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Forget About Me, Billionaire 16: Mesmerized
CHRISTY:My dear husband was looking at me as if I had grown horns. “What's wrong?” he asked. He continued watching me until I got hold of myself while wiping the tears from the corner of my eyes. "You're definitely drunk," I commented grabbed the bottle from him, and took a sip which I regretted by the way. It had been a long time since I got drunk and the brandy felt like the first time I had tasted my alcohol. The strong taste of the alcohol was like an acid in my throat making me cough. “Easy. I can grab something lighter. I have a lot of ladies drinking inside.”“I don't need it.”I shivered as I could feel the remnants of the brandy in my throat. I made a mental note not to drink again. Besides, if I got drunk, I did not trust Everette around me. "What part was I wrong earlier?" he asked. “Why did you laugh? I don't get it.”Dang. I needed water, but I was too lazy to enter the house. "The part where not all men did is not after sex? Like hello? I've been with countles
Last Updated : 2024-02-11Forget About Me, Billionaire 17: Heavy
CHRISTY:What the fuck was wrong with me? Lusting over my enemy? No freaking way!So what if Everette had lickable abs? What if he looked appetizing just sitting right in front of me? I should never let him make me lustful. I promised Poppy that I would only give myself to the man I love. The only thing to do was to run away from the temptation.Before I could do something that I would regret later on, I stood. "I have to go now,” I declared with my insides shivering. If I don't run, I might get tempted by him.It was blatant that he was only doing this so that I would get seduced and boy…he was nearly succeeding. Everette laughed. My heart almost melted by his laughter. It felt like the heavens opened and I saw the angels in heaven singing. I clenched my fist.What was wrong with me? Did he bewitch me? Or maybe…the alcohol was influencing my thoughts.Glancing over my shoulder, I saw he had been always shaking his head softly while his face was all red. He was drunk. My brows fo
Last Updated : 2024-02-12Forget About Me, Billionaire 18: Homecook
CHRISTY:I. Am. Heavy.I knew I was heavy, but hearing it from Everette was like an insult to me. Funny how Mom had called me fat numerous times already, but hearing them from his mouth was like a punch in my gut.Gathering all my strength, I pushed him all my might. Caught off guard, Everette nearly fell on his chair.“Do you really have to body shame me?”His brows formed a straight line.“It was true that you’re heavy. I was not lying.”My hands shook. “Mom was not enough and now, you have to add to the number of people bullying me!”“Bullying you? I’m not—”“If my weight is that big of a deal to you, you should have told me about it.”It seemed as if he had become sober. Realization dawned on Everette.“Tina…I’m not bullying you. I accept your weight. It’s never an issue.”He straightened himself and tried to approach me. I stepped backward, glaring at him.“You are treating me like a fool right now. Everyone treated my weight as an issue!”All my relatives from Mom’s side would
Last Updated : 2024-02-13Forget About Me, Billionaire 19: Secretary Levi
CHRISTY:A couple of minutes ago, while Everette was taking his shower Secretary Levi arrived. He pulled over his car in the garage and was already inside the door. Smiling when he saw me. He looked like an anime character pulled out straight into reality life. His face was poreless, with no signs of acne marks or pimples which made me envious. His skin was healthy unlike mine. I wondered what kind of skin routine he did to achieve this kind of skin. “Mrs. Watson,” he greeted the moment I opened the door, then bowed at me. Mrs. Watson. The idea was a little uncomfortable at first and slowly sunk in that I was finally married to someone who did not even love me. Now, I bore the family name of Everette, one of the most powerful men in the country.“Secretary Levi,” I answered back. “Are you here to fetch your master?” Still smiling, he asked, “Master? I presume that's Mr. Everette? Yes, Mrs. Watson. I always do this as much as possible. Sometimes, he forgot he had meetings.” He answ
Last Updated : 2024-02-14Forget About Me, Billionaire 20: Camera
