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The Billionaire's Revenge Wife CHAPTER EIGHTY SEVEN
SCARLETT'S POV. After finding out that it had been Penelope Cruz Luca had been talking to at the door, I'd gotten mad and then rushed up to my bedroom to go vent out some of my anger and frustration. But then when I'd gotten there and taken a well needed deep breath, I'd felt myself calming down and had decided that thrashing things was not going to solve anything.Maybe I actually needed to see a psychologist. Smashing things and going all crazy whenever I was mad was not a good thing. And the fact that I'd tried to end my life that day still scared the shit out of me. I had flopped down on my bed and switched off my cellphone after seeing all the messages from a few school friends, asking how I was doing. I knew they were only trying to get more information on the hot topic of my dad and I really wasn't down for that shit. The news has started to spread even more widely now and I feared that my life was never going to remain the same again. I was going to be known as the sick ass
The Billionaire's Revenge Wife CHAPTER EIGHTY EIGHT
SCARLETT'S POV. "Okay, spaghetti is on the stove, do me a favour would you?" "Sure.""Get me some tomato sauce and a bottle of oil from the cabinet while I season the meat.""Okay," I went towards the cabinet and stretched out my hands to open it but of course, I was too short. Looking back and seeing that Luca was focused on seasoning and rolling the meatballs, I sighed and tried standing on my toes. When I saw that it was hopeless, I gave up and went to look for a stool that I was sure I'd seen in the kitchen once. When I saw it I quickly grabbed it and set it in front of the cabinet. "You're that short?" Luca looked away from his meatballs and smirked at me. "Have you seen how tall this is? Not everyone is a six foot god like you, mister." "Hmm, you see me as a god? That's nice," he smirked cockily and I rolled my eyes. "Whatever," I looked away and opened the cabinet, but after grabbing the oil I noticed that the tomato sauce was at the far back. I had to raise on my tiptoe
The Billionaire's Revenge Wife CHAPTER EIGHTY NINE
SCARLETT'S POV. "So the spaghetti is overcooked," Luca declared, giving me an apologetic look. "Great. Just great," I sighed, not hiding the fact that I was mad at him. He didn't want a relationship? Who was asking?"Hey don't act like it's all my fault," he scrunched his nose when he tasted it. "We both got carried away." "Well, you were the one who was trying to seduce me," I spat. "If you had not done that then it wouldn't have happened...""But you were the one who took my attention when you fell from that stool," he accused, seeming to be ready for whatever I was bringing. "Well, I didn't intend to fall. It was a mistake.""Why are we having this argument? We could be making a new one instead of arguing right now." "Why can't we just use this one? Overcooked doesn't mean it's inedible, and I'm hungry.""I believe there are some tamales here, you can have that while I make it. And just so you know, I can't make the perfect spaghetti and meatballs with overcooked spaghetti."
The Billionaire's Revenge Wife CHAPTER NINETY
LUCA'S POV."So that was amazing as expected," I said, dropping my glass and sighing. Scarlett and I had somehow ended up talking and eating through the day, and now it was evening. I had to admit that talking to her had been the most fun I'd had in a long while, and I'd had no idea when I'd offered another bottle of my expensive wine just to get the conversation to keep going.Scarlett nodded, having already downed four glasses and was now gulping down her first glass from the new bottle. Now that I thought of it, she was taking too much, I had taking just two glasses and she had emptied the entire bottle all alone and was on to the new one. "Hey, are you okay? You're taking too much," I gave her a worried look and she just brushed me off. "This stuff is good. I haven't had wine like this before. You were right," she said, her voice louder and bolder. Oh God. The wine was getting to her already. "Yeah, it's good wine but you need to have some water," I got up and went to get her
The Billionaire's Revenge Wife CHAPTER NINETY ONE
SCARLETT'S POV.The next time I saw Luca was two days later. He was at the kitchen, sitting on a stool and eating cornflakes when I walked in, dressed for school.It was like he'd purposely avoided me for those two days. Because he was practically nowhere to be seen in the house, or at least not in the usual places I saw him. He was probably trying to give me some space after what had happened. Speaking of what had happened that day, I hadn't been totally drunk back then, just slightly tipsy. But after I'd gotten a crazy idea in my head, I'd decided to go with it—over exaggerate it to see what was going to happen. It had been something I'd seen on a TV show. A girl had decided to test her boss who she had a crush on by pretending to be drunk just to see if he was going to take advantage of her, and when he did, she killed her crush on him and punched him in the face the next day. I'd thought it was going to be great to know if Luca was going to be like that guy and so I'd pretended
The Billionaire's Revenge Wife CHAPTER NINETY TWO
SCARLETT'S POV. School went by in a blur, mostly because I was more interested in getting off and getting to Kevin. Today was the day we were going to have that talk for sure. I'd been so focused on my mission, that I'd dodged Abby when I passed by her even though I'd seen her hand raise in a wave. I knew it was shitty of me as her friend and I'd long forgiven her for not telling me about Kevin sooner, but I was blaming everything on my poor state of mind. With everything going on, I just felt like I would be overloading her with my issues if we talked. She had heard enough of my problems already and she hadn't even heard about the new development with my parents. That was going to be too much. When I was done with all the madness around me then I was going to make up for everything. I couldn't afford lose her too when I'd already lost everybody. The moment I shut the car door, I pulled out my phone from my bag and dialed Kevin's number with shaky hands. He answered on the third
The Billionaire's Revenge Wife CHAPTER NINETY THREE
SCARLETT'S POV.I drove to the address that Kevin texted to me, I knew it was a house address and that meant that I was visiting him, but I liked to tell myself that I was being brave. Because for all I know the man could be planning to kidnap me the moment I arrived. Anyways, I shut the engine when I got to the driveway and then when I was sure Luca's car was parked safely, I got out of the vehicle and made my way towards the apartment building. Entering the elevator with erratic breathing and clammy palms, I took a deep breath and told myself that I needed to do this. I needed closure with him. It was the only way I could truly move on and forget about him. I also needed to see his face while he admitted everything just to be completely and utterly convinced that he was a bastard. Getting to the door of his room, I pursed my lips before I knocked. Okay, Scarlett this is it. "Scarlett?" He asked from inside in a quiet voice and I rolled my eyes. Oh of course. He probably had so
The Billionaire's Revenge Wife CHAPTER NINETY FOUR
SCARLETT'S POV. "Scar I'll be taking a while here, please just stay in the living room, okay?" I heard Luca say in the midst of his argument with whoever the man was outside and I didn't respond. Whatever. This was my chance. I got up quickly and then went out of the living room towards his bedroom, from what I could see there wasn't that much in the room and it didn't have a homey feel to it, probably because the guy was juggling between houses because of his career. There were two bedrooms, one on the right and the left and I did a quick eenie meenie miney mo before choosing the one on the right. When I got to the bedroom, I said a prayer, hoping that the closed door was not locked, and to my favour it wasn't. I wasted no time in opening it and going in. The first thing I noticed when I got in was the smell of weed, it seemed like it had been smoked hours ago but the stench was still faintly there. Shit. I never knew Kevin smoked, not to talk of weed. Maybe it wasn't his room,
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