Billionaire’s Ex-wife : Craving You

Chapter 12

HAZEL

For the umpteenth time, David told me that we have to leave for the airport, but here I am, repeating the same instruction for the twentieth time. “Remember to give her the ducky doll and give me a call to wish her good night before putting her to

bed.”

“For Go d’s sake Hazel!” David groaned, his head craned towards the heavens, “You’ve said that a million times!” I rolled my eyes; speak of exaggeration. “I’m sure Daphne gets the memo. Let’s go or we’ll miss our flight.”

“Fine! I’m coming!” Leaning down, I kissed a sleeping Daisy on the forehead before walking out of her room. David who has been waiting in the hallway fell in line behind me. “You’re going to be gone for only twenty-four hours.”

He held the door open for me as I got into the back seat before joining me. “I’m going to be gone for more than twenty-four hours if I get that award.” I glared at Agatha seated in front, “A certain someone agreed to interviews.”

Agatha, my secretary and social manager chuckled. “Interviews are requirements if you get the award.” She picked up her tablet, “I’m sure David agrees with me too.”

“Let’s stop using the word if,” David mumbled as he leaned back and closed his eyes. “She’s going to win the award, I’m sure of it.”

My lips stretched into a smile. “Thanks for the vote of confidence.” Copying his position, I closed my eyes. “Wake me when we get to the airport.”

“Why don’t you hold that sleep until you get on the plane?” Agatha requested.

I rolled my eyes inwardly. “Whatever.”

to get to our hotel room. Thankfully, I was able to get some sleep on the plane, because the moment we arrived at the hotel, Agatha told me to grab a shower because the makeup crew and designer are on their way to the

quick shower and grabbed something to eat before the crew arrived. Just as planned, they opted for smokey eye makeup and a

dressed in a black tux and a red brooch complimenting my dress. His gaze slowly racked my body as he took in my dress, his gaze lingering on the slit and

rid of the tension, I grabbed my clutch.

to looking good?” I shrugged in response, my eyes twi nkling with mischievousness. Shaking his head, David stretched out his hand, offering me his open palm. “Come on,

I allowed him

when I stepped out of my car, my hand interlocked with David’s. We posed for the camera, modeling

to me and whispered in my ear that we should get going and just as I was about to walk away from the red carpet, the crowd went crazy. Curious to know the reason for their craziness, I looked at the black sleek Benz that

Chapter 12

competitor in the art curating out to steal your shine, which was why he

iness. “He was always

that not everyone is as dramatic as he is, but when my eyes captured who got down from the

is Ravel doing here? My palm which was once lying lazily on David’s arm tightened its hold, squeezing tightly. David, noticing my sudden

we informed that he’ll be showing up?” David hissed

She mumbled, trying to keep a relaxed face for the sake of the camera. “This shouldn’t

scolded her. He placed his other hand on mine which was resting on his arm. “If you want to

sworn that he smiled at me. The crazy b astard smiled at me! We held each other’s gaze

David asked skeptically. “You don’t

arm tightly as he led me into the grand hall. Following the number on the invitation card, we made our way to

hall, trying to catch sight of Ravel, and