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Emily, Mr. Billionaire. Chapter 68
Anger seethed through Albert as he walked out of the wedding hall and got into his car, his chauffeur and assistant immediately knowing what to do next. He had so many emotions running through him- disappointment, embarrassment, confusion and most of all anger. And he knew all of those raging emotions were only to go subside when he saw his son and had a good conversation with him. No matter how hard he tried, he just couldn’t understand Giovanni. Though he had never been a fan of his wedding, it was completely unlike him to not show up. He knew the efforts put into it, the money spent on the wedding, the weeks of planning, the elite list of guests they had to invite- he knew it all too well than to just toss it all in the trash can. But apparently, Giovanni had suddenly acted out of his principles but being completely unreasonable and illogical for the first time. What was even more confusing to Albert was how Giovanni showed up for the wedding the first time when he was getting
Emily, Mr. Billionaire. Chapter 69
The ride back to his place was quiet, Giovanni’s gaze fixed on the road and steering wheel the entire time. He had dozens of emotions flooding him when all he wanted to do was feel numb. He didn’t want to feel guilty or terrible. He wanted to return to his normal life knowing he had done the right thing. But his emotions kept on betraying him, refusing to spare him even a moment of peace. And for what reason? Simply because he had canceled his own wedding. He tightened his grip on the steering wheel and continued driving. Few hours ago he had contemplated driving over to the wedding hall and then voluntarily walk down the isle and get married. But all it took for him to be pulled back to his senses were the staff of the boutique he went to get his suit from chattering on and on about a couple that got married and few months later, got a divorce. It served as more than enough reason for him to be reminded of why he never wanted to get married in the first place. Enough reminder of w
Emily, Mr. Billionaire. Chapter 70
It was the third time Tyler threw a punch in just one night. And unfortunately, August just had to be his third and final victim. “What the hell do you think you’re doing?!” The kiss took him by complete surprise and by instinct, the first thing he could think of doing was push August away. Then the moment their eyes met again and he realized August had made him kiss a man again, he threw a punch straight at him, almost breaking his nose. “Oh my God,” August’s exclaim didn’t come from the pain of the punch but of the realization of what he had just done. “Oh my God, Tyler. I am so sorry I didn’t mean to-“ “Save it,” he cut him off with a hiss. “I don’t want to hear it. There’s no difference between you and Giovanni. You’re both disgusting people who think you can do whatever you like and get away with it simply because you’re privileged.” “Tyler I-“ “Don’t you fucking dare,” he cut him off. “I was the fool for thinking you were different even for a second.“ He shot him a glar
Emily, Mr. Billionaire. Chapter 71
“Dad, get up.” “Dad, wake up.” “Dad, are you okay?” “Hello, is this 911? My dad isn’t waking up. He has a bottle of next to him and- I think painkillers. No, the pack is empty. I don’t know. He has been in his room all day.” “Dad, are you okay? Dad, wake up. You’re scaring me, dad. Please-“ “Dad!” Giovanni literally flew up from the couch he had managed to fall asleep in, drenched in a pool of his own sweat. His breathing was heavy, his heart racing so quickly it threatened to jump out of his chest. It was the first time in so long he was having a nightmare. One featuring memories of his parents’ divorce. Feeling his head ache, he managed to sit up, immediately looking around him. The house was still as empty as ever after August stormed out. It was nothing new to him but suddenly, it felt emptier. It wasn’t as quiet though, the voices he heard in his nightmare echoing in his head. He could hear the voice of his younger version, calling out to his dad on a useless attempt t
Emily, Mr. Billionaire. Chapter 72
It was a new day but to Emily, it just felt like a continuation of the day she could now call the worst day of her life. Almost twenty four hours had passed and the only thing that changed was the fact that she had managed to get out of her wedding dress. Other than that, she was still in her room, on her bed, staring into space as she hoped everything that happened was nothing but a bad dream.But heck it wasn’t. It was her reality. A day she was secretly looking forward to suddenly became a day she wished never happened. Interrupting her hours long thoughts, she heard a knock on her room door. It was probably going to be her parents since Tyler had left the venue the night before after checking up on her and never returned. Where he went to or what he was up to while he was away, she had no idea but it was currently the least of her many problems and worries. “Emily, can we come in?” It was her parents and taking her silence as a cue, they pushed the door open to meet their hop
