My Asian Billionaire Ex-Husband

Vera's POV: I met him on the first day of high school—the boy who would become my world for the following four years.Growing up, I was a daddy's little princess, a silver spoon-fed girl. My family wasn't as rich as the majority of the kids at Pandora Academy, a school for future world leaders, but we were doing well for ourselves.That was my first day out of homeschool, and I remembered it so well. Dad loved me so much, and he used to tell me how brutal the world is and that I shouldn't go out there until I'm ready.He was correct.On my first day of school, I understood that being a dark-skinned lady puts you in the minority. To get leverage, you had to achieve more than others your age. Otherwise, you'd be left out, or, should I say, isolated? I wasn't as wealthy or intelligent as the other ladies, but I was satisfied with where I was with my tiny circles of friends.When Lilly grabbed my shirt, I nearly choked on my chicken nugget. "Oh, my God! "It's them!" she exclaimed.I look

Vera's POV:Anxiety was an understatement when I received the phone call. I've been to dozens of interviews and countless verbal engagements in the past, and I always feel nervous speaking to someone who is purportedly superior to me."Yes. Yes." I make a bend toward the small cactus plant, which is in severe need of water. I hold the phone hard in both hands. "Yes. I'll be there." I try to keep the butterflies from fluttering inside my tummy.Lilly was jotting down words in her notebook on the chair across from me. She took up a chip and tossed it into her mouth while resting her elbow against the counter."Thank you for the opportunity," I added before concluding the chat. When the call ended, I flung the phone down. "I got an interview."Lilly comes to a halt in her writing, twisting the chair towards me in a perfect brow arch. "I thought I told you to rest.""I did rest!" I exclaimed, pointing to my feet's fluffy bunny socks. I jiggle it a couple times to demonstrate my ease. In a

Vera's POV:"Why do you have a baby?" Lilly rose up and approached me, her upper body bowed downward, perhaps examining the small gift in my hands. "Did you finally snap?" "Did you finally snap and kidnap a baby?""No. "I just found her."She gasped, "Holy cra-""I'm joking. "A crazy lady told me to look after Marisa while she went to take care of some business." The baby bag slumps off my shoulder including the thin strap purse. I pass Lilly the child and kick off my annoying shoes, desperate to get into my twin-size bed."It didn't work so well, did it?" Lilly inquired, sliding into the counter chair and swaying Marisa back and forth. Surprisingly, Marisa is wonderful when it comes to strangers.I shook my head and dragged my tired legs over to the couch. I buried my face on the pillow and started telling her about my day and my dramatic exit from the company. "Yeah, and then I thank them for their - are you seriously laughing?"Lilly sat up and walked slowly towards me. Due to t

Vera's POV: I blinked a few times, feeling the sun soak into my lids. I sat up, groaning and extending my sore back, to see Lisa and Lilly preparing breakfast.Marisa crawled on top of me, and I groaned some more. "I'm not ready for the day.""Fine. Then you don't have to eat Lisa's delicious quesadilla."I turn my head in her direction. "Quesadilla, count me in."We sat around the island, eating quesadillas. I look up to see Lisa feeding Marisa, who spits up the milk all the time. She sighs as she wipes Marisa's cheeks.Lilly set her quesadilla down. "Today, we will go purchase a baby crib and a few items for Marisa."Lisa lowered her head and set the bottle down. "I-I don't have any money.""I have some in my savings," I announced before Lilly could respond. "We can use that.""Didn't you say your workplace has childcare?" Lilly inquired."Yes!" I promptly replied. We can have them look after Marisa there during the day for free!" In the past, I didn't understand the appeal of free

Vera's POV: I dashed over to my assigned desk and rummaged through it for the phone. When I saw a black phone I swiped across the screen and dialed number one."Hello, my name is Moonbucks. "How can I assist you?""Hi. My name is Vera, and I'm Ms. Baker's new inter- I mean assistant. I'd like to or-""The coffee is coming right up," he cut me short. "Come downstairs and pick it up right now." The phone call ended.I dashed out the door after hearing Becca yell one of the many nicknames she bestows on me. I was crying in my head, wondering what I had gotten myself into.My heels were hurting my feet as I stumbled around the coffee shop. I took tiny breaths, aware of everyone's staring. "I'm the new intern/assistant of Ms.Bake-" I gasp when the guy turns around, recognizing it was one of my upstairs neighbors, "You."He smiles, "Oh, hello there, mama."If my cheeks weren't already burning, it would have been by his nickname, "I'm no- oh, nevermind. Where's the coffee."He raised it up