Last Life, I Divorced Him and He Became a Billionaire. This Life, I’m Keeping the Billionaire Chapter 15
Hudson planned to set up an eightymilliondollar trust fund for Ada.
When it came to money, I was never going to say no.
I signed the documents and stood up to leave.
Hudson grabbed my arm, “Willow.”
I said, “Yes?”
“If… I said I regret it… could you…”
Before he could finish, a sharp scream cut through the quiet.
“Hudson! I knew you were meeting this bitch behind my back.” Alina’s face was twisted with rage as she
stormed over.
She shoved me aside and stood in front of Hudson.
Her eyes glistened red as she looked at him, “You said you had a meeting and couldn’t see me, but you have
time for coffee with this bitch? Are you cheating on me? Don’t you love me anymore?”
Hudson looked utterly helpless. “Alina, don’t talk nonsense. When we were together, I was still married. If
anyone was cheating, it was you and me. Willow did nothing wrong.”
Alina choked on her words, momentarily speechless.
She then turned around and glared at me fiercely. “You seduced him, didn’t you? Willow, you’re the one who
wanted the divorce. Why are you still clinging to him using your child? He’s my boyfriend now, don’t you get
it?”
I looked at the woman in front of me, so thin she looked hollow, nothing like the happy, glowing version I’d
seen on TV in my past life.
I felt a strange sense of pity, “How are you feeling? Is your chemotherapy going well?”
“Hudson and I are divorced. We only talk about Ada. Nothing more.”
“Don’t overthink this. Focus on getting better. Your health is what matters most.”
I had more than enough money now, and I had a handsome bedmate to keep me company.
Facing this woman who had destroyed my marriage twice over, I no longer felt a single trace of hatred.
It wasn’t that I was generous. I just knew most of the blame lay with Hudson.
If his heart hadn’t been open to her, Alina never could have wormed her way in.
Perhaps my tone was too compassionate. Alina stared at me, stunned.
She opened her mouth but couldn’t say a word. Her sunken eyes shifted from rage to sorrow.
She sank to the floor and began to wail loudly.
Her harsh, piercing cries drew concerned stares from everyone nearby.
