Divorced and Pregnant My New Life with a Billionaire Drives My Ex Crazy novel Chapter 216

Wiona couldn’t even manage to start the car. Her hands were shaking so much she could barely hold the keys. She felt completely drained, tears sliding down her cheeks nonstop. Thankfully, Molly called Tim and Jim, who were already close by.

When they heard they needed to rush to the hospital, they immediately thought something had happened to Wiona. They checked her from head to toe, both of them frantic.

Molly snapped at them, her voice sharp with worry. “It’s not Wiona! Move it, please! This is urgent!”

As the car sped toward the hospital, Wiona’s mind got lost in memories about her mentor. She’d started learning from Bronwen when she was just thirteen. At sixteen, she burst into the design scene, and Bronwen, amazed by her natural talent, introduced her to Cassian, a legend in the field.

Cassian was in his sixties, short and gentle, with round little glasses that made him look like everyone’s favorite grandpa. He treated Wiona like she was his own daughter, passing everything he knew to her with patience and care.

He used to say, “Wiona, you’ve got something special. I never thought I’d meet a student with your kind of spark. And what impresses me most is that you don’t let it go to your head. You know how to stay grounded. Most people your age don’t have that.”

Sixteen-year-old Wiona had two incredible mentors who genuinely cared for her. That year, she grew faster than ever, learning everything she could from both of them, even though their styles were so different.

But when she turned seventeen, Bronwen left without warning. The loss hit Wiona hard. She felt abandoned, and most of her days were spent lost in her art, pouring all her pain into her work. Her paintings from that time were dark and heavy, so much so that even Cassian would just shake his head and sigh.

But Cassian never tried to force her out of it. Instead, he found gentle ways to pull her back. Some days, he’d show up with a complicated design, joking that his old eyes couldn’t make sense of it and begging her for help. Other days, he’d bring in a piece of pottery he’d made, complaining that no one understood his genius, and then “accidentally” break one right in front of her. Sometimes he’d just toss her an unfinished design, insisting she figure it out before the deadline.

Every day, there was something new. And every day, Wiona would find herself helping him, whether it was reading tiny print, fixing broken pottery, or finishing his work. Little by little, Cassian led her out of that dark place Bronwen had left her in.

When Wiona turned nineteen, she started college, which meant even more time learning from Cassian. She started to make a name for herself, and by graduation, she was already famous. Her collaborations with Gimu Studio flew off the shelves. Everyone, from critics to fans, loved her work. Bit by bit, Wiona started to find her confidence again. Her old spark returned.

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