Billionaire Heiress Wanted A Divorce

Chapter 5 A Choice To Make

　　(Maxwell’s POV)

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　　After meeting the new client, I smiled knowing I could strike another deal successfully. Karl Knight was a man with a lot of money, and he could be the answer to the solution for my company to settle our huge debt sooner.

　　With Knight Corporation coming in as our client, I may no longer need to serve Thompson Gems and would cut the leash Scarlett had on me one day. Sooner or later, I was sure I would grow tired f*****g a woman like Scarlett but as long as it felt right, I would go on with my addiction on her body.

　　After my meeting with the clients, I texted Layla that I would not return home for dinner as a client needed me that night. That was not actually a lie. Scarlett was my client, and she was in need of my services that night.

　　In response to Scarlett’s request for us to take it to the next level in our relationship, I had planned for a sweet candlelight dinner for just the two of us at a luxurious and private fine dining restaurant. A place that I took Layla once to celebrate our second wedding anniversary. And a place that had a private room away from other guests.

　　At the restaurant, my jaw almost dropped to the floor seeing how sexy Scarlett dressed in a tight-fitting red dress. The plunging neckline of her dress is cut very low that made her breast almost fully in display. “You look stunning tonight, Scar”

　　My gaze lingered on her red pouty lips which I knew was not all natural, but I loved kissing them, “I could not take my eyes from you the moment you walked in”

　　She smiled while teasing me with her tongue wetting her lips slowly. Then she swirled the wine in her glass, saying her words like a soft caress, “You always know how to make a girl feel special. I have been thinking about you all day, Max”

　　Under the table, I could feel her feet in between my legs, finding the hardness that was already forming in my pants. I cleared my throat and felt shiver down my spine, “It is because you are special, Scar. You make everything more.. exciting.. to me”

　　I held my breath feeling her rubbing my d**k with her toes, gently. She raised her eyebrow and leaned closer, “Is that so? What exactly do you mean exciting, Max?”

　　I grinned and my thumb gently stroked her wrist, “You know what I mean” leaning in until our faces were inches apart, I whispered, “I want you, Scarlett. Tonight, and every night after this”

　　Her smiled reached her ears and I could see her eyes sparkled with joy. I had given her the impression that I would consider marrying her one day and that tiny hope had made her walk towards me and sit on my lap.

　　“I’m not wearing any panties” she straddled over my crotch with her legs on each side of my thigh. Her hand reached down and unzip my pant to release my erected d**k. “Say you want me, Max”

　　“I want you. Yes, baby” my voice became breathless with my mouth on her n*****s, sucking hungrily. I felt her teasing the tip of my c**k on her wet p***y as she lowered her body slowly to let it slip inside.

　　As she rides on me, I felt every thrust bringing me close to ecstasy. I was lost for words and groaned in desire to push in deeper inside of her.

　　“I want you to meet my father, Max. I want you to make our relationship official. Do you want that?”

　　“Yes! Yes, I will –” I knew I was going to regret my answer, but I did not want her to stop f*****g me at that moment. I carried her to the table and thrust inside of her hard and fast, not caring that her moaning sound would be heard in the other room.

　　The excitement was short-lived when my eyes saw a message that came into my phone from Layla. I had switched my phone to silent mode. Getting about ten messages from her meant something was not right.

　　After I finished myself inside of Scarlett, I kissed her passionately and guided her to sit on her chair. While we put on our clothes, I was reading the messages received from my wife.

　　What got my attention was a s*x video that was clearly showing me f*****g Scarlett, except that Scarlett’s face was blurred out in the images. “Oh my God!”

　　“What is it, Max?” Scarlett asked as she put on some lipstick on her lips. “Is it your wife looking for you?”

