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Choosing My Billionaire Husband Thirty-six
Davis was sitting in front of me at the dining table, taking his dinner one spoon at a time. The atmosphere was charged, the deafening silence only making things worse. If looks could kill, Davis would have been dead from my lethal and unwavering glare. The only sound in the room was the occasional low chewing sound from Davis who pretended to be oblivious to my fury. My food remained untouched, the only appetite I had being murder. Kayden was gone, and it was all because of this man who had managed to turn my entire life upside down in less than two months of being in it. I was so mad I couldn't speak. I didn't even know what I would say. I didn't understand why. Why he was so obsessed with ruining my happiness? He had nothing to gain at this point. It was now plain wickedness than anything. "Gloria," he said, clearing his throat, "take out her plate and get dessert. It appears she no longer has an appetite." Gloria nodded, cleared my plate, and started to leave. "If you come
Choosing My Billionaire Husband Thirty-seven
"Where do you think you're going?" Davis asked me as I packed a few things into a big bag. I didn't answer. "Look, I know you're mad but it's already just an hour until midnight. You can't possibly leave this house now," he said, standing at the door. "You must be delusional to think I'll stay one second more in this cursed house and with you," I barked. "I almost died here. My worst moments ever have happened in this house but I foolishly remained here. This is the last straw. I think this has been a game to you to see how far you can push me. You win. I'm leaving." He was by my side in a second, looking down at me with an expression that was a mixture of anger and concern. "None of this is a freaking game. I removed him for good reason." "What reason? At least tell me!" I yelled. His jaw twitched. "You won't understand." "Again with that," I said giving up and going back to putting the basic things I needed in the bag. I didn't know where I would go, but anywhere was bette
Choosing My Billionaire Husband Thirty-eight
"No, you may not," I said curtly, hoping she would see I wasn't in the mood and leave me alone. She didn't. "It's not even going to take long," she said, coming up the stairs to me and placing a small mic by her mouth and giving me another one. "I said no," turning fully to her so she would see I really didn't want to. "Look. It's only just gonna take like ten minutes," she continued, her demure expression disappearing and a determined expression replacing it. It was a mask she'd used to get me. "There are so many questions we've been asking Davis Monroe but he has simply ignored us. We've been hoping to find you so we could remedy that. First of all, how did you get him to settle down with you? No woman has been able to achieve that, not even Vera, his girlfriend, I mean ex-girlfriend, although there are some speculations. Or maybe I should ask first what you're doing in this hotel? Are you here to meet another man? Or do you have problems with Davis? Do tell us. This is so gonn
Choosing My Billionaire Husband Thirty-nine
I couldn't believe my ears. "What?" He sighed, rubbing his eyes with the tips of his fingers to show he was tired of me. "You don't always have to act so clueless or surprised all the time. You got the job. Go upstairs, shower if you haven't, and dress like someone who's going to work. All of that should take you less than ten minutes." Only Davis could make getting a job sound so condescending. I did as he asked, going upstairs. The fact that he was giving me a job now after everything he had put me through was quite hurtful. I didn't want to dwell on the fact that he only gave me the job because I had agreed to let him be in charge of me. That was already a sign of how demanding and infuriating the job would be. I dressed up within five minutes but the stubborn part of me wanted to test him. I remained on the bed, pressing my phone and watching as each minute passed. After ten minutes, I was beginning to feel jittery at my disobedience but I forced myself to remain calm, remin
Choosing My Billionaire Husband Forty
"The job is not difficult. You just need to be ready to do as he says. Have you ever held a job similar to this one?" Quinn asked me after we entered his office. How could I tell him I'd never held a job before? "Not really," I answered vaguely. "What sort of things will I be doing exactly?" "You'll schedule most of his appointments and brief him on them, you'll manage his calendar and prepare his travel appointments, handle his phone calls and correspondence, and maintain his files," he said like he was reciting something from a book and I penned everything down. "Anything else?" I asked, knowing Davis would find a way to make this seemingly easy job difficult for me and wanting to be prepared beforehand. "Hmm, there is something," Quinn said, looking up and down at me in a way that made me uncomfortable, before shaking his head. "But you're not his type. You'll just schedule those kinds of appointments for him." Oh. I wish I didn't immediately understand what he was implying.
