Billionaire's Sweetheart

Amidst her discomfort and pain, Felicity, who was drunk, slept until around 3 in the morning.
She got up, completely stunned. She had not expected herself to be this drunk.
"Where am I?" She had just awoken from a hangover, and her head hurt so much that it felt like it was about to burst. The
unfamiliar environment made her momentarily unable to remember who she was going with.
Felicity stumbled to reach for the switch, but suddenly, the door was pushed open, and a light source shone into the living room,
causing her to instantly raise her hand and block it.
"You're finally awake!" It was her godmother.
Only then, did Felicity's brain start working and remembered that she called her godmother and asked her to come and drink with
her.
"Is it a headache? I've made you a tea to sober up. Drink some, I'll make you a bowl of soup. You'll feel even worse if you get
hungry." Xipil accompanied her the entire time, but even now, she still didn't dare to sleep.
Felicity felt her entire body becoming cold, she accepted the teacup that Xipil passed to her, she was so touched that she was
about to cry.
"Thank you, mother!" Her voice was choked with sobs.
Xipil sighed: "Why are you being polite to me? Looking at you like this. My heart also hurts."
Felicity drank the hot tea and her stomach started to feel better.
Only then did she realize what time it was.
She quickly took out her phone and opened it, only to find that Old Garry had called her quite a few times.

It was already 3 in the morning.
"Oh my god!" She painfully held onto her forehead as if she had committed a great mistake. She was only concerned with
venting her anger, and had actually forgotten that she was the mother of two children.
What was the reason why Old Garry called him?
Was it because the children were looking for her?
Should she call and ask? Will it disturb the Old Garry's sleep?
Felicity started to worry anxiously. What if Arya could not find her and refused to Sleep?
After thinking about it, Felicity bit his lower lip and called Old Garry.
As expected, Old Garry fell asleep and took him to answer her call after a while. His tone was polite.
"Miss, you finally called back. Where are you?'
"Old Garry, are the children looking for me? Are they asleep?" Felicity asked with a worried tone.
Old Garry immediately replied: "Little Young Master and Young Miss are very obedient, they have already fallen asleep. Don't
worry, where are you staying now?"
"I'm living at my friend's house now. Since the children have all gone to bed, I'll hang up now. Please take care of them!" Felicity
pleaded.
"Miss, I have heard about the matter between you and Young Master." Old Garry had a very good impression of Felicity, and felt
that she and Young Master were a match made in heaven. However, the truth was cruel.
Felicity laughed bitterly: "Thank you for your concern. Since this is my life, I will accept it!"

"Okay, Miss, you should rest early. I will take care of the children!" Old Garry said seriously.
"Thank you! I won't disturb you anymore!" Felicity realized that when she was speaking to Old Garry, she couldn't help but
become more courteous.
It seemed that she adapted quickly. With her personality and self-esteem, she was not allowed to feel inferiority or self-pity like
an abandoned wife.
Xipil made a bowl of chicken soup.
"Felicity, do you have any plans for the future?" Seeing that she was extremely clear-headed, Xipil could not help but to ask.
"I don't have any plans, the people from Hughes family don't want to see me, I won't go see them." Felicity said with backbone.
"Although you said that, but you already have two children, and furthermore, the news of your marriage has spread. If you cause
such a thing now, I fear that you might have to bear a huge psychological pressure, are you mentally prepared?" Xipil was also
considered to be in the entertainment industry, and although she was not a celebrity, but because of his status, she was more
famous than anyone else. Before, everyone thought that she was the best candidate for being Ms. Wilson, but now, people who
were envious of her in the past would want to step on her.
Felicity's expression froze, it was clear that she was not mentally prepared for this.
Everything just happened all of a sudden.
When she woke up yesterday morning, she had thought that she was lying in a blissful embrace. But at noon, she was thrown
into a world of ice and snow by Edward, her entire body almost frozen over.
Looking at her, Xipil knew that she had definitely not made any preparations, and could not help but feel pain in her heart: "How
about you go out for a few days to play and relax, or maybe you don't need to go to work for the time being, you can take a good
rest at home. If you don't have anywhere to stay you can stay here with me."
"Mom, thank you for being so concerned about me. I'll be looking for a house tomorrow. I actually have the money to buy a small

house." Felicity felt that she must support herself and not rely on others. She was already very grateful to her godmother for
being good to her.
"Then I'll accompany you to find a house tomorrow!" Xipil was really worried that she would faint from the pain when she stepped
out of the door.
Felicity still shook her head: "No need, mother, I can do it myself. Moreover, I might have to look for someone tomorrow!"
"Who?" Xipil asked curiously.
Looking for a male friend of mine, I... I need him to do me a favour." Felicity lowered her head, her beautiful face filled with grief
and loss.
"You’re going to ask for help from your male friend? Help with what?" Xipil was afraid that she would make the wrong decision.
Felicity seemed to have guessed his godmother's worry. She forced a laugh, "Godmother, don't look at me like that. I've already
calmed down. Really!"
"As long as you don't make any regretful decisions, I won't worry about you." Seeing her serious expression, Xipil finally relaxed.
She believed that she knew what she was doing.
After eating the soup, her stomach started to feel better. Felicity sat on the sofa and looked out the window at the night sky.
Xipil was already very tired, so she went back to her room to rest.
Felicity sat by herself until dawn. She had thought about one thing clearly, and the most important thing right now was not
whether her reputation would be completely ruined, but rather, how she would convince her two children that she will break up
with Edward.
If she told the children that she did not love Edward anymore but fell in love with another man, would the children support her
decision?