Page 6 of Coffee Break with the Billionaire

Lavinia: concert! Fun!

Gunnar: am I allowed to say I have no idea what u saw in him?

Coral: not ur best choice babe

Fenella: I would have appreciated a told you so earlier

Rupert: I think I did

Ashton: I know I did

I send a furious face in response.

No one likes theI told you so when they make a mistake, especially of a romantic nature.

And especially when the mistake has been splashed over the internet.

I don't need to scroll through a lot to find the video. Two days after the very public breakup of Tiger and me, it’s still the most-watched video on YouTube.

I don’t know why—it wasn’t even that exciting. I threw the ring and a bottle of Pepsi at him.

Maybe I should have thrown the actual bottle.

Heiress in a snit

Famous for doing nothing.

Temper tantrum terror

Tiger gets blasted.

Meow!

I close my screen. Then I close my eyes. Even though Tiger was in the wrong, no one has picked up on that. He cheated on me. He kissed three different women in one night. And how many would he have stopped at if I hadn’t walked in on number three?

And this was the man I wanted as my husband?

In hindsight, maybe I didn’t exactly want him as my husband. It was fun being seen with Tiger, especially at his concerts, even though I really didn’t love Opium’s music. But his tattoos intrigued me and dating him also really upset my mother.

My father hadn’t cared one way or another. He was too busy getting the prenup prepared.

I remember when I told them I was dating a rock star. My father was more interested in how much money Tiger earned, but my mother’s attention had been entirely on her martini—gin, dry, three olives, marinated in vermouth and with the pits removed.

Only the best for my mother. She takes her martinis seriously, which makes sense since the drink could be a metaphor for her life—dry and a bit salty.

Granted, it wasn’t the first time I had told them I was in a relationship with a musician, so that could explain the lack of reaction. But looking back, there hasn’t been much of a reaction to anything I do for a while now.

Did I love Tiger? In all honesty, no. Not really. I liked him well enough. Would I have eventually married him? Probably not; but if I’d gone through with it, it would have ended in a quickie divorce, and I darn well would have ensured I got the sympathy for it.

The breakup was a surprise and I wasn’t ready for it, which is why I came off as an unhinged shrew.

www.ilovetigeropium.com’s words,not mine.

I heave a sigh and set my phone down.

This mess has come too soon after the video of me crowd surfing at the Olivia Rodrigo concert where I accidentally kicked a young fan. I really didn’t mean it; someone had grabbed my bum and I kicked out in reflex.

That had been the day after my ranting post on abortion rights had gone viral, and countless comments wondered if I was pregnant. When Tiger had publicly denied it, someone had started the thread about how it wasn’t his baby andWhoisthefatherofFenella’sbaby?began.

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