Choosing My Billionaire Husband Forty-one
Chapter 41"Who let you in?" I asked, trying to keep my voice firm. "Who let me in? Who let me in? So after everything you've put your father and I through that's the first thing you'll ask? You don't even know how we've been surviving." After a day's work, the only thing I wanted to do was go in, lie down on my bed, and sleep, not deal with my mother. This woman was stressing me out. She always did. Everyone was outside now including Natalie and Gloria. I didn't want them to know our secret; that my family were gold diggers. I tried to pull her into the house with me but she didn't budge. "Don't try to hush me. I won't let you hide me. You've ignored your father and me for months now and you want to sweep this under the carpet." She turned to the guards. "Let them all hear and see that their master's wife is so selfish and wicked to her own parents. Let them know who they are dealing with." I felt so ashamed. All my hopes of keeping my family's business away from Davis's workers
Choosing My Billionaire Husband Forty-two
The sweet smell of spicy chicken soup wafting into my nostrils woke me up. My eyes felt heavy, but I opened them anyway and sat up. Davis was beside me, holding the bowl of soup in his hand toward me. I tried to take it from him but he withdrew his hand. "I don't trust your motor skills yet," he said with a glint in his eye like he was laughing at me. I rubbed my eyes and stretched my legs a bit, trying to remove sleep from my eyes. I wondered what time it was. I didn't know how long I had slept. "How long was I asleep for?" I asked. "It doesn't matter." He shrugged and began to stir the bowl of soup. "Open up."I did as he asked, although it felt weird to see him being this tender toward me. The soup was hot, but I swallowed it while staring into his face which held an emotion between amusement and concern. I enjoyed the soup greatly. Gloria was a phenomenal cook, I will give her that.We remained that way, Davis feeding me while I silently and dutifully ate the food which got b
Choosing My Billionaire Husband Forty-three
"Davis!" I screamed, running up to him before he could inflict more damage on the man on my behalf. The man already had a bloody nose and although he was standing on his own two feet, he looked like he was unconscious. Somehow, I managed to pull Davis away before things went awry. "You didn't have to do that," I told Davis as he wiped the bead of sweat that had formed on his forehead. I should have been more pissed off at the lewd man for sexualizing me so brazenly, but after Davis did a number on him, I felt nothing but pity for the man who looked like he would never be the same again. The door opened and a uniformed man walked in and pulled the man away. From how unbothered the guard had seemed, I got a feeling this wasn't the first time something like that had happened. "I'm sorry, I just got so pissed off when he said that…" Davis apologized but I stopped him."It's okay," I said, getting some gauze to wipe off the blood from his knuckles. A selfish part of me felt proud he
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Five years later: Cassie’s POV:I stared into the glittering eyes of my baby girl as she struggled to make them stay open while I read her a bedtime story. She was just as stubborn as her father, fighting sleep even though that was what she needed. “And they lived happily ever after, the end,” I said. By the time I was done with the bedtime story, sleep had won. Although my daughter was asleep, I couldn’t stop watching her I rubbed her head and stared into her face, smiling when I saw the close resemblance she shared with her father. “You’re lucky I married a handsome man,” I whispered, still not ready to leave my baby girl’s side. “I love you,” I said and kissed her on her forehead, before turning to leave the room. “Jeez!” I gasped when I saw Davis standing by the door with his hands in his both pockets, smiling down at me. I turned back immediately to see if I had woken Ivory up, but luckily she was such a deep sleeper. “You scared me,” I whispered. “Come,” he said, stretchi
Choosing My Billionaire Husband One Hundred and Five
Davis’s POV:Do what’s right. I knew what that meant, and I didn’t like it. But she asked me to do it for her. How could I possibly say no to her? There was nothing I couldn’t do for her. I realized that now. The fact both warmed and scared me. Never had anyone had this much power over my choices but I had to admit it did feel strangely good. Here I was, driving down to meet Kayden, but this time with a different intention from what I would have liked to do. I was quite surprised to still see him there, sitting on the same swing bench he had been sitting on several hours ago when I found my wife next to him. This was going to be extremely difficult. I took a deep breath. I had to be really careful not to flip out and ruin the whole plan. “This is for you, baby,” I whispered to myself before leaving the car. Kayden flinched a little when he saw me approach, but when he saw there was nowhere to run, he remained where he was sitting and pretended to look unbothered by my presence
Choosing My Billionaire Husband One Hundred and Four
Davis’s POV: I don’t know how long I was passed out for, but when I woke up, I found myself alone in a big bland room that had no windows. It didn’t take long for everything to click into place. Even though my head was pounding like it was about to explode, I could still put the pieces together. I had been kidnapped. It was a bit embarrassing though. I was supposed to be experienced and intelligent. How could I have let myself be tricked so easily? I remained on the floor where I was and hoped my head would stop hurting so bad. What happened to using chloroform to make me unconscious? Why did my attacker have to go old school and knock me out with a blunt object? It felt personal, like whoever had done it, purposely wanted me to feel pain. I should have never underestimated him. Of course the timelines clicked in place. Why did I let Lisa come with me? He had cleverly used her to get to me. Now I was here, I wondered what he planned to do with me. He had almost taken my life the
