He Wants Me Back, but I'm Mrs. CEO Now

I've been married to billionaire CEO Christopher Hayes for two years, and only now does my ex, Benjamin Clarke, decide to propose.

The rumble of engines echoes as a fleet of black trucks lines up neatly outside my private estate. The drivers unload box after box of gifts—luxury watches, fine jewelry, couture gowns, and even a grand piano.

Standing proudly among the shower of rose petals, he announces, "Sienna, I told you—the only reason I had a child with my sister-in-law was because my older brother died in an accident, and she wanted to keep our family's bloodline alive.

"The baby just turned a month old. I've fulfilled my promise to her, and now I've come to marry you!"

I lounge in the heated pool, having just finished my postpartum recovery exercises, and I can't even be bothered to look at him.

He knits his brows, and his tone turns patronizing. "I know you're upset, but you're the heiress of the Grant family; you have everything you could ever want! Why can't you show a little compassion for a widow who just lost her husband?

"I know it was selfish of me to make you wait for two years, but I'm back now! Our wedding will be held in three days. I can tell you still care about me. If not, why would you greet me in such a revealing bikini?"

His overconfidence makes me chuckle. "Guards, get him out of here! I'm trying to swim here."

What a joke. I've just welcomed the heir of Hayes Group into the world, and Christopher has been insisting that I take our baby home to visit my parents. Yet, somehow, I end up running into this idiot.

Benjamin Clarke leaned against the door of his limited-edition Aston Martin like he owned the whole street. He took off his sunglasses, revealing sharp brows, deep-set eyes, and a mocking little smile.

"I get it," he drawled. "You're playing hard to get. You've got your pride, and I've got the patience to wait it out. I know you lash out at anyone who gets too close, but you'd never let yourself lose.

"Unlike you, Olivia's gentle and kind. Even when someone picks on her, she just cries in secret. She needs someone to protect her." His tone dripped with a pretentious tenderness that made my stomach churn.

"Sienna, even if I marry you, that doesn't mean you can use my love as an excuse to pick on her. Olivia will always hold the same place in my heart as you."

Two years ago, those words would have crushed me. Yet, I found them unbearably dull now.

"Benjamin, what makes you think I've been waiting for you all this time?" I asked calmly.

His expression stiffened.

"Did it ever occur to you that I might already belong to someone else?"

Benjamin stared at me for a second before bursting out in laughter, as if I'd just cracked the world's funniest joke. "As if that would happen!