My Billionaire Ex Just Donated His Kidey to Me Chapter 06
She Has Nothing To Do with Me!
Evangeline’s POV
“So this is where Charles has been hiding out.” Seraphina’s heels click against our hardwood floor like gunshots. “Cute place.”
she runs her fingers along the back of our couch like she’s shopping for furniture. Every move is calculated, predatory.
“A little small for a tech CEO’s side piece, don’t you think?”
“Get out.”
My voice comes out steadier than I feel. I’m still in pajamas and a robe, looking like death while she’s dressed for a magazine shoot.
“My house?” She laughs, sharp and cold. “Sweetie,
everything Charles owns is about to be mine. This dump included.”
She wanders into the kitchen like she lives here. Picks up my piece of toast and takes a bite without asking.
‘She’s marking territory. Like a dog pissing on everything.‘
My hands ball into fists, but my body sways from the meds. Just standing up is exhausting.
“You know, I was curious what kind of woman could make Charles risk his whole future for some cheap affair.” Her ice–blue eyes look me up and down. “But seeing you now… I really don’t get it.”
Each word hits like a slap, but I force myself to stand straighter.
“Did you honestly think some orphan nobody could compete with me? My family built Silicon Valley before you even knew what a computer was.”
“And yet here you are, begging for attention from a guy who picked me over you for ten fucking years.”
Her perfect mask slips for a second. I see rage flash before she recovers.
“Picked you? Is that what you call hiding away like a dirty secret while he’s out with me at every important event? While he’s wearing my ring instead of yours?”
The ring comment twists the knife deeper, Charles’s naked finger from last night flashes through my mind.
“That ring’s just another cage, princess. Deep down, you know it too.”
“At least I have the ring.” Her voice turns vicious. ” What do you have? A few stolen moments before he runs back to his real life?”
My legs shake, threatening to give out. But I won’t show weakness.
“Tell me something, Seraphina. How’s it feel knowing that even with daddy’s billions, you still can’t make him love you?”
Her laugh goes shrill, unhinged. “Love? You think this is about love? Oh honey, you’re even more pathetic than I thought.”
She digs out her phone, scrolling slowly like she’s savoring this moment.
“Let me show you what love actually looks like.”
The screen fills with photos that make my blood freeze. Charles and Seraphina in what’s clearly a bedroom. Not posed shots, but private moments.
Charles kissing her forehead. Charles holding her close. Charles wearing the same shirt he had on when he left me last night.
“Taken last night. Right after he left your bed for mine.”
The world tilts sideways. I grab the counter to keep from falling.
“Did you know he calls me ‘baby‘ now? Same pet
name he used for you?” Her voice drips fake sympathy. “Oh, and that necklace he bought you? Got me the same one, just with bigger diamonds.”
‘Everything we had was just practice for her? Am I the rough draft of his real love story?‘
The pain in my chest is worse than any physical agony. But I won’t let her see me completely break.
I force out a cold laugh. “You know what’s funny? You had to buy him. Threaten his business, manipulate him into bed. I never had to do any of that.”
“What’s that supposed to mean?”
“It means when he’s with you, he’s thinking about me. When he touches you, he wishes it was my skin. When he whispers in your ear, he’s remembering what those words sounded like when he actually meant them.”
Her face goes deadly pale. “You don’t know what you‘ re talking about!”
I take a shaky step forward, swaying but getting stronger with anger.
“I know no amount of money can make you me. And that’s eating you alive, isn’t it? You’ll never be more than an expensive consolation prize. A backup plan with a trust fund.”
“Shut up! You don’t know shit!”
“I know he’ll never look at you the way he looks at me.
Every time he touches you, part of him wishes you were someone else. I know that-”
“You think you’re so special? You’re nothing! Nothing but a sick, pathetic-”
she lunges forward and shoves me hard with both hands.
My weak body can’t take the impact. I stumble backward, my hip slamming into the sharp corner of the coffee table. Pain explodes through my abdomen as I crash to the floor, my head smacking the hardwood.
Agony radiates from where I hit the table. I curl up instinctively, hands flying to protect my stomach, terror flooding through me.
“You crazy bitch…” I gasp, tasting blood where I bit my tongue.
Keys jingling at the front door makes us both freeze. The door flies open and Charles bursts in with three guys in black suits behind him.
‘Bodyguards? Charles never uses bodyguards. Must be hers.‘
“Seraphina? What the hell are you doing here?”
But before I can process his arrival, something unbelievable happens. Seraphina suddenly collapses to the floor next to me, crocodile tears streaming down her face.
“Charles! Thank God! She attacked me!”
“What?” His eyes dart between both of us on the floor.
“I just came to talk, to understand why you keep this woman around. But she went psycho and started hitting me!”
I stare at her in shock, blood trickling from where my head hit the floor. She’s not hurt at all, but she’s
putting on the performance of her life.
Charles looks confused, taking in the scene. Me obviously injured and bleeding, Seraphina perfectly fine but playing victim.
“Charles, you see what kind of person she really is.”
Seraphina’s voice turns cold and commanding. “I want her dealt with. Have my security teach her some manners.”
She gestures toward the bodyguards, and I see pure evil in her eyes.
I close my eyes, waiting for the final betrayal. For Charles to choose his future over our past.
He’ll do it. For the company, for his precious deal, he‘ Il let them hurt me.
But instead, Charles’s voice explodes through the room like thunder:
“She has nothing to do with me!”
My eyes snap open in shock. Even Seraphina looks stunned.
“Charles, what are you saying?”
“You heard me! This woman has nothing to do with me! I don’t even know why you’d come here!”
He moves to help Seraphina to her feet, his face a cold. mask I barely recognize.
“We’re leaving. Now. I’m taking you to get checked out.”
“But Charles, you can’t just-”
“I said we’re leaving!”
The door slams shut behind them, leaving me alone on the cold floor. The silence is deafening.
“Bastard…” I whisper to the empty room. “At least you still have some conscience left.”
But the words are hollow. A wave of excruciating pain tears through my abdomen, and my hand flies to my stomach again.
Please… please let my baby be okay…
I reach for my phone, which fell during the fight. My fingers barely brush the screen before my vision starts to blur. The pain is overwhelming, dragging me toward unconsciousness.
Charles… if something happens to our child… you’ll never know… you’ll never know what you lost…
Darkness swallows me whole, leaving only the soft glow of my phone screen and a crumpled figure on the living room floor.