Choosing My Billionaire Husband One Hundred and Three
Davis’s POV:Surprisingly, my relationship with Cassie changed for the better after my few hours stay in the hospital. She felt terrible for what she had done, but the action made her see how dangerous it was to believe one side alone. It was just as I suspected. Her father had gone ahead to change the contract entirely. It had nothing to do with money because I had given him more than enough money to start something for himself. He was not unreasonably wicked either, so it had to be something else. When I read the fake contract and found how Kayden’s greatest qualities were mentioned over and over, I knew who was responsible. Simply knowing with no proof though, was not enough. I had to teach that scoundrel a lesson or he would just disappear for a while and return again to be a thorn in our flesh. Fortunately, Cassie had been easy to convince. I think it because she felt terrible after sending me to a hospital, even after I assured her continually that it wasn’t her fault. I di
Choosing My Billionaire Husband One Hundred and Two
If I said I knew what I was doing, I would be lying. I was in the car with Rufus, who was taking me to only God knows where, and I had no idea where Davis was or how he was doing. After everything that had happened these past few days, I had disassociated a little from reality and this was proof of that fact. There was nothing I could do except sit and watch after all. Look where trying to act on my own had got me. “I just got off from a call with the boss,” Rufus said, swerving to the right. “He says I should take you to meet him at Palm Greens.” I turned away, distracting myself with the view of the palm trees and other cars we passed. I didn’t know where Palm Greens was. Maybe it was the place where he had captured Davis and the others. I didn’t want to think about it. I couldn’t bear to see my husband in that position again, or worse, Lisa. A feeling of dread washed over me as I began to realize just how serious this was. Kayden did not believe he had done anything wrong. I w
Choosing My Billionaire Husband One Hundred and One
I waited until Rufus was completely out of the house before speaking. I didn’t have a plan yet, but I wasn’t dumb enough to follow him to meet Kayden. Who knew what that psychopath would do with me? “Leave, now,” I told my father as I untied Gloria from the chair. My father stood still as if he hadn’t heard me. I really didn’t have the time for this. “Why are you still standing there?” I asked him. “Hurry up so you both can leave while you still can.” “It can’t be that easy, Cass,” he said. “He’ll find us soon enough or Kayden will send someone else after us.” I groaned in frustration. “So what do you expect me to do? Follow him?”“I’m not saying that, but…”“You want to die!” I screamed, running my hand through my hair, a habit I had learned from Davis. “Isn’t it better to try than to just stand around and wait to be killed? I don’t know what you expect me to do, but I’m not following anyone anywhere. We’re all escaping one way or another and it’s fine if you don’t want to follo
Choosing My Billionaire Husband One Hundred-Yay!
As this was not the first time I had walked away from my father in anger, it neither felt good nor painful. I was just tired of the whole thing. I had no idea what was going on inside or what he was trying to hide, but at this point, I no longer wanted to find out. He was old enough to deal with his issues on his own and I was done being on the receiving end of his selfishness. He didn’t try to stop me and that was a clue that if he left the house, something bad would probably happen to him. Come to think of it, ever since I returned to California, I didn’t think he had ever left the house. I was tired of overthinking and watching my every step. I was tired of second-guessing my place in everybody’s life and wondering who was secretly a traitor and who wasn’t. I just wanted to live my life normally and peacefully, but my ex-boyfriend had made it his mission to make me keep looking over my shoulder. I wished Kayden could just disappear somehow. I didn’t care how, I just wished he an
Choosing My Billionaire Husband Ninety-nine
Before I could say anything in response, my phone began to ring. I saw it was a call from Kayden and I froze. I let it ring and go to voicemail, because even though I was mad at him, I could still remember what he had done to me and I wasn’t sure I wasn't ready to face him yet. “Who was that?” my father asked, craning his head to look into my phone. “No one,” I said quickly, reducing the volume of my phone and placing it in my bag. “You asked how we can know for sure whether Kayden was the reason I lost my baby or not?” I asked him, giving him a chance to take back his words. He looked away. “It may not have been him. The baby may have already been weak…i don't know how these things work but…” “I just told you he kicked me repeatedly on the stomach and I started to bleed. You're telling me I should believe the kicking had nothing to do with me losing my baby?” I asked, now more disappointed than ever. Even if he was being forced to do this, what could be at stake for him to say su
Choosing My Billionaire Husband Ninety-eight
“Cassie dear. I'm so happy you're here,” my father said, looking from side to side after I showed up at his door unexpectedly. “Come on in.” I took my steps in carefully, sucking in a breath to remind myself I needed to remain as calm as possible. “Sit down,” he said with a smile that didn't reach his eyes. “What would you like to drink?” “Nothing. Don't worry yourself.” He nodded and sat down facing me. I glanced around the room to ease some of the discomfort I was beginning to feel. “I see you cleaned this place up.” “Yeah, my…yes I did,” he said. “I'm sorry for your loss.” We sat in awkward silence for more moments as I tried to gather my thoughts. It had been three days since Davis was discharged from the hospital and the press had been on our necks ever since. I didn't know what they were talking about because I had blocked every single news outlet from my phone. That wasn't a lasting solution, but it was working for now. On the other hand, my father had probably been swall
