Billionaire's Pregnant Ex-wife

Was Grey Jealous of Ash?

Pain jolted inside my chest. I swallowed hard, pushing that unwanted emotion away. At least there gone, i told myself, walking into the kitchen to place the steaming hot dishes on the food tolley. Having Grey in

I returned to the table where the brothers were seated. At the sight of me, they turned in my direction, their gazes lingering on my face, as though they hadn't yet recovered from the shocking similarities I shared "Happy birthday!" The

man with the blue lagoon eyes and midnight black hair spoke. My head snapped in his direction, my eyes wide and my mouth parted open as I realized he held a phone in his hand.

A deep blush crept onto my cheeks, Luckily, no one noticed my embarrassment. I immediately resumed placing the platters on the table until everything was neatly arranged.

When I finally placed the last platter on the table and was satisfied with the wholesome arrangement, I turned to them with a smile on my lips and said, "Please enjoy your meal." "Is that Grandma Leilani?" Before I could push the food trolley away, I heard one brother ask.

"Yes," was the last word I heard before I made it across the room.

***

The kitchen was in a hustle. A throng of guests had just entered the restaurant, and orders were coming in swiftly. To make matters worse, one of the kitchen staff received an emergency call from home and wa duties.

Instead

of returning to the dining area where I should be, I filled in for the absent staff and channeled my energy into the bustling kitchen. I washed dishes, garnished plates, sliced what needed to be sliced, and did eve By the time I emerged from the kitchen, the throng of customers had finally subsided, and only a few guests remained in the dining area. The table where the brothers were seated was now empty, but they left a dollar bill on the table.

I eyed the glass door, hoping to find one of them standing there to thank him for the tip, but the upscale door was empty. A sigh of regret escaped my lips as I took the tip and slipped it into the front pocket of my Gathering the plates and stacking them carefully, I placed them on top of a round tray and carried them to the kitchen to be washed. It took me three trips to empty the table of glassware, cutlery, and plates. As I was aligning the chairs symmetrically, a sudden discomfort descended on my shoulder. It was an unusual feeling I had whenever I was being quietly watched. Abruptly, I turned around to see who it was. I stood frozen in my place when a pair of charcoal eyes met mine.

Grey's stepbrother, Ash Bradford, was standing right in front of the upscale door with a bouquet of red roses in his hand. There was no time to escape. Before I could even

move a muscle, he crossed the distance between us and pressed a kiss on my cheek. "Happy birthday, Lily," he whispered against my ear.

It was that untimely moment when Grey appeared at the door and witnessed the scene.

Grey's face twisted into an ugly mask of rage. His

hands balled into fists at his sides. For a moment, I thought he would march over to where Ash stood and smash his fists

into his face. But then he surprised me by unclenching his fists. Defeat flickered in his eyes, then pain and loss. Before I could figure out what he felt deep within, the emotions on his face vanished, and he turne He walked away in a matter of seconds before I could even move an inch.

"For you, Lily," Ash said, his deep voice making me turn to him. He thrust the bouquet of roses into my hand before I could express my objections. This is so wrong, I thought to myself as I reluctantly took the flo and kiss me on the cheek like that. And the flowers? Anyone would think he was courting me now.

"I don't want you to do that again, Ash. I'm war Successfully unlocked! ss me on the cheek without my permission, I will hit you in the face. I won't even hesitate to quit puu, iwanie. Anger flared in my eyes; he m "It's just a simple peck on the cheek, Lily," he replied nonchalantly, as though Grey hadn't seen him kiss me. "I've kissed women on the lips, and they don't even care. In fact, they liked it." Was Grey Jealous of Ach?

"For decency's sake, Ash. I'm not just any other woman. I am your brother's wife, I hissed under my breath, wanting to throttle some sense into him.

"Not for long," he whispered, the corner of his lips

twitching into a smile. It took every ounce of self-

restraint not to do what Grey should have done to his face-punch him.

"My brother is planning to divorce you. Isn't he?" Ash asked, but the words sounded more like a statement than a question.

I stared at him incredulously. "H-how did you know?" I gasped.

"Everyone knows, Lily. My brother is planning to marry Natalia Romani. Once the divorce process ends, he will marry the woman he really loves," Ash flashed me

a smile, as though the divorce pleased him.

I swallowed the lump in my throat, trying to look unaffected. "What if he does? It won't change how I feel towards you, Ash,

I replied, a wave of satisfaction rushing within me as I watched the smile dissolve from his lips.

"You have no one, Lily. Once Grey divorces you, you're nothing," Ash spat bitterly, his eyes boring into mine.

Fighting his gaze, I didn't even blink. "I have myself. I don't need to rely on anyone."

With my chin held high, I thrust the bouquet

of roses back into his arms. "Not even you, Ash."

"I'm here. Why don't you learn to love me the way

you love my brother?" he whispered painfully, his fists tightening around the bouquet, crushing the delicate petals with force.

"It's easier said than done. If I could do that, I should have done it years ago," I replied, guilt gnawing at me as I surveyed the wretched expression on his face. That must have been the same look on my face w

"If I can't have you, no one will. Not even my brother," Ash promised, and for a moment, the murderous glint in his midnight eyes startled me.noveldrama

"Goodbye, Ash," I told him firmly.

"We're not yet finished, Lily," he said before slamming the bouquet of roses on the table and

marching toward the door.

I watched until the glass door closed behind him. Ash was gone, but I stood rooted in place, trembling from his threat.

I had treated him harshly, but it was better to push him away than encourage him to continue pursuing me.

Taking a deep breath, I picked up the

bouquet from the table. The lovely petals were ruined. I had no use for them anyway, so I regretfully dropped them in the nearby trash can.

As I made my way to the employee room, Grey's face

when Ash kissed me on the cheek flashed in my thoughts. Abruptly, I stopped.

It was the first time I saw Grey look at Ash as though he wanted to murder him. If looks could kill, I wouldn't be surprised if his brother were dead right

now.

No! Of course not, Lily. He doesn't love you, a logical part of my brain scolded harshly, and my shoulders sagged at the painful thought.

With a deep sigh escaping my lips, I continued walking.

The only woman Grey had ever loved was Natalia Romani. Whatever he felt toward Ash was resentment, not jealousy.

I reached the employee room and pulled the door open.