Emily, Mr. Billionaire. Chapter 73
“I don’t know how it happened, Tyler.” Another round of silence fell between them following Emily’s confession of her feelings. In response, both of them stared at each other for a while, different thoughts running through their minds. Emily on one hand could only stare into space and wonder how she managed to get herself falling for someone like him. She had only gotten comfortable with him. So much she didn’t realize she was changing. Didn’t realize herself slowly and completely falling for him. When exactly was it? What exactly warranted it? He was nothing but a jerk to her for so long so how did she manage to grow feelings for someone like him? And Tyler on the other hand, could only blame himself for allowing his dislike for Giovanni blind him so much he couldn’t see his best friend slowly falling for him until she was so far gone. He looked up at her, spotting tears welled up in her eyes. Emily rarely cried. She was that type of girl that held back her emotions and tears r
Emily, Mr. Billionaire. Chapter 74
Giovanni rarely fell sick.In his entire thirty-one years of living, he could count the number of times he had fallen ill on one hand. Most of those instances were simple bouts of flu or colds, the kind of sicknesses he couldn't control. Giovanni was always meticulous about taking care of himself, especially when he wasn't working. So, it was completely baffling when he woke up one morning with a pounding headache and a fever.His head felt like a lead weight, and his body was weak, so weak that he could barely muster the strength to get out of bed. But knowing he had no choice but to struggle and face the day, he forced himself up and dragged his feeble body to the bathroom to freshen up.The warm water of the shower brought a slight relief, washing away some of the lethargy that plagued him. However, he still felt far from well enough to go about his day without some form of relief, be it painkillers or something else.Desperately rummaging through his desk, his hands found a paper
Emily, Mr. Billionaire. Chapter 75
“Gio, are you awake?” Giovanni slowly blinked his eyes open, his gaze scanning the unfamiliar room he found himself in. The sterile scent of disinfectant filled his nostrils, and the rhythmic beeping of a nearby medical device echoed in his ears. And there, right in front of him, stood August, wearing a worried expression."Giovanni?" August's voice was filled with concern. "Can you see me? Can you hear me?" Hiss vision cleared, and he could indeed see August, his features etched with genuine worry. The throbbing in his head had subsided, replaced by a dull ache. How long had he been unconscious? Minutes? An hour? It was difficult to gauge the passage of time. All he knew was that he had experienced a sudden darkness, followed by the gradual return of colors."What happened?" Giovanni's gaze darted around the room, finally realizing that he was in a hospital bed. "Did I pass out?""Yes, you did," August replied with a sigh. "You freaking passed out. Do you have any idea how worried
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Emily, Mr. Billionaire. Chapter 98
August woke up with a headache, serving as a dreadful reminder of how the previous night went. Dozens of bottles of wine, hundreds of honesty laced words. And of all the audience to have accompanying his foolishness, it just had to be Giovanni. “Fuck,” he groaned, reaching for his phone. He could remember Giovanni driving him home after he drank himself to stupor but that was all. He couldn’t remember anything else- like how he had gotten into his bed or how he had gotten his phone next to him. “Shit, what’s the time?” He swiped his phone unlock to check the time but literally immediately, his eyes caught something else. It was his call log. And sitting prettily at the top was a missed call from Tyler. It was more than enough to cure his hangover, his eyes immediately widening. A missed call from Tyler? How did that happen? When did that happen? Why did that happen? For the hundredth time, he let out a groan, realizing he still had no memory of what happened the previous night
