Billionaire's Unforgettable Ex-Wife
Chapter 119 - 107: Sebastian Sheldon and Faye Townsend, Who Do You Choose 1

Chapter 119: Chapter 107: Sebastian Sheldon and Faye Townsend, Who Do You Choose 1

"That money was what you gave me..."

"Do you have any proof?" Hunter Warren folded his arms. "I don’t remember giving you any money.

Why would I give you money?

I’ve investigated where that money went. Besides purchasing this house you’re in now, you also wired a million to your hometown to buy property for your parents.

The new house in your parents’ name will be checked soon.

And a few days ago, you spent a million on clothing.

I don’t want the clothes, because to me, they’re already trash.

I want cash, and I hope you convert the clothes to cash and repay me soon. Don’t wait for me to sue you.

You need to know that people I take to court rarely end up with a good fate."

"Hun... Hunter, I was wrong. Please don’t be like this."

"Hunter? Is that what you call me? Zenia, I gave you the chance to get lost.

But you didn’t know what’s good for you and didn’t know when to quit.

Now you’ve crossed my line. You dared to tell Faye Townsend you’re pregnant with my child?

That’s utterly shameless.

To deal with someone shameless like you, I’ll use your methods against you.

So don’t stand in front of me crying and pretending to be pitiful.

I don’t buy it."

Zenia was stunned. Damn it! Faye still went and told him.

This Faye, she’s indeed become vicious.

No, she was never genuinely kind back in school; it was all just an act.

"No, why would Faye say that?

Mister, I’m being wronged.

I swear, I never said such things to Faye.

Faye has always hated me. She’s clearly saying this to provoke you against me.

Mister, I know nothing happened between us, so why would I say such things?

Mister, believe me, I really didn’t."

"Compared to a fame-hungry woman trying to claw her way into the Warren Family for money, I prefer to believe Faye Townsend, who didn’t expect anything from the start and just wanted to be with me to make me happy.

So, there’s no need for you to make excuses, because no one will believe them.

You have half a month to return the money."

"Mister, Mister... please give me a break. If you do, I promise I won’t bother you again.

Half a month, I... I don’t have a job, there’s no way I can come up with that much money."

"Too late. Your difficulties have nothing to do with me." Hunter said before he directly hung up the phone.

Zenia fell to the ground, looking at the group of strong men led by Shang Yi, feeling a bit afraid.

Shang Yi stepped forward: "Miss Yates, everyone is busy. Please cooperate and leave promptly."

"This is my home. I’m not leaving. You should leave immediately, or I’ll call the police."

"Miss Yates, I advise you not to fight like a trapped beast.

If it weren’t for Mister’s five million, you wouldn’t have this home at all.

Now that you’ve angered Mister, you’re lucky he’s only taken your house.

I suggest you be a little wiser."

"No matter what you say, I’m not leaving."

Shang Yi smirked: "It’s alright if Miss Yates doesn’t leave; then wait for Mister to sue you.

In all my years with Mister, he’s sued three women.

One was sentenced to life imprisonment.

Another was sentenced to seventeen years.

And the third was sentenced to nine years, but died in prison in the second year.

You might become the fourth. Congratulations."

After Shang Yi finished speaking, he raised his hand: "Brothers, since Miss Yates doesn’t know what’s good for her, let’s leave first.

Let the court people handle this matter."

"Wait a minute." Zenia’s heart was trembling.

She had heard of these things before, but never thought they would happen to her.

"I’ll leave, but Shang Yi, could you please put in a good word for me with Mister?

In half a month, I really can’t come up with that kind of money."

"Mister’s orders are unchangeable. Miss Yates, I cannot help you.

If Miss Yates decides to leave, then please do."

Shang Yi gestured for her to leave.

Zenia clenched her fists: "I need to pack some things, okay?"

She turned and went into her room to pack her clothes.

Looking at the luxurious clothes neatly hung in her wardrobe, her eyes stung.

All because of these damned clothes. If not for them...

She wouldn’t be in such dire straits.

No, it’s all Faye’s fault. If not for Faye, how could Hunter be so ruthless to her?

Faye is a jinx, her nemesis in life.

She neatly placed the clothes back into the bags.

She hadn’t even worn them once; surely she could return them, right?

But it was already over a week...

Forget it, go and see if they can still be returned.

A million, she really couldn’t come up with.

Faye called Henry Sullivan in the afternoon, but no one answered his phone.

She was a bit worried. If the news about Isla Linton’s marriage was true...

