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.”

Thankfully, I was able to get some sleep on the plane, because the moment we arrived at the hotel, Agatha told me to

Just as planned, they opted for smokey eye makeup and

almost done with getting ready when David walked into my room, dressed in a black tux and a red brooch complimenting my dress. His gaze slowly

you.” Smiling to get rid of the tension, I

head, David stretched out his hand, offering me his open palm. “Come

Accepting his open-palm invitation, I allowed him to

as Agatha predicted, the pap ara zzi went crazy when I stepped out of my car, my hand interlocked with David’s. We posed for the camera, modeling the Versace outfit. I’m certain that some of them can’t wait to get home and write nothing but lies

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

bet my a ss it’s Jeremy Beckham.” Jeremy is my competitor in the art curating out to steal your shine,

iness. “He was always

rolling my eyes, I leaned in to tell him that not everyone is as dramatic as he is, but when my eyes captured

on David’s arm tightened its hold, squeezing tightly. David, noticing my sudden tensed demeanor trailed my gaze and it

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

trying to keep a relaxed face for the sake of the camera. “This shouldn’t be a problem right?” She glanced at me. “I’ve seen a couple of people divorced that are in

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

turned his head and locked his gaze with mine. I could I sworn that he smiled at me. The crazy b astard smiled at me! We held

that?” David asked skeptically. “You don’t have to do this if

seat, these heels are killing me.” I held onto David’s arm tightly as he led me into the grand hall. Following the number on the invitation card,

trying to