Billionaire’s Ex-wife : Craving You

Chapter 47
HAZEL
(FIVE YEARS AGO)
Things have been crazy with Ravel and his family. He claims everything is okay, but I know better than to believe it. His mother is upset with him for choosing me. According to Elenor’s side of the story, Mrs. Anne wants him to marry the daughter of their father’s friend, who is also a business mogul.
In as much as I respect Mrs. Anne, I still feel she should let her son make his decision; she should let him marry out of love and not money. How much money could she possibly want to have after all the riches and wealth that her husband’s family and her family have accumulated over the years?
The Southwarks are known to be generationally rich. Never in human history have they ever been recorded to be poor, so she should let her son breathe? I understand that she is trying to uphold the family’s legacy even after her husband’s death, but then I equally feel that her children’s happiness should also matter.
“Hazel!” Oscar called out from the kitchen hallway. I looked up from the dishes and blinked at him with a slight smile. “Mrs. Southwark is demanding to see you.”
My smile dropped instantly. “what did you say?”
“Mrs. Southwark is demanding to see you.” He repeated. Dropping the sponge, I pulled off the gloves and apron, wiped my hands, and tried to walk past Oscar but he grabbed my forearm. “what exactly is your deal with that family?” he asked curiously. “I’ve seen Mr. Ravel drop and pick you up countless times, I’ve equally seen Elenor Southwark come around to see you and now Mrs. Southwark herself is here demanding to see you.”
Arching a brow, I glared at his hand which was holding onto me. “Are you trying to confirm the rumor among the staff?”
He frowned, reluctantly letting me go. “what are you saying? I’m only asking because I’m worried about you. That family – isn’t one that you should mess with.”
“I’ve overheard you guys countless times Oscar.” I hissed slowly, trying my best not to snap. “I even heard you guys whether I’m dating Ravel or not.”
bet on
His eyes widened. “you are on a first-name basis with him?” I scoffed at his audacity. “sh it!” he cursed out aloud, “I just lost hundred dollars to those scoundrels.”
“What the f uck did you just say?” I took a step towards him, ready to scratch his eyes out. “you shamelessly stand before me and confirm that you guys indeed placed a bet on me.”

Rolling his eyes, he stepped away from the doorway. “don’t be silly Hazel.” My glare intensified “You should go ahead, I’m sure you do not want to keep Mrs. Southwark waiting in her car.”
Willing not to waste more time on him, I walked away. “Hazel!” He called out again and I ignored him. “you should wake up from that dream you are having before it’s too late for you.”
It’s already too late. I am madly in love with Ravel that I can’t think of a life without him in it.
Stepping out of the building, I noticed the trail of luxurious cars, one of them opened and a young man stepped out and approached me. He’gestured towards the second car. Nodding silently, I walked over to the car and stared at nothing but black-tinted windows.
Slowly, she rolled down the window and stared at me with pure disgust. “now I understand why my son couldn’t tell me where you work.” She looked past me to the building, “I guess he is equally ashamed of where you work.”
Do not let her words get to you, Hazel. Elenor and Ravel already warned you about how harsh she can be with her words. “Ravel respects and accepts what I do.”
She laughed mockingly. “is that what he told you?” she shook her head. “my dear, I’m sure he only said that to get you
into
his bed.”
I had to count to three in my head before responding. “he already achieved that ma’am and he is still with me regardless of my working status or the type of my job.”
Anne’s lips thinned. “Are you trying to play smart with me right now?”
“No ma’am,” I mumbled, avoiding her stern gaze, not because I’m afraid to look her in the eyes but because I don’t want to come off as disrespectful again.
She glared at me for a moment without uttering any word, making me extremely uncomfortable. “everyone needs money,” she mused, finally breaking the silence, “and you are definitely not an exemption. How much do I have to give you to leave my son alone?”
“Excuse me?” I whispered, feeling insulted by her words.
“I’m giving you an option of an open cheque right now.” She explained. “this is a once in a lifetime opportunity and if you ask me, I don’t think you should miss it.”
Unable to hide my disgust, I scoff. “Your family must have a thing for writing cheques.” She frowned at my word. “your son offered me an open cheque the second time I met him, and that cheque is still lying pretty in my drawer.
“What did you just say?” she asked, stupefied. “My son did what?”
“With all due respect ma’am, don’t you think your offer is a bit irrelevant?” crossing my hand, I wondered if all rich people are like this. “you do realize that I can have that same amount you are willing to offer me to stay away from your son and still have him in my life.”
“Or you will leave the relationship penniless.” She challenged.
Even if I break up with Ravel, I still have the cheque. Exhaling tiredly, I wetted my lips. “If you came all the way here to tell me to stay away from Ravel, I’ll like to go back to work.”
“You will regret your decision of rejecting this cheque.” She promised, her eyes holding that promise that she will make it happen.
“Or you
will lose your son whilst trying to make more money for the family name.”
“don’t tell me how to run my family!” she spat. “what do you know about family when you don’t even have one!”
I may not have any family due to my bad decisions in life, but I’ve obviously received more love than she has received in this life. I bowed slightly out of respect. “if you’ll excuse me, ma’am, I’ll like to get back to work.”
Without waiting for her acknowledgment or approval, I walked away without sparing her another glance. The moment I stepped into the restaurant, I was greeted by Harrison’s angry face.
“you’ve been away for thirty minutes Hazel,” He spat. “where were you?”