After He Shamed Me, I Married a Billionaire

Chapter 3

My son's injury looked serious, but it was only skin-deep. He just needed proper rest to make a full recovery.

Yet as I looked at my son's sleeping face, my heart ached as though it were being stabbed with needles.

Jason, that bastard. I would never let him get away with this.

I was just thinking about how to get back at him when his call came through.

"Vanessa, how did things turn out like this between us? What happened between Emily and me back then was just a one-time mistake, nothing more, but you had to throw a fit and insist on a divorce.

"Now you're raising our child all alone and struggling so hard. Why won't you come back to me? Emily is pregnant now, so I can't just abandon her. At the same time, I can't let go of you either.

"How about this? I'll buy you a villa, and we can go back to the way things were before."

At first, I thought his conscience had finally kicked in and that he was calling to apologize. I never expected his words to become more and more outrageous.

Buy me a villa, and then what? Become his secret mistress?

If my powerful, influential husband heard this, he'd definitely get jealous again.

"Jason, I'll say this one more time, very clearly: I have a husband now, and this son is not yours. If you keep spouting this out-of-line nonsense, watch out. My husband might beat you up.

"There's only one thing I want to discuss with you right now: my grandmother's diamond bracelet. Give it back to me immediately. Otherwise, don't blame me for taking extreme measures."

He let out a snicker on the other end of the line.

"Fine. You want to keep stubbornly lying that you have a husband? Then what is he? A food delivery driver or a courier?

"Extreme measures? Really? Have you two even escaped poverty yet? What can you possibly do to me, a CEO like me?

"When will you ever get it through your head? I'm the ceiling of what you could ever hope to reach.

"And you want your bracelet back? Fine. Come have dinner with me tomorrow. If I'm in a good mood afterward, I'll give it back to you."

Hearing his self-absorbed nonsense, I rolled my eyes.

The ceiling of what I could ever reach?

More like the floor tile.

Ever since my talent for identifying valuable antiques was discovered, countless business tycoons had tried to introduce their sons to me.

I really didn't want to have dinner with such a disgusting person, but for my grandmother's bracelet, I had no choice but to swallow my disgust and go.