Then would Henry be unable to handle it?

She got up and walked to the floor-to-ceiling window, looking out at the tightly packed buildings.

The year she met Isla, she was 18, just preparing for her college entrance exams.

That day, it was very hot, and she was studying inside when she heard the doorbell ring, but she ignored it.

Shortly after, she heard Henry’s voice from downstairs.

She immediately dropped her pen and dashed downstairs.

Henry had indeed come, and he brought his girlfriend with him.

When she came down, she heard Henry introducing Isla to her parents.

Seeing Faye, Henry joyfully waved her over: "Faye, come here, let me introduce you to my girlfriend."

Isla turned around, and Faye immediately noticed Isla’s big, expressive eyes.

Faye walked over happily and waved to her. Henry said, "This is Isla Linton, my girlfriend.

Isla, this is Faye Townsend, the little sister I’ve told you about."

Isla smiled softly at Faye: "Hi Faye, I’ve heard so much about you."

After greeting the elders at home, Henry took Isla and Faye upstairs to chat in her room.

When their parents weren’t around, Henry asked Faye: "Faye, can you ask your parents to let Isla stay the night here?"

"Huh, why? Wouldn’t Uncle and Aunt be angry?"

Isla immediately looked embarrassed and lowered her gaze.

Faye thought she said something wrong. Henry sighed: "I didn’t tell my parents about coming back this time.

I said I wanted to get married. Maybe my parents weren’t prepared, so..."

"They don’t agree?" Faye was always straightforward.

Henry worriedly glanced at Isla.

Faye quickly pursed her lips.

She held Isla’s hand and sat her down, comforting her: "Isla, don’t worry. Uncle and Aunt are both good people.

Maybe they’re just not mentally prepared.

Henry is a good person and has his principles.

We all believe he’ll choose the right woman."

That’s how she comforted her at the time, believing that no child in the world would defy their parents.

But she never imagined that in the end, it was Henry’s mother who personally tore apart that relationship.

She was so insistent and determined not to let Isla through the door.

Even many years later when Isla was pregnant, even when Henry said he wouldn’t marry anyone but Isla, even when Henry’s father agreed in the end, she still refused to relent.

Henry had not spoken to his mother for many years.

Others didn’t know and kept guessing wildly.

But Faye knew, it was because he loved Isla deeply. Because of love, he hated the one who tore them apart—Faye.

A knock on the door brought Faye back to her senses, and she returned to her seat: "Come in."

Declan Rivers walked in: "Director Turner, Mister sent flowers again."

Faye frowned; that man was truly...

"Have security kick out anyone who comes to deliver flowers sent by Hunter Warren.

In the future, anyone sent by Hunter Warren to deliver flowers should be chased away."

Declan hesitated for a moment: "Faye, you need to talk things out with him. This can’t go on forever."

Faye shook her head: "I’ve already said it very clearly, but some people refuse to listen.

Let him be. I won’t play along either.

Alright Declan, stay out of this and just do as I say."

"Understood." After Declan left, Faye immersed herself in her files, mind still troubled.

Shortly after, Roman Hughes called.

Faye paused for a moment before picking up: "Hello."

"Faye, I’m glad you picked up. Otherwise, I would have gone to your office."

"What do you want? If you have something to say, say it fast. I’m busy."

"I have something to tell you. Hunter is sick, he’s got a high fever and is unconscious."

Roman sounded very anxious.

On this end of the call, Faye smirked, her tone calm: "Is that so."

"Yes, he’s been calling your name in his delirium.

Poor thing.

Do you have time to come see him now?

I’m quite occupied and can’t take care of him. Maybe you could..."

Faye chuckled sarcastically: "Sorry, I’m busy too.

In the future, don’t call me about him.

I’m not a savior; people in this world are born, fall ill, and die all the time.

There are plenty of pitiful people; I can’t manage them all."

"Come on, Faye, there’s no need to be so cold-hearted.

Look, you two are still technically married, even if you’re going through a divorce.

You’re still a couple.

As his wife..."

"I’ve already instructed my lawyer to draft the divorce settlement.

Tomorrow I will file for divorce in court."

Roman was shocked: "What? Does Hunter know about this?"

"Whether he knows or not doesn’t matter to me.

I’m telling you so you’ll understand, from now on, I won’t be involved in his matters.

So... don’t call me about him again, I’m busy."

She hung up after saying that.

For some reason, after that call, Faye felt a sense of relief in her heart.

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