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“You think you have a crush on August?” Tyler took in a deep breath, sitting up as the words finally escaped from the clutches of his throat. After weeks and weeks of denial, he had finally decided to come clean to himself. And finally, his best friend too. “Yes,” he nodded, his heart racing in his chest. “I think I have a crush on him.” Emily’s expression was unreadable for a while, wavering between shock and confusion. She always knew there was something fishy going on between him and August. She knew there was more to their relationship than he was admitting but couldn’t frankly figure out Tyler having a crush on him. “Are you surprised?” Tyler swallowed as he asked. “Disappointed? Dis-” “No, no,” Emily quickly interrupted him. “It’s nothing like that. Shocked? Yes, I am, a little. But disappointed? I’m not ‘dis’ anything.” “Oh,” he broke into an awkward chuckle, his chest feeling a lot lighter. “Well, yeah. I know you’re probably wondering how it all happened but I guess,
Emily, Mr. Billionaire. Chapter 96
Emily feet remained glued to the ground, shock flooding her veins. Not just shock though- she had a couple of other emotions running through her. Anger, deceit, betrayal- to a name a few. Her sister was fine? Stacy was fine all along? She was just hiding from her and making a total fool out of her with the consent of both her parents? All along, her disappearance was just an act put in place by her and her parents because she didn’t want to get married to Giovanni? She didn’t want to believe her ears but with every second that passed, the brutal truth was slapped onto her face all over again. It was slowly making sense and finally, the anger in her grew and overpowered every other emotion she felt. Without hesitating for even a second, she balled her fist and immediately pushed the door to her parents’ room open, revealing herself to them. “Alright dear. We’ll call you some other time to- Oh my God, Emily.” Her face grew cold as she stared at them, watching her mum immediately
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Emily, Mr. Billionaire. Chapter 94
Giovanni: I'm outside.A text from Giovanni had never given Emily that much joy. And without wasting a single second, she grabbed her bag and dashed out of the classroom, heading to the parking lot to meet the man responsible for her bundle of joy.Her temporary goodbye to Tyler was quick. And thanks to her all sense of reasoning being overshadowed by her happiness, she couldn't notice how absentminded Tyler was as he mumbled out a reply.But that didn't matter. Not at the moment.In a flash, she found herself at the parking lot, her head shot up as her eyes roamed around excitedly. In barely a minute of searching, she found him waving at her and eagerly rushed towards him."Hi.""Hi."Awkwardness threatened to settle between them, Emily quickly fighting back by breaking into a light chuckle. Followed by a blush creeping towards her cheeks as he remembered everything that transpired between them twenty-four hours ago."Hev.""So how was your test?" Giovanni asked. "Did it go well?""
Emily, Mr. Billionaire. Chapter 93
With head hung low, Tyler managed to drag himself back to class. Darn that test he needed to write. Scrap his grade that needed to be saved- all he just wanted to do was head back home and get busy with anything that was going to prevent him from thinking. But he had no choice, hence had to be in class whether he wanted to or not. “Tyler!” The second he stepped into class again, he heard Emily call out his name. “Here.” He looked around him and realizing the professor was still yet to arrive, he walked towards her with a sluggish nod and returned to his previous seat. “Who did you head out to meet?” She asked immediately without wasting a single second. “Who was it? What was so urgent?” “Nothing,” he looked away. “It was nothing.” “You went to meet someone,” she insisted. “Who was it?” “I didn’t meet anyone.” “Was it a girl? Ah, is it a girl? Is there a girl you’re hitting on?” “No, it’s wasn’t a girl!” “I thought you said you didn’t meet anyone,” a full smirk appeared on
Emily, Mr. Billionaire. Chapter 92
Tyler got on his toes and as quietly as he could, he picked up his clothes from floor and threw them on. August was still asleep and he couldn’t be more glad for that. It was the perfect opportunity for him to sneak out of the house without waking him up and in the process, starting unnecessary drama. Just like he did the previous night, he had a lot of emotions running through his veins. Confusion, nervousness, anxiety- the list could go on. But at least, one thing he was glad he wasn’t feeling was regret. Regret for sleeping with August. He spared his sleepy self a quick glanced and sighed, immediately getting the last bits of his things. All ready to leave, he walked out of the room and in no time, was successfully out of the house. “Crap.” He had classes in the morning and a test in the afternoon. He didn’t feel particularly great about himself though, making him contemplate ditching both of them. But he immediately remembered he couldn’t. It was a major test and unless he wa
