The Billionaire's Forsaken Ex-Wife

'The day is getting dark and he's still not home.' Isabella thought. She was waiting for her husband, Adam Everest. Earlier she had spoken to his secretary who had confirmed that her husband had left the office in the afternoon. Isabella had cooked his favorite meal for him, but the food had gone cold, and each second that passed told Isabella that it was one of those days when her husband wasn't coming back home until the next morning. He was ignoring her calls and texts. Isabella was waiting at the window, in the hope of seeing his car drive in, but there was nothing. 'maybe he's drinking with his co-workers,' Isabella thought. Lying to herself because if Adam was outside drinking, his driver would stay with him but Adam had long sent his driver home. When Isabella questioned him about her husband's whereabouts, like his secretary, he didn't know. A notification rang out in Isabella's phone to show that a message had been sent to her. She eagerly opens the message in the hope that it is from her husband. A disappointed look appeared on Isabella's face when she saw that the message was from her childhood friend, Austin. She didn't bother to read his messages. It had only been recently since she reconnected with her childhood friend. After Isabella's marriage to Adam, she cut off a lot of people in her life because of her husband's demands. For over three years Isabella had been feeling like her marriage was standing on a rock, shaking continuously as Adam continued to distance himself from her. She had been trying to save her marriage, to do anything that could please Adam so that he could go back to the sweet loving man that she married. "Hey girl, what's up? I need you to meet me at Majestic Hotel, room 127, there is something urgent you need to see!!!" Isabella read the text message she got from her best friend, Camilla. She was about to ignore it and continue staring outside the window until she got a text message from her husband. "Majestic hotel. room 127. come now!!!" "It's the same place," Isabella said to herself as she checked both text messages again. "What is going on?" She tried calling her husband and Camilla but neither of them picked up their phone. "Ma. Please where are you going?" Marco said. He was Adam's driver and sometimes drove Isabella when Adam didn't need his service. "It's late, let me drive the car for you." "It's okay Marco, I will do this myself. I'm going to see my husband, I will be back soon." Isabella smiled, although her lips couldn't stretch out into a proper smile. She felt worried. When Isabella got to the hotel, she asked the receptionist which floor she could find room 127. Room 127 was a royal suite. The door to the room was slightly open. Isabella stepped into the room without knocking, she heard the moaning sound of two individuals. One sounded like her husband. Isabella gasped loudly at the sight of her husband having s*x with another woman. Her hands hovered over her mouth as her purse loudly hit the floor, capturing her husband's attention. For a second, shock and shame flash through Adam's handsome facial features. But his expression became cold as he pulled himself away from the woman he was with. Revealing a naked Camilla. "Camilla?" Isabella said with a weak voice. She couldn't believe it. Her best friend, the one she had placed her trust in. Camilla used to comfort and advise her about her marriage, by telling her that Adam would one day be his old self and come back to her. Adam put on his trousers that he had picked up from the floor. He gave a tired sigh as he lit a cigarette and said, "Why are you here? Aren't you supposed to be waiting for me at home?" Isabella felt herself flinch at the harsh tone in his voice. She felt sad and angry but in front of Adam, she had no confidence in herself, even as she was breaking down. Adam turned to Camilla, "Did you leave the door open?" "Babe are you crazy?! Why on earth would I do that?! I'm sure that this crazy woman did something to let herself in." Camilla lied. She glares at Isabella. Not only had Camilla left the door open for Isabella to come in and catch them in the act, but she had secretly sent Isabella a message through Adam's phone, without his knowledge. 'now this useless wretch finally knows the truth.' Camilla thought. She was tired of just being Adam's mistress. She wanted more and Adam wasn't willing to break things off with his wife. Isabella gathered up a little courage, her fists tightened as she asked her husband, "Is that all you have to say? You are not going to apologize to me after betraying me like this?" Isabella's voice cracked as she spoke. "Adam, this... This isn't you." Adam scoffs, "What version of me do you have in your head?" He asked coldly, "Please don't tell me that it's a sweet and loving husband who cares about you if you get hurt. If you knew that you didn't want to get hurt, then you shouldn't have followed me here, seeing you at home is hard for me already but now I also have to deal with this. I never knew that you were an obsessive kind of woman Isabella, what kind of woman follows her husband around? This shows that you don't even trust me and now you want to start acting like the victim?" Isabella cried out more at Adam's words. She had so much to say but felt too weak to get any words out. Camilla was smiling evilly at her, as she wrapped her hands around Adam who didn't even bother to push her away. Camilla lay a kiss on Adam's naked back. "Camilla!" Isabella said with rage. She wanted to drag Camilla by her hair but Adam's next word stopped her. "Get out!" Adam said. He was still smoking, refusing to look at Isabella, "If you don't leave, I'm going to call the security to throw you out." "I was beginning to wonder when she was going to leave," Camilla kissed Adam's neck and whispered loudly in his ears for Isabella to hear, "Let's get back to what we were doing before she barged in." Isabella ran out of the room in tears, without remembering to pick up her purse that was still on the floor.