CHRISTY:It was eerily still that I would be hearing the needle fall when someone dropped it. All because I joked? My gaze shifted to Everette and Levi. “What? Is there something I should know? Don’t tell me you two have a past,” I muttered, chuckling again for the second time. It was Levi who first smiled at me. “There is none, Mrs. Watson. Mr. Watson only loved you. He is purely straight.”“And you?” I asked, kidding again.Everette held my hand and while Secretary Levi was not looking at us, I moved it away. “Is there something wrong with choosing your own gender preference, Mrs. Watson? Though I don’t think there is something wrong with following what you want to do with your life,” he declared in a serious tone.No. He was too straight for me to think that this secretary liked Everette.It was my only dirty mind which made me think about that. Maybe this mind needed a little cleaning. “No. We are bound to choose what we want to do. I was only kidding earlier. You two were t
Last Updated : 2024-02-15Forget About Me, Billionaire 21: Upset
WARNING: Some parts might be upsetting to some readers. *********CHRISTY:True to Everette’s words, the house had a lot of cameras installed inside.And he said that everything was connected to his phone. Which meant he would know if I stepped outside the house?Would it stop you?It won’t. With his card in hand, I can do whatever I want. Buy whatever I want with his money. Fool. Did he not think I might splurge his money over some useless things and he did not even think of that? Maybe he was asking you what kind of woman he married?If that was true, I felt sorry for him for expecting I was someone who would consider that. The question was, where would I go? Now that I was alone here, this house felt so empty and reminded me of the painful things I had to do which led me to this place.“The money is useless if you won't be spending it,” I reminded myself. Yeah. I need to buy bags that I could sell in the near future or a few gold jewelry.A smile passed on my lips. Perfect. T
Last Updated : 2024-02-16Forget About Me, Billionaire 22: Suspicion
CHRISTY:I hope Poppy is fine. If there is something that happened to her because of me, I won’t forgive myself. What if she became unwell because I hid my marriage? Sometimes pregnancy will be the reason why small issues become big. Damn it.“Your hand is cold, Aunt Christy,” Kelly declared. She tugged my hand. “This reminds me of the snow Daddy and I played before. Are you cold?”Looking down at her, I answered, “I am fine, Kelly. Thank you for your concern.”“Will you be always visiting us? I never saw you this past few months. What made you busy?”“It’s…it’s because of some stuff.”The child nodded.“When will you visit again?”“If I am not busy.”“Okay.”I knocked on the door when Kelly and I were already standing in front of Poppy’s door. “Are you sure they are not sleeping?” Or having sex? I wanted to add but stopped myself. I missed having a boyfriend of all things. I missed having a cuddle. “They are not sleeping at all, Aunt Christy.”Without wasting any time, I knocked
Last Updated : 2024-02-17Forget About Me, Billionaire 23: Wedding Gift
CHRISTY:“I did not. It’s just that Mom would be disappointed in me if I divorced Everette. It’s still our second day of being a married couple. And if I would divorce him, I need to pay for my parent’s debt.”It was more than disappointment, but Poppy did not have to know that. “How much is it?”“Four hundred million dollars if I will be the one to break the marriage.”“That’s too...big.” She squeezed my hands.“Yes. I don't know how to pay for it.” I was practically like a beggar after selling my car and using it for my expenses. “I'm considering selling my internal organs for a start,” I joked.Poppy slapped my hand. “Ouch,” I cried. “No one is selling their kidney, okay? Don’t fret, Christy. I will ask Sebastian if he could lend you that amount. I’m sure he will lend it to you.”“I was only kidding.” I chuckled and pulled out my hand. "I...I don't want to involve you two. I can handle this problem."Are you crazy? my mind screamed. You were seriously considering owing him. And
Last Updated : 2024-02-18
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Forget About Me, Billionaire [114: END]
CHRISTY:Then Everette's eyes snapped open.I held my breath as I stared at his beautiful eyes."Kitten...""You're awake. Are you done pretending that you were asleep?" I asked softly, already tired of fighting with him. A year of hiding from him only made my love for him grow even stronger.My heart yearned for him, and seeing him after a year, I felt like I had become whole again.He sat while I snatched my hand away and put it on my lap."You still love me," he commented."I did not say anything like that," I denied, averting my gaze. "Yes, you did. I heard you say one, Kitten.""It was only your dream, Everette. You did sleep, right? You were dreaming earlier."Touching my chin, he forced me to look at him. My toes curled. Yes. I still loved this man. A year of not seeing him made me want to jump at him and kiss him like crazy and have lots and lots of sex as if to make up for the lost time. My hands yearned to touch his face and traced the outline of his cheeks. Everette le
