Mr. Billionaire's regret: My Ex-wife is so obsessing

"I'm sorry, ma'am, has your husband arrived yet?" It was almost the end of the day and the nurse looked at her watch with a slightly impatient. This is the third time she has come over. Lucille looked down at her cell phone, her husband Heyns still hadn't answered. Half an hour ago, the Billboard on Richardson Road suddenly fell and caused a big accident. Which led to four people in a coma, six got seriously injured, and over ten needed to go to a hospital. Lucille called an ambulance at once and she was the first to see a doctor. However, until everyone got injured finished their check, and left, Lucille still couldn't reach to her husband. The accident came too suddenly, even Lucille is full of courage and power, can't help herself shaking. She wondered if her husband Heyns wouldn't even come to retrieve her body if she died in the accident today. Although there was still blood on Lucille's clothes, she was so adorable with tears in her eyes. The nurse said quietly, "Well, sweetheart, I'll wait for you a little longer." "I'm so sorry for this." Lucille was thankful to the nurse and wiped the tears in her eyes. "My husband was occupied, is it okay if I sign it for myself?" The nurse refused without hesitation, "Oh, Sweetheart, it has to be your family's signature." Lucille whispered, "I... I'll try to call him again." She went out of the ward. Before she picked up her phone, Lucille saw a beautiful woman in a white dress standing with a man in a silver-gray suit. Even though there was only a back view, Lucille could tell at a glance that it was none other than her husband, Heyns. She was very shocked. Because the woman in the white dress was definitely her husband's first love, Sylvi. The reason why Lucille went to Richardson Road was because she heard that Sylvi had a schedule there. She recalled carefully but confirmed that Sylvi was not under the billboard when the accident happened. Sylvi should not be injured! Sylvi sensed Lucille's look and looked back. Then she hugged Lucille's husband tight. "Heyns......" Sylvi groaned, and sobbed to Heyns, "Oh no, I'm still a little dizzy." Heyns got nervous at once and immediately held her arm, "I will call my family doctor, and let's go to his clinic." "Heyns, you're always so nice to me." Sylvi leaned on Heyns's shoulder and gave Lucille a smile. Lucille's face turned pale, her heart was tearing into pieces. She called Heyns again. Heyns hangs up straight away. Lucille was so heartbroken. She called three times in a row before Heyns finally answered the phone. She saw Heyns' eyebrows furrowed tightly when she asked, "Where are you?" The man's brow furrowed even tighter as he glanced at Sylvi beside him and said with no emotion, "Working overtime." "Could you please advise when you changed your job and start to work at a hospital?" Heyns was quiet for a moment, then he became so angry, "Did you follow me?" Of course, Lucille saw the dislike in Heyns' eyes, and her heart was shaking, "Sorry, wrong person. I thought I saw you right here in the hospital..." Heyns tried to hang up. Lucille stopped him and asked, "Could you please come to sign something for me? I was injured and the hospital needs to see my family." "You can ask my personal assistant. He will take care of this." Before Heyns ended the call, he warned Lucille, "Don't call me again. I need to deal with an emergency. Don't bother me." Lucille couldn't say a word. Immediately, she received a message. It was from Sylvi. "You are foul your own nest. What makes you think you can steal him from me?" Lucille smiled with tears. Yes, of course, she was the one who asked for an insult. But was that her fault? Heyns is her husband! Lucille looked from the back of them. Finally, she couldn't hold on and fell to the ground. Three years ago, Heyns proposed to marry her because of his family's wish. At the moment she said yes to Heyns, Lucille thought she was so happy and already had the whole world. She loved Heyns so much; that she was addicted to taking care of Heyns as a housewife. She never felt sad even though Heyns was poisoned and couldn't have s*x with her. Lucille never thought Heyns was planning to divorce her. But actually, the time Heyns got back home became less and less after his grandfather passed away. Three days ago, Heyns even forced his assistant to send a divorce contract to her. "Sylvi is back. And it's time to end our marriage," said Heyns with a cold voice. She didn't want to sign it before. But now, she changed her mind. Lucille bit her lip and was about to go to the nurse when the phone rang again. It was from Heyns' assistant Wantz. "Mrs. Walson, Mr. Walson said you need me to sign something for you. May I ask where you are now?" "No worries. There's no need for you to come here. I'm heading back now." Lucille said and was about to end the call. Wantz