　　“Worse than that” I looked up and saw Scarlett looking at me, “I need to go. You can have whatever you want from the menu”

　　“Max, what is happening? Talk to me”

　　“She knows, Scar. Layla found out about my affair. Someone sent her our s*x video”

　　“Is that not good? At least she knows you don’t love her anymore”

　　“Not this way, Scarlett. This is not good for me, definitely not for us” not wanting to stay any longer at the restaurant, I left.

　　The drive home was slow and torturous. My hands felt numb and my mouth dry. The video recordings shared by Layla showed my affair with a woman. Someone was watching us, and I do not know why or who had done it.

　　I was careless and did not expect Layla would find out about my affair in such a way that would hurt her the most. I nervously checked the video and the divorce paper she sent for me to sign.

　　With the s*x video, Layla would most likely get half of my properties when we divorced. I could not let that happen. I had to find a way out of this misery.

　　As I reached our home, I opened the door and stepped inside. The warmth of our home hit me like a wave. A home that I used to be looking forward to coming home to, before I screwed up our marriage with my uncontrollable s****l desires for Scarlett.

　　“Sweetheart?” I called out to her name as I knew she was at home. Her shoes were neatly placed near the door. “Layla, we need to talk.”

　　My voice was met with silence, but I could hear some noise coming from our bedroom. I ran to our room and found her with a suitcase filled with her things ready to be locked, “It is fake. That man in the video is not me, Layla. You need to trust me”

　　My words hung in the air like a bomb that had just exploded. A deafening silence came next.

　　“Sweetheart, what are you doing? Where are you going? You can’t leave. You have nowhere to go. Calm down and let’s talk”

　　She took steps back, her hand drying her eyes with tears still wetting her cheeks. “You even have her scent on you. Where were you? f*****g her again?”

　　“The video is not true, sweet--”

　　- SLAP! –

　　I felt the sting on my cheeks as her hand landed hard on it. It was so hard that my ears had a ringing sound next.

　　“I have enough of your lies, Max. I’m done! I will never be fooled by your lies ever again. Now, MOVE!”

　　“Where do you plan to go, Layla? You have no one else except for me. Don’t be silly. We can talk about it”

　　“Move out of the way, Max” I blocked her path to exit our room, insisting her stay and hear my suggestion.

　　“I want a divorce, Max.”

　　“Why? Because of that fake video you sent to me?” I grabbed her suitcase from her, but she kicked me on my knees and pushed me down to the ground.

　　“You broke my trust in you. I can’t be with someone who I do not trust!” She moved past me while carrying her suitcase.

　　“Layla, if you leave me, I will not beg for you to come back and I will not give you a single cent of my money!”

　　“FINE!” Then, she left slamming the door shut loudly.

　　I stood behind the closed door and took several deep breaths, froze while trying to process everything that was going on in my messed-up brain. Should I run after her? Chasing the wife that I had thought of leaving for the past several months? Or should I run towards the woman I desire the most?

　　“She left me” I whispered to myself while still staring at a blank space at the door. “Well, at least now I’m free”

　　I chuckled to myself and walked towards the cabinet and took a bottle of an alcoholic drink, partly to bury my self-pity for hurting my wife and partly feeling relieved that I could now go forward with my relationship with Scarlett. “She will come back. She has no friends and nowhere to live. You are going to crawl back to me, sweetheart”

　　Then, my phone rang. “Not a good time, Rory. I’m busy”

　　“Mr. Thorne. We have great news coming from the Knight Corporation. It seems they like our latest designs very much and you are invited to attend their coming grand banquet, an exclusive invite for both you and your wife” I could hear Rory cheering from the other end. I should be cheering too but my heart did not feel the same.

　　After ending the call with my secretary, I sat back and let out a loud sigh. “Can my life get any worse than this?”

　　The man behind the large investor from Knight Corporation, Karl Knight valued reputation so much and I knew for sure the banquet would not tolerate anyone taking a mistress as accompany. Scarlett would not be happy about this.

　　That left me with one option, “I have to find my wife to come back for the banquet”