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Rescued By The Forty-Five Years Old Zillionaire. Chapter 88
He was drinking liquor right in front of me. After his shot, I poured another amount of liquor into his glass. The loud music was heard all over the place. “Son, I know that I have sinned against you, and I overstepped your right.”“I just had a hard time absorbing everything that would happen to me, daddy. I couldn't figure out what I should do next after I get married to the woman I don't even have feelings for.”My heart felt a sudden pain. I wish that I had another son or another man in the family who has yet to get married. The problem is that it's only me and my son.“I don't know if you can forgive me, son, but I want you to know that I love you.”He smiled before gulping the liquor I poured into his glass. “I know, daddy. I love you too. That's why I will sacrifice myself for you and for Veronica. You took care of me since mommy left, so you deserve the happiest man alive, even though the replacement of it is the long-lasting pain I would be feeling.”It's hard for me to swa
Rescued By The Forty-Five Years Old Zillionaire. Chapter 89
-Veronne-I was in the bathroom. While the lower part of my body was sinking into the warm bathtub, my mind was thinking about what Marcov said. From the moment that I found out that Kalvis confessed to his father about being in love with someone else, I was not able to sleep tight every night. I thought that we would bury it forever and live striving to forget what we once had. I rose, and the water from my skin and hair was pulled down until it met the surface of the water in the tub. I took the bathrobe and dried my body. When I was done drying my body, I left the bathroom and walked straight to the chair that was placed in front of the mirror. My hand reached the blower and started to blow my hair with it. My eyes were closed, so I didn't realize that Marcov was already in the room. I was almost startled when his hands were put on top of both of my shoulders. “Marcov, you startled me,” I confessed. He bowed down and kissed the side of my forehead. I smiled when I saw him cl
Rescued By The Forty-Five Years Old Zillionaire. Chapter 90
A fresh breeze came to kiss my face. The people who were invited to today's event were looking for seats. I was staring at Marcov, who was walking with his son until the edge of the red carpet was reached. I could see how sadness swims in the balls of Kalvis' eyes. He was looking at me. It made me stare away from him. “Ladies and gentlemen, the bride of the century!” Margarette was wearing a white and luxurious wedding gown. Her veil was only half of her face. She walks happily. She was feeling the moment. I looked again in Kalvis' direction. His eyes were nailed at me. Tears suddenly ran down his face, and it caused me to feel a little pain. It's not because I regret choosing Marcov over Kalvis, but because I can feel the hurtful part of him. His father and I put him in this situation. We locked him inside the jail, which caused him to be so lonely. It's a beach wedding. The sun and the wind witnessed the happiest part of the Greenes' lives, and the breeze sympathized with Kalvi
Rescued By The Forty-Five Years Old Zillionaire. Chapter 91
“I got back to where I left you, but you weren't there. What happened?!” Maybe he wondered why I was staying inside the inn when I was actually enjoying the ambiance outside..“I saw my aunt here. We faced each other.”The smile on his face vanished and was replaced with a slight anger emotion.“What? The woman who hurt you before was here. We both have this resort, and it's ours now, Veronne. How come she was here? It's my son's wedding celebration. Why is your aunt here?” I looked at the white-painted wall. I am certain that Marcov didn't know that Kalvis and Chontel had sex. I sighed.“Chontel is working under the HR department of Greyford Empire, Marcov. The employees were all invited, and I was certain that Chontel brought her mother with her.” “Baby, is she trying to do anything evil to you again?” I shook my head. “I won't allow her anymore, Marcov. I told her that I worked as your secretary, and that awakened her beasts to get mad at her daughter. I am sure that right now
Rescued By The Forty-Five Years Old Zillionaire. Chapter 92
How am I supposed to have the appetite to rise from this bed? I didn't hear the sound of the alarm; I took the clock and saw what time it was. It was still before the time I should get up. Well, I haven't been sleeping since last night. I was uncomfortable, and it seemed that my heart was looking for something. I tried to close my eyes, but after a snap, I heard the disturbing sound from the alarm clock. The sun came out already, ready to shine on the surface of the earth, yet here I am still buried in the cushion and covered by the thick fabric.I waited for another sound from the clock before I forced my tired self to rise. I didn't fild the linen properly; I made it like a ball and threw it on the pillow. I sat down on the bed, feeling weak and thinking about how Marcov made me feel these days. I wanted to complain, but he was right that I was the one who should understand him because he has a busy schedule. My phone rang, and I took it. I excitedly answered the call because it
Rescued By The Forty-Five Years Old Zillionaire. Chapter 93
I understand now why my aunt has disliked me all her life, and it's because of my mom. How could it be possible? I didn't even tell my mother to cheat on my father. If my aunt was saying that my father died because of that cheating issue between my mom and her lover, I was out of it. I was just a little girl back then, and all I could do was cry and wish to return to my fairytale-like life. I lifted my face to stop my tears from falling. I failed to do so because the small, transparent balls found their way to roll over my cheek. “Veronica?” I looked on the left side to hide my tears from Kalvis, who had just entered the office. I wiped my tears before I looked in his direction. There's an expression of worry visible on his face. His eyes revealed that he was worried about something.“Kalvis, you're here. What is the matter? Do you have something to find here?” Honestly, I was not aware that he was already in the office. I never heard of him knocking behind the door. “No, Veronic
Rescued By The Forty-Five Years Old Zillionaire. Chapter 94
I helped the person who first planted hate in my heart. It was ironic how I was able to look back on her earlier and assist her until we both got in the car. I drove to the unit. It was a quiet trip to my unit with my mother, who opened the gate of hell for me. Until we got into the unit, I wasn't talking to her but took care of her in silence. “I never thought that everything would come to this, Veronne. I was treated nicely by those people, but when they got everything from me, they just treated me like shit that they shouldn't be seeing the rest of their lives.” I didn't ask her about the worst decision she ever made, but she was telling me everything. I don't even know if she was helping me to cure the wound she carved in my heart or if she was making it even tougher to be cured. “I-I had a beautiful life with your father and with you, but I walked away and cheated on him. I was too numb to let that man fool me around, Veronne.”So she realized something? I think it's too late
Rescued By The Forty-Five Years Old Zillionaire. Chapter 95
Marcov was back, and I informed him about what was going on while he was not around. I told him that I forgave my mother, even though it was impossible before. “Baby, come here,” he said, opening his arms. I walked inside his embrace and savored the taste of it. Well, most of the time, the most delicious tastes were those never put into the mouth. I mean, his hug was just amazing. “I was really down after your son's wedding. I thought that you weren't in love with me anymore.”He chuckled. He kissed my forehead then. His hand gently pushed me a little, and his fingers stretched to assist my face as he was lifting it. “I know. I am sorry. I finished everything so that we will return to the way we are.” We went to the room, and he lay down on the bed. I followed him and positioned myself on his arm. I pillowed his chest soon after. “I guess we should buy you a home, Veronne. You have your mother with you now. She must feel comfortable.”I touched his face and made him face him. A
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