Dumping My Billionaire Ex

That person had a slim figure, delicate makeup, and a captivating aura.

"Edwin, Tilda called softly, her gaze full of affection.

Edwin glanced at her briefly, responding with indifference.

"Leaving so soon?" Tilda's disappointment was clear as she peeked in. "Since everyone's here, why not stick around a bit?"

Edwin, disinterested, replied, "Nah, you guys go ahead, enjoy yourselves"

Tilda's disappointment was evident as she clenched her fists silently.

Edric's disgruntled vo

voice chimed in from behind. "Edwin, come on, our Princess Tilda hardly ever gets a chance, don't rain on her parade." In Edric's mind. Tilda was a princess.

"Yeah, I have been crazy busy lately, feel like I'm running on fumes, Tilda chimed in wearily, massaging her shoulders.

Back in the day, Edwin used to dote on her, making her his top priority and dropping everything for her. But now, he was totally unresponsive, his expression indifferent as ever.

forever. She'd expected him to reach out like before, showering her with care.

Doubt clouded Tilda's eyes. Edwin had publicly vowed to protect her forever. But he'd disappeared without a word, not even bothering to call.

Initially relieved by Edwin's divorce from Sharon, Tilda had thought her time had finally come. But now, she felt an inexplicable sense of uncase.

Edwin didn't respond to Tilda or even turn back. Instead, he stepped past her and walked away.Copyright by Nôv/elDrama.Org.

Tilda's heart sank, and her tears burst forth. With quick steps, she caught up to Edwin in the hallway. "Edwin, I miss your She ran towards him, embracing him tightly from behind and resting her head against his back.

Edwin came to a stop. His back stiffened, but he didn't turn around.

Tilda held him tighter. "Edwin, in the four years since I left, not a day went by that I didn't think of you. Can we start over?"

matters to light and discussing them, there'd never be a

Edric texted her that Edwin was at Nexus and insisted that without bringing certain ma resolution.

Tilda, with a massive ego, had been spoiled by Edwin since her youth, and Edric was always at her beck and call as a loyal follower. Her sense of superiority made her feel above everyone else. Despite reading Edric's advice, she had no intention of dropping her facade. But Edwin's recent indifference shook her. She realized without action, she might lose Edwin even after his divorce

Tilda cried behind Edwin. "Even if you're angry, using four years of separation as punishment is more than enough."

Outwardly, she was radiant and graceful, a goddess in her own right. But now, in front of Edwin, she was soft spoken and teary-eyed, her voice filled with a gentle sadness that touched the heart. Edwin gently pulled away from her embrace, facing her directly

Tilda's eyes lit up, expecting a hug. Instead, Edwin lightly placed his hand on her shoulder. "If you're free tomorrow, come with me somewhere," he

said.

Tilda looked at him, feeling her heart sink. He didn't immediately accept her confession. She had completely set aside her pride, even lo seck reconciliation with him.

her dignity,

Tilda vividly remembered Edwin's past affection and indulgence. She had truly believed he would be thrilled and immediately agree at this point.

The huge gap between what she expected and what actually happened left her stunned. She couldn't even cry, just stared at him in bewilderment. Edwin didn't insist and prepared to leave again.

Tilda, feeling anxious, hastily grabbed his arm. "Tim free, wherever you want to go, I'll go with you."

'At least he didn't reject me. Not saying no means there is still hope, Tilda thought.

Over the years, she had experienced a lot abroad, and she finally understood that in this world, there was no man like Edwin who was both outstanding and loving her to the core. Today, Sharon came to live stream by a pond with Irene and Ethan. Located northeast of Foxton, the pond had fish and water lilies inside.

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Now was the season of water lilies in full bloom. The white flowers floated delicately on the water's surface, supported by sturdy stems. It was as beautiful as a painting.

All three wore fox masks. Ethan was clapping along. Irene was setting the vibe, and Sharon, in a long dress, stood in the middle. When the wind picked up, it lifted the corners of her skin, and her hair floated, giving her a fairy tale look.

The fans in the livestream room flooded the comments with praise and admiration, Some were gushing over Sharon's beauty, others were all about Irene's cuteness, and there were plenty loving Ethan's chill vibe.

Sharon, reminiscing about her childhood, started singing local folk songs, her voice e sweet. The livestream chat went wild with excitement.

"OMG, this scenery, this person, this voice, like, TV shows can't even compare."

"I'm gonna pass out, seriously,"

I'm dying, this voice is everything"

"Can I just die in the embrace of Foxy Damon....

watch your language, Baby Fox is here"

Ethan, usually reserved, couldn't resist joining Sharon in singing. Meanwhile, Irene, not much of a singer, danced along the shore, matching their melody with adorable moves. "OMG, this family is melting my heart."

"Who knew Daddy Fox could sing like that too!"

"Hey Baby Fox, watch out you don't jump into the water.

The screen overflowed with compliments and reminders from everyone. Soon, the livestream room was bursting with nearly eight million viewers. and the numbers kept climbing.

Bay sat before his computer, smiling as he watched Sharon's livestream. He reached out to touch her face, relieved to see her back in action.

After their performance, the trio ended the livestream. Ethan cleaned up while Irene held a net bag filled with the fish he caught. She chatted happily with them, warning, "Seule down or Grandpa will cook you

up."

After that, Sharon went to mail some local goodies to Alanna alone. On her way back, she strolled leisurely until a motorcycle roared out of nowhere. Its rider, a menacing figure, bore down on her with deadly intent

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