Forget About Me, Billionaire [113]
CHRISTY: When you least expected someone, you would meet that someone. I thought my husband had already gone home like what Poppy had said. Did Poppy lie to me or was it only because my husband waited for me to step out? "Kitten...It's you." He looked at my face and down to my body and back to my face again. "I was right. You are only at the bakery shop. W-Why did you have to lie?" he asked, his voice trembling. His hair was already long and his mustache and stubbles had grown so much as if he was a completely different person. Despite that, he was still beautiful. The very person whom I managed to love. "I'm not. Y-You're mistaken, Mr." I pretended to fan myself. "You're drunk, Mister." "I only drank two canned beers, Kitten." He sauntered towards me, but I stepped back. "What are you doping? Like I said, I am not who you think I am." His expression turned glassy. "Kitten, please. Tell me what I did to punish you like this. What did I do wrong, Kitten? Why did you leave me
Forget About Me, Billionaire [112]
CHRISTY:"He is gone," Poppy announced after talking to my husband. I hid in the kitchen as Poppy struggled to look for some alibis and lied to my husband. I was glad I was able to watch the CCTV camera and found him approaching. If not, he would know I was here, working in Poppy's bakery shop. If Everette will find out that I was only here for the whole year, he might be mad at Poppy. The woman had no fault. In fact, she was kind enough to give me a job where I wanted it. Everette…he looked like a hermit who just came out from his hiding place. He had a rugged expression on his face, but he was still handsome.How long has it been since I last saw him face to face? More than a year already and I just wanted to run into his arms."Thank you, Poppy. You're the best," I said weakly. “Thank you for having my back.”She looked at me with a stern look. “I was not happy with what you did, okay? I was only forced to do it because I loved you. But Christy…how long will you keep on punishin
Forget About Me, Billionaire [111]
EVERETTE: It had been an nth time since I stared at my wife’s picture when we had our cruise ship. It was a candid picture of her while we both sat on the sand. A year of missing her. My wife was gone just like what I dreamed. When I entered the house, when I returned back from working on the company, her clothes were still there, but she never returned. At first, I was scared that she was kidnapped again, but there were witnesses of her going somewhere else alone. She was not kidnapped. The truth was, she was only looking for a perfect opportunity where she could go and run away. It had been what? One fucking years of her absence. No calls. No text. Not even anything. Until now, I blame myself for what happened. Maybe…if I did not work late, I would still be able to stop her from disappearing. “Why don’t you give up, Everette?” Vincent said. “If you did not find her, it only meant that she did not want to be found.” We were in the house. I asked him to come and he did witho
Forget About Me, Billionaire [110]
CHRISTY: I want the world to swallow me now. What a very perfect timing. Beatrice being able to witness me slapping her husband. I would understand if she would hate me after this. She loved her husband so much that salpping him will be the reason why he would throw a fit. I did not know how to console Beatrice or how would I be able to face her and explain what she just heard and what she had witnessed. Did I regret going to their cabin? I did not. All I was thinking was this woman who looked like she could not even hurt a fly. "Beatrice..." I mumbled. Approach her. She deserved to know what her husband said. Are you sure? The other part of my mind said. If the truth would hurt her so much, was it worth it? Left with no choice, I sauntered towards her. "How long had you been listening?" I asked directly, no loger beating around the bush. If she hated me after this, all I had to do was accept everything adn move on. There was so much bigger things that needed my attention.
