her choice of career from the onset.

“Thank you…”

“I don’t know what is wrong with your friend though,” She proceeded to talk back to Daisy… “Since she came in yesterday, she hasn’t said anything more than a word to anyone. She didn’t even tell us she was coming… Just came in and that was when I knew something was wrong somewhere…”

Daisy confirmed then that Amanda hasn’t told them anything. Well, she came early. “There is nothing to worry about Mrs. Holland, we have everything under control,” She sighed.Nôvel(D)ra/ma.Org exclusive © material.

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