mentioned the agreement again, "Ok, Ma'am, as you wish. But what about the divorce contract? Could you please advise your available time?" "Well, I will sign it as soon as I get back. You can bring it to me today." Lucille felt she didn't care for anything now. Wantz was surprised. But he kept silent. He was more surprised when he saw Lucille. Mrs. Walson was always graceful and shining like a star in the past. But now she was like to disappear at any moment. "Mrs. Walson, Mr. Walson promised to give you one billion dollars. He also promised you can add anything you want if you are not satisfied with the agreement. Please check and tell me where to adjust." "You don't need to adjust anything." Lucille refused, "I will take nothing with me." She laughed with a bitter smile, "I've lost the most thing I want." With the word, Lucille signed her name on the contract. "Mrs. Walson..." Wantz tried to persuade Lucille to change her mind. But Lucille asked him to leave. "I already signed it. Now, please forgive me. I want to stay by myself." Lucille went upstairs and took a shower. After changing her clothes, Lucille decided to leave the home where she had lived for three years with just her ID and profile. And left all the other things. But by the moment she stepped out of the house, she didn't know where to go. "Come and pick me." Lucille finally called her best friend Jackson. Jackson never refused her requests and showed up in his red Ferrari at once. "Hey beautiful, wanna go for a ride with me?" Jackson was so good-looking. He was a very hot guy and every girl in the town wanted to have s*x with him. He winked at Lucille and made her smile. Lucille felt a little bit of relief after she saw Jackson. "Stop that!" She threw her handbag through the car window and was just about to sit when Heyns' voice came behind her. "Where are you going at this late night?" If it was before, Lucille would have given him a good explanation. But now? Lucille sat down and didn't even turn her head back. "Does it matter to you where I go?" Unexpectedly, the man who had forced her to sign the divorce contract earlier showed a hint of anger on his face and grabbed her down from the car. "Come home with me!" He was so strong that Lucille was surprised she couldn't struggle to free. She looked back to Jackson and was eager for help. But Jackson whistled, then left without hesitation, leaving her to Heyns. "Have a wonderful night, beautiful!" "f**k that asshole!" Lucille shouted. "Mind your attitude!" Heyns got angry. He dragged Lucille into the bedroom. The servants in the villa quickly hide their appearance. "What attitude do you want from me, ha?" Lucille was about to find a chance to leave. But when she was put in the bed and saw Heyns's body, she changed her mind. She was the one who made a lot of effort on poison solution for Heyns. But she never enjoyed this man's hot body before. It should be time for her to charge for some interest. Lucille grabbed the man's tie and brought him to her front. "You can't be jealous, can you?" She said so and kissed on Heyn's neck. Her arm slightly touched Heyn's body and went past his chest, directly deep into his pants. "Kiss me back." She ordered. At this moment, Lucille was like a queen. She looked so charming to Heyns. Her blonde hair, her blue eyes, her nose, her lips, and even her jaw... Heyns couldn't help himself to kiss back. Lucille's screaming was soft, but that made Heyns almost lose his mind... It was a long night. When Lucille woke up again, it was shining outside. She was so tired but she felt so happy. Now she can call herself Mrs. Walson. Heyns has already suited up. Now he looked at her with a poker face. "It was a mistake last night. We are about to divorce." Lucille froze to move for a while. She admitted that at the moment she woke up, she thought everything would be OK. But it turned out to be her hopelessly naive daydream. "You are not thinking that I will change my mind today, right?" Heyns looked into Lucille's eyes. "No, no." Lucille started to dress herself up too, "Maybe your assistant forgot to tell you, I've already signed the contract. We are no longer husband and wife now. Congratulations to you, Heyns. You are free! " "Come and pick me up!" Lucille left the bedroom and called Jackson again. "Oh, my pumpkin, you look so gorgeous! I bet you were pretty hot last night, huh? What do you want me to serve you for this time?" Jackson showed as quickly as every other time before. He looked at Lucille's slightly trembling legs with an understood smile. Lucille, however, said, "Shut up, you i***t. I'm a single lady now." Jackson's smile froze on his face. He was pissed off. "Divorce? That stupid guy broke up with you? How dare him!" "Calm down." Lucille stopped Jackson, "Forget Heyns now. Didn't you say earlier that there happens to be a fifty million dollar contract?" "We will take that deal."