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Chapter - 130

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Yohan Dixon finished his cigarette and threw it away, “You've both made it clear in the media that you're married without getting married. This must have deceived people. But you've forgotten that my rule applies to all of the world's news.”

“It should not matter whether my marriage is true or false to you.” She clenched her fists.

He glared at her, “It's entirely up to me.”

He gave her a suspicious smirk and got into his white car. Sara Owen's heavy chest remained fixed on the speeding car.

She had completely forgotten about the interview. He came like a storm and left after raising a torrential downpour in her heart.

Sara Owen arrived at the apartment at five o'clock.

“Madam…” Susan called her as she approached the bedroom. She went straight into the room and locked the door as if she hadn't heard Susan. She inhaled deeply as she leaned back against the door. Then the inhaling sequence became more rapid, resulting in sobs. Her mouth was covered by a palm, and her left palm reac
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    Sara Owen was lying on the bed. She was reading a book to distract herself from Yohan Dixon's thoughts. Alas! She had no chance. Someone had knocked on the door late at night. The man smiled at Sara Owen as she opened the door. "You're back." She said. "Did you fall asleep?" "No, I was...reading a book." "You wanted to discuss something..." His eyes were heavy, and his voice was hoarse. He appeared to be inebriated. "You've travelled a long distance. You seem tired." She chose to ignore it. "Talking with you for a while will make my tiredness go away." She nodded. Two slim figures stood near the swimming pool. The rays reflected off the water and shone on Sara Owen's pretty face. She remembered the morning she had sex with Yohan Dixon in swimming pool which vanished her phobia to pools. Rudra Reddy was holding a glass of whisky, and a palm was in his pocket. Sara Owen was standing beside him, hugging her chest. Both were looking out of the glass window. He sipped, "Do you en

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    Yohan Dixon kissed her wildly until she lacked oxygen. In the elevator, they burst into sweat. They looked at each other. Same gaze. Same feeling. The separation of three months hadn't affected the emotions between them. Sara Owen's eyes filled with tears. He put her down and held her face in his warm palms placing his thumbs near the corner of her eyes. "Why do you cry every time you see me?"She bit her lip and moved away from his aura. She buttoned her shirt and wiped her wet, sweaty face as she turned around. When she remained silent, his heart became tense. He drew her in by holding her arm."How often did I warn you? Look at me when I talk to you."Sara Owen jerked his arm and gave him a severe look. "I'm not that Sara Owen who lived at your villa to serve you." She said.He yanked her in closer as he grasped her collar. He clenched his teeth and growled, "How dare you talk back?" "Mr Dixon, you have forfeited your claim to me. Leave me." After releasing herself from his ar

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    Yohan Dixon cancelled all of his upcoming meetings and sat in front of the conference room's projector for the whole of the day simply to see Sara Owen. She was afraid to smile because she was at the Dixon headquarters, and that horrible man was about to confront her at any second. When she finally arrived at the bus stop after leaving the headquarters, she exhaled in relief. A well-known woman suddenly appeared in front of her while smiling. "Gracie..." With her lovely smile, Sara Owen ran to the woman. They gave each other closer hugs. “Sara, I missed you.” “What's wrong with you?” Sara Owen asked her in amazement. Sara Owen and Gracie were seated in a quiet restaurant beside a floor-to-ceiling window that overlooked a busy street. There wasn't much of a crowd, and the music was lovely. While drinking her coffee, Sara Owen gave her a serious look. “He didn't tell you the truth or false. To help her, he asked Aunty to decorate his villa, although he never mentioned it.” “I