Forget About Me, Billionaire [109]
CHRISTY:I did it! I was able to slap Drake! I was able to avenge Beatrice!It was not so me to hurt anyone, but after slapping Drake, I felt this weird sense of fulfillment coming from the inside of my chest. Instead of getting guilty, all I felt was the sense of fulfillment of avenging Beatrice. My palms were itching to slap him again, but once was enough. As long as I was able to send him the message that not everyone liked him was already enough.Drake glared at me, watching the imprints of my hands on his palm. It hurt even for a moment and he would no longer be able to forget me. Staring down at me, he asked, "What the fuck was that for? As far as my memories are concerned, you and I had no proper conversation. What did I do to earn a slap from you? Be thankful that you're a woman or else," he trailed off.“So what if I am a woman?” I asked. I scoffed. "You have to ask me those questions? Are you that dense?" I asked. He stared at me for a long time, his face bright red wi
Forget About Me, Billionaire [108]
CHRISTY:Beatrice looked at me as if I had grown horns. I was a bitch for suggesting it to her, but what could I do? I was not the type who would just stare at a woman who was hurting because of a man.Yeah. I know. It was the suggestion that she was totally unexpected. Or maybe she already expected it, but she could not do anything about it. Perhaps I was not the only one who had told her to divorce her husband. "Y-You want me to divorce my husband?" she asked in disbelief, using the same words I had suggested. "Do you even hear yourself?" she asked. “Divorce? How could you say that!”"I heard myself loud and clear," I said nonchalantly. “It’s time to let go of that jerk.”Tears swelled in her eyes.Beatrice always had a waterworks, and I did not like any of that. A woman’s tears were like a stab wound on me. I kneeled in front of her and said, "It's time to let go of the man who did not even love you. Do you understand? Stop hurting yourself because you deserve someone who would s
Forget About Me, Billionaire [107]
CHRISTY:"I knew women like you. You will grab every possible opportunity," she spat. “Seeing you annoys me even more. You reminded me of your Mom.”“Mom and I are two different beings, Mom,” I said politely, even if my heart was already bleeding too much. And I could not blame Clara. Mom showed her worse side. “As long as my husband won’t believe that I will cheat on him, I am fine with whatever you say, Mom.”Clara’s hand shook in anger. She was dying to hurt me. To slap me once again. “Christy is right, Mom. The only thing that you can do is accept this marriage.” Everette kissed me on my hair. Clar did not like it a bit. “Mom, let us have peace. Christy admitted it was a mistake that she left me in the altar. But don’t you think it’s already too long since that happened? Let’s move on, Mom. Please?” Everette was about to touch his Mom’s hand, but Clara slapped his hand away and looked at me with disgust.“You’re a witch. You bewitched my son!” She was about to slap me, but Everet
Forget About Me, Billionaire [106]
CHRISTY:Panic kicked in as I struggled to break free. No matter how much I attempted to shout, my voice was muffled. The person holding me won't budge at all. I kicked in. I thrashed. I shouted, but no words would come out.Everette! Please help me!What the heck was happening?"Stop squirming or I will hurt you for real," he threatened. “Do you think I will hesitate hurting a woman?”I stopped, sensing this bastard won’t hesitate to hurt me at all. My body went cold. It was the man whom Everette had fought with. Vincent was right. Sooner or later, he would come to get me. I should have listened to Vincent when he said I should be careful. Everette’s enemies would resurface. Did I listen? I did not. As he dragged me deeper into the darkness, I was losing even more hope that someone would be able to help me.It was safe to let him think that he was able to get my trust. Hot tears welled in my eyes as I thought of Everette. Would I die not being able to see my husband? If I knew
