Billionaire's Pregnant Ex-wife

Don't Mess With Me

The air of elegance that Natalia carried with her vanished, revealing a woman who, despite her beauty, was harboring insecurities "You-

she spat, her cheeks turning crimson. She spoke loudly enough to attract the attention of the small crowd. Realizing a dozen pairs of eyes were on her, she pursed her lips into a thin fine. "Sorry to cut this conversation short. You're not the only guest I have to attend to." I didn't waste a moment waiting for her reply Turning my back to her, I held my chin up and walked away

I closed the door to the employee room and let go of the breath I hadn't realized I was holding before collapsing onto the upholstered chair.

My eyes fluttered closed. I almost didn't recognize myself a moment ago. It was as if an inner beast had been unleashed

within me

The door opened

abruptly. My eyes flew open at the sound, and I found Lia closing the door before sitting in the chair next

to me

I'm sorry I didn't mean to eavesdrop, but I heard everything," she breathed, worry sparkling in her eyes. "Are you okay?" she asked, trying to read the emotions behind my impassive expression.

“1 am fine, Lia. Thank you for asking." I eased the worry that had been written all over her face.

"Don't feel guilty about what happened, okay? Natalia was rude to you. She deserves everything you said to her." Lia's tone was reassuring.

Realizing she had read my thoughts well, I straightened in my seat, my eyes wide with surprise. How could she pinpoint exactly what I felt while I was still recovering from the storm inside me after what had just

"You handled the situation with

grace, Lily. If I were in your shoes, I would have slapped Natalia and pulled her hair until she went bald," Lia exclaimed, pumping her fist in the air as if she were playing the scenario in her mind.

I knew Lia was trying to make me feel better, and somehow, her words were working.

"You're so brutal, Lia,” I mumbled, attempting to suppress a smile.

"I must admit, I am. But there's a good reason behind that. If we let people hurt us, they will do it again. We should show them we are not the type to mess with."noveldrama

"That's what I admire most about you, Li. Your honesty," I whispered.

Lia just smiled in response.

When we finally returned to the dining area, a flock of customers had entered the restaurant. But

it wasn't the astounding number of customers that made me stop; it was the sight of Grey with Natalia seated opposite each other.

Crash!

I felt my heart drop to the floor before it shattered into a million pieces.

They looked so good together. Helplessly, a voice in my head twisted my fragile heart even more.

The sight of them was painful, but I couldn't just stand here and sulk. I had a job to do. Pulling myself together, I straightened my posture before turning to the counter.

Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Lía dash to a table to collect a guest's order. Tearing my gaze off her, I went straight to the kitchen to grab a food trolley, glanced at the list of orders flashing on the monitor, and collected the dishes listed on the screen before placing them all inside the trolley.

With all the food gathered, I pushed the trolley out the door.

"VIP table number eight, I repeated in my head. My gaze surveyed the tables, counting them until it stopped

at the one where Natalia and Grey were seated.

Cursed be the fates! I pulled to an abrupt stop with the curse echoing in my mind.

Lord, I'd been so good to you. What did I do to deserve this? A whining voice echoed in my thoughts.

But whatever complaints I had, I pushed them away as quickly as they came. Be polite. Be professional. Act with class. I

repeated the words in my head like a mantra and pushed the trolley until

it rolled across the floor.

"Here's the food you ordered, ma'am and sir." The words were soft and polite; no one would guess I was brutally murdering them in my mind.

With grace and expertise, I served the food the Successfully unlocked! owing my movements with his eyes, but I acted normally, pretending I wasn't bothered by unose piercing gray eyes.

Given how calm I was while serving them, I truly deserved an award. Under normal circumstances, a wife would

be enraged at the sight of her husband and his mistress together. But I valued my job and respected him enough-

though he did not deserve it-to not cause a scene.

Don't Mess With Me

If the truth were to come out and everyone learned he was my husband, all hell would break loose, Benedict Bradford, Grey s father, would strip him of his inheritance.

But could there be a better revenge than making Grey lose his valued inheritance? An evil voice whispered in my ear, and for a moment, I was tempted by the idea.

Why not?

Natalia Romani would leave him in the blink of an eye if that happened. She would then hop onto her next target, leaving him begging on his knees. That's the kind of woman she is. Not content with juste man. The scenes I pictured in my mind were so tempting that it took all my will and strength to banish them

I shuddered at myself for even entertaining the idea. I had self-

respect and class, I wouldn't allow myself to be cheap and desperate enough to cause a scene in front of this audience of upper-

class members and prominent families.

I heaved a sigh and straightened my spine after placing the last plate on the table.