Billionaire’s Ex-wife : Craving You

Chapter 13

RAVEL

Hazel looks as beautiful as ever. I may have pulled her out of my life, but that doesn’t deter the fact that she’s a very beautiful woman; always has been. “Hello, Hazel.” The moment I called out her name, her fingers clenched tightly on the stem of her champagne flute. “It’s nice to see you again.”

Lifting her gaze, she smiled at me, the wrinkles that form at the corner of her eyes any time she smiles, clearly missing. “I wish I could say the same, Mr. Southwark.”

My jaw clenched at her formality. “What happened to Rav?” I’m used to hearing her call me that.

Tilting her head, she blinked slowly at me, as if bored by my presence. “That seems rather unprofessional, don’t you think so Mr. Southwark?”

The young man seated next to her placed his hand on hers and my eyes followed the movement. “If you feel comfortable calling me that, then it’s fine.” Flagging down a waitress, I picked up two champagne flutes and passed one to June, who muttered appreciation. Leaning back, my hand leisurely relaxed on June’s seat. “Congratulations on your nomination Hazel.”

She smiled tightly yet again. “Thank you, Mr. Southwark.” The other young lady whispered something to her before walking away. “And please, I’d appreciate it if you call me Ms. Blacks.” She stared at me intently, “Only family and friends are allowed to call me by my first name, and you’re neither of those.”

Chuckling, I bit my inner cheek. “I was once your family Hazel,” I’ll be caught dead before I refer to her by her father’s name, “Doesn’t that count for something?”

“No, it doesn’t.” She deadpanned, her expression relaxed, “Do not insult your date by insinuating such.”

My date? I turned to June and smiled at her. “I’m not being disrespectful and she knows that.” If anything, I’m only trying to have a civil conversation. “We’re stuck on the same table the whole night, don’t you think it’s only right that we pipe down the aggression?”

“Aggression?” Hazel let out a short mocking laugh. “Correct me if I’m wrong Mr. Southwark, but I haven’t snapped at you even once ever since you occupied that seat.” Twirling the content of her glass, her lips stretched into a smile. “If you think I’m being aggressive, then you need to check your conscience, Mr. Southwark.”

stood to his feet and helped Hazel up. My eyes slowly frisk her body, starting from the swell of her breast, down to her hips, and when it settled on the ridiculously

of my thought. I almost chuckled at being caught ogling. “I was

that, you shouldn’t be upset when we ogle.” With my smirk still locked in place, I placed my hand on June’s lap. “I’m very sure I’m not the only male who almost got a f u cking bo ner just by looking at

into a tight ball. “I can see you aren’t less of the animal you were two years ago.” She leered at June, “Even though I shouldn’t,

living a better

to leave, and for

moment and shook her head with bitter disappointment before walking away. I had a lot I wanted to say to her, a whole lot,

me.

away

from

Chapter 13

phone and frowned when I saw a text message from a very familiar number. I gritted my jaw as I quickly read the message. Stifling a curse, I chucked the phones over to Raymond.

jumping into action. June waited for Raymond to leave before speaking up. “Is

find anything or anyone that might stand out. “Yeah, everything

glad everything

face squeezed into a

happy.” She leaned forward and placed her head on my arm. “I know how much you love

.

or did she just assume that? Suddenly

times I found her engrossed in her phones, I smiled, and the other times I find her holding that man’s hand, I

gaze from Hazel, I blinked at Desmond, the anchor of today’s event. “We need you on the stage. It’s time to present