Marry My Ex's Sworn Enemy

Chapter 45: I Seem to Have Married a Billionaire

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Exiting the subway, Henry carried the basket of vegetables in one hand and held Sonya's hand in the other.

"Let's go back home tomorrow and bring my grandmother and your aunt and uncle to New York," Henry said.

Sonya nodded. Their wedding was a week away, and their families hadn't met yet.

"And your parents, I should pay my respects."

Sonya snuggled into Henry's arm. Marrying the right person meant he cared about her concerns, thinking ahead of her.

Back at the villa, Henry gave the vegetables to the security guard. They were going home for a couple of days, and the greens wouldn't last.

Back inside, Henry felt queasy, so Sonya made him some soothing hangover soup. As she carried it upstairs, he was showering. A loud knocking came at the door.

She put the soup down and went to the window. It was Julian Jennings.

"Open up! Sonya, open the door!"

Drunk, he was leaning against the door, barely standing.

Sonya frowned. Across the way, Seraphina, in her pajamas, opened her door. Seeing Julian Jennings at

at Sonya's door, not his own, she slammed it shut, locking it.

It was late autumn; the nights were growing cold.

Julian Jennings, unable to open the door, slid to the ground, lying at her doorstep.

"I think I heard knocking," Henry emerged from the shower.

"It's Julian Jennings," Sonya pointed.

Henry went to the window, peering out. He sneered, "All these years, and he still hasn't over it."

Sonya chuckled, then remembered something.

gotten

I haven't told you about me and him.

at her lip. She widened her eyes, confused, but Henry possessively

to you and me. He's not even

but Sonya smiled, kissing Henry's

his head. "Not at

the eye,

Henry kissed her."Good."

pushing Henry to drink it. He gulped it

36.3%

Seem to

thirsty in the middle of the night,

"What's wrong?" Henry asked.

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sips, she cleared her head, realizing Henry was holding her close, gazing

wrapping her arms around his neck, lazily snuggling into him. They hadn't dated, yet it felt like they'd been together for years.

Sonya woke to

window, opening the curtains. Julian Jennings was sitting up. His hair was messy, his clothes

glared at her, defeated, and she felt only indifference. Unable to bear her gaze, Julian Jennings looked away, quickly returning to his apartment. After breakfast, Sonya got dressed while Henry went to the front to meet the car. Luke would be driving. At the entrance, Henry was

cutting it wrong. Don't cut across the grain; cut with it. And

as Henry was

guard was attentive, taking

wife passed away. I cook for

"How old are you?"

"Sixty-five."

"Children?"

on cooking tender beer.

and has a granddaughter.

Henry

"This is my wife."

""Ms. Ella... nice... nice."

had lived in the

is that your car?"

nodded. "We're leaving

curious, it's a

"It's alright."

how many cars he owned. Luke sometimes drove a black Maybach, sometimes a white

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heard their villa was the best in SeaCloud Villas, and he'd recently bought an estate. She was curious