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    Sara Owen kept focusing on the door leading out, where Rudra Reddy had hurriedly exited. Her quiet was once more tinged with sadness. However, loneliness was not the cause of this sadness. Those lovely memories that taught her how to live gave rise to this sadness. The downpour startled her as soon as she exited the structure. She stood beneath the roof for a time, lifting her naked shoulders in a self-hug, until her heart began to pound obnoxiously. Rain... She began thinking back to each rainy day she had spent in his warm arms. Could the theory, however, ever be realized? Her eyes tore through those raindrops and caught sight of the person she was currently missing. Surprise replaced dryness and grief in her eyes. He was present. She shook as soon as he went forward and took off his blazer. When he approached her and placed his blazer on her shaky shoulders, she averted her gaze and focused on his black, shining shoes. “Why do you never remember your coat?” His voice was alluring

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    Her heart and head were both restless, so she wouldn't be able to sleep for the entire night. Her eyes were closed and she was covered by her blanket. Then her room's door was opened, filling inside the smell of alcohol. Rudra Reddy kept staring at the back of her head with his heavy heart. He could dare to enter her room when she was sleeping. But, he would never dare to touch her. Her breath briefly had the scent of a human before the door shut.Sara Owen exhaled and glared frightenedly at the door. Why had he arrived here so late at night? As soon as she woke up, she left her bed and proceeded to lock the door from inside. When she lived with Yohan Dixon before, she didn't experience this fear. He even used to enter the bedroom without knocking. … It was a lazy evening and the weather was slightly cold. Samira Reddy entered the presidential suit in her shaky walk. Her face was pale and her eyes were impatient. Yohan Dixon was reading the documents when she entered the cabin.

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    Sara Owen replaced the glass of water on the table while sighing deeply. Seeing her calm, Rudra Reddy finally asked, “Who was he?” Sara Owen looked straight in a daze, “He…” Suddenly, she remembered something and looked at the handsome man who was waiting for his answer. “How did you find me?” “I was passing by and saw you.” Sara Owen sighed, “I am sorry. I wasted your time.” “Yes, you have wasted some time. But we still have time to go.” “To go? Where?” “We are going on a charity dinner. So, get ready.” Sara Owen went to the bedroom after throwing a gentle smile. Rudra Reddy leaned back on the couch while looking at the door of the bedroom. They were living under the same roof for a long time. But he hadn’t yet proposed to her. She continued to disregard his feelings even after looking into his affectionate eyes. How long would be this endured, though? Did they intend to live as husband and wife solely to show the world? Was his love little in comparison to her past suffering

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    As soon as Sara Owen entered the room, her demeanour shifted. After seeing the old man, she understood that Yohan Dixon did not bring her here to harm her. Yohan Dixon released his hold on her wrist, putting his hands in his pockets. Sara Owen's eyes covered with thin layer of tears. “That man is the one who you have always thought of as your father. Yesterday, he left without responding to your queries. He will spill all the beans today.” His hoarse voice reflected from her back and she stepped ahead towards the old man. The old man was frightened and was forced to get out of his chair. “Sara. Do you know this man? He poses a threat. He's going to murder me. Take me away from here, please.” His voice quivered, showing how terrified he was. “Who are you?” Sara Owen’s suppressed voice reached Yohan Dixon’s sharp ears. The old man was fed, but no alcohol was given to him so he could speak the truth. He stared in terror at the menacing man who was standing behind Sara Owen and who

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    It was dark everywhere. It was raining. Sara Owen had been sitting in the car hugging her chest. She was staring intently at the man's back as he smoked a cigarette outside in the drizzle. His black shirt was stuck to his body, exposing every incredible contour of his robust and manly frame. He was lowering his desire and reducing his worry by leaning on the car's bonnet. Sara Owen concerned about his health after witnessing him endure a prolonged standing in the rain. She took a peek around. They were surrounded by a jungle. He hadn't called for assistance to get out of this dangerous place. She fixed her gaze on his desk-mounted smartphone. She swallowed saliva and continued to look at him. She was more terrified of the person than she was of the darkness or the jungle. This guy was awful. How did he know she had met with the old man yesterday? How did he find out what they talked about? She let out a heavy sigh as she reclined her head back on the seat. Why was he making such at

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