Running Away With a Billionaire’s Heir

The next two weeks spent in dumping everything I treasured before.

The designer dresses Ethan bought me was given to charity.

The furniture, once symbol of our quality time, now the stain of their infidelity, was burnt.

The expensive decorations removed along with all the photo frames of us together.

And the Island he bought for me, I sold it to his greatest rival, making him more stronger.

While I was doing all this, Ethan only thought I was merely renovating the house. The irony! He did not doubt me for a second because in his eyes, I was so dependent on him that leaving him was nearly impossible to me.

And finally the day arrived. Through out our journey to Paris, Ethan continued to praise me, take care of me and oftenly kiss me to show his love.

His show to outsiders would catch people's attention towards us. Everyone felt envious seeing how the famous billionaire treated his wife like a queen.

But, only I knew at what price.

Just when we entered the hotel room, he picked up a call and spoke, his voice almost mechanical, like a practiced tone.

"What? Are you stupid? How can you... I clearly told you guys to cancel all my meetings. I'm with my wife right now!"

"I don't care how much I loose. Even if I go bankrupt today, It doesn't matter. It's my wife's birthday and..."

I barely suppressed myself from throwing up after listening to this man. How could I not see through his pathetic act of love before?

"It's okay, Ethan." I said, tired of his act and wanted to cut it off, "You can go if there is something important to you. My birthday... Well it's a whole night. We can celebrate it when you return after handling the meeting."

"Oh, Elena... You are so sweet!" He said, pulling me in his arms. "You are so much understanding. That's why I love you so much."

Understanding or ignorant, a fool?

"I'll be back in an hour. I promise." He said while breaking our hug. "And, when I return I'll give you the most precious gift for your birthday."

You have already given. Betrayal!

"Okay." I said while placing my hands on my belly. "When you return, I'll also surprise you."

"My wife wants to gift me on her birthday. It must be something huge then!" He said before leaving, excitement of meeting his little slut written all over his face.

I watched him disappear from my eyesight before I carefully placed the divorce papers in a velvet box along with our wedding ring and the family heirloom he gave me days ago.

He didn't even realise he was signing the divorce papers when I asked him to sign some formalities given by the maternity hospital because that day Maya told him she wanted him rough on bed.

For the first time, I thanked Maya in my mind for distracting my husband from me.

Just then my phone buzzed. It was my mentor's call.

"Everything is done, Aris. Your flight is an hour later. So, hurry up." He said, "You will travel by the name Abby Black."

I hang up the call as I grabbed my luggage I hadn't unpacked intentionally. So, this was it. My final goodbye to Ethan and to myself as Elena.

Goodbye Elena. Now, I'm Abby Black.