Billi Mucklow shows ex Andy Carroll what he's missing as she poses in hot pink bikini on Spanish holiday
The ex- TOWIE babe, 37, slipped into a hot pink Hunza G bikini worth £185 and looked every inch the beach goddess as she posed by the turquoise sea.
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Billi oozed glam in gold-rimmed sunnies, a pearl necklace and a green Van Cleef bracelet .
She captioned the jaw-dropping pic: 'Sun, Sea & Sangria.'
Fans, including celeb pals Helen Flanagan and Georgia Kousoulou, were quick to flood the comments with praise, dropping flame and heart-eye emojis in their droves.
The smoking snap comes just days after it was revealed that Billi and ex-England striker Andy Carroll, 36, have sold their £8.5million Essex mansion, seven months after confirming their split.
The former couple, who were together for 11 years and share three kids, tied the knot in 2022 but went their separate ways last September.
The six-bed pad, which once belonged to Rod Stewart, boasts 25 acres, a football pitch and its own lake. The pair reportedly accepted a seven-figure offer on the home.
Since the break-up, .
The couple jetted off to Ibiza earlier this year, posting loved-up snaps that didn't go down well with Billi's mates.
A source told The Sun: 'Everyone thinks Andy is acting like a total p***k. Posting sexy shots with Lou while Billi's at home looking after not only their kids but his two from a past relationship? It's a gut punch.'
Billi's said to be focusing on their five children — Arlo, Wolf, Marvel Mae, plus Andy's older kids Emilie Rose, 15, and Lucas, 14.
In 2022, their marriage was nearly off before it even began, after Andy was pictured passed out with two women on his Dubai stag do.
Billi forgave him at the time, but less than two years later, the marriage crumbled.
Insiders say Billi 'always knew there was someone else' — but didn't realise it was Lou until Andy and his new flame rocked up dressed as Taylor Swift and Travis Kelce at a Halloween bash last year.
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