All Chapters of The Heart Remembers: Caught Between Billionaires: Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

Jordan stared at his son achingly as he cried in his sleep inside the room that he had shared with Maya in his condo unit that same night. He reached out and held his one hand gently, seeing it bruised from all the clawing and punching he did when Maya walked out.After getting discharged from the hospital a few hours ago after he had lost consciousness due to his outbursts, Spencer went into another when he still noticed that his mother is still not with them.“Where’s Mommy?!” Spencer cried out desperately. He clamored towards the window and thumped his palms on the car window as he searched frantically for any form of his mother. “I want my mommy! Please, Daddy, I want to be with mommy.”Using enough strength, Jordan pulled his away from the window and wrapped him in his arms, controlling the struggles that Spencer is doing. He started massaging his son’s back and head gently and after a while, his cries had thankfully subsided.“I want mommy,” Spencer cried hoarsely. He looked up

“Why are you doing this, Mary?!” Rachel asked desperately as she looked across the table at Jordan’s step sister. “What did I do that makes you act like this?”Mary Wright smirked at her.“Because you existed, you b1tch!” She replied angrily. “Your very existence makes me want to do this! Aside from the fact that Jordan ignored me over the years! Years! Did you hear me? That man had never turned his stare towards me!”Rachel tried to snatch Mary’s phone on top of the table but was beaten to it.“What do you want me to do?” Rachel questioned. She clasped her hands together in a begging pose. “How much money do you need? I can ask Jordan for it but will not tell him the reason. Please delete the video. He doesn’t need another scandal in his life. Mary, he’s your stepbrother!”Mary let out a sinister laugh.“Really? Tell me, Rachel, did he even think of me and Marcus as his step siblings?!” She retorted coldly. “Because let me tell you that he never once thought of us as such. When my mo

Maya after sending out the last dish for lunch hour thanked her cooks gratefully before taking off her apron and heading towards the back kitchen. She rubbed the back of her neck to get rid of the tension she has been feeling since she came back to Aurora.It has been three weeks since that video was leaked out and the minute she stepped foot back in the public, she had been receiving several glances from those she knew and from strangers. Some had sent her pitying looks while some would give her malicious or mischievous glances.Thankfully, being with Grayson had thought her well enough to straightened her back and put on a calm facade. Though it took a lot of effort from her, Maya was glad that she was able to pull it through and told herself that when she’ll see him later, she would tell him that.“What can you say about that leaked video, Ms. Griffiths?!” A reporter came to her openly. “Is it because that your divorce was final that made Mr. Cunningham do that?! Our sources told u

Maya brushed Spencer’s hair off his forehead lightly, watching him sleep while hugging his stuff toy dog close to him. She arranged the pillows around him before finally standing up and walking quietly out of the room.The incident a while ago inflicted a traumatic shock to her son that Maya cried when Spencer threw up the food that he ate over lunch when they went home instead of eating at Aurora. Grayson hugged her to him while Thomas had contacted for the doctor to check on the boy.When the doctor assured her that he’s going to be fine after administering some antibiotics, Grayson then told Maya that he will be heading to the police station to file cases against the hecklers.“I also want to find out if that b1tch paid them to do that!” He added angrily and immediately left with Thomas behind him.“I’ll watch over him, Madam,” Lila, Spencer’s nanny assured when Maya left the door open when she stepped out of the room. “I will let you know if ever he will be looking for you when he

Maya walked slowly towards a warehouse that’s been painted dark green the following day. She gripped her hands into fists as she stopped midway, her face showing what she is going through with herself. She inhaled deeply to calm herself. “It’s alright, Maya,” Grayson assured soothingly to the mic that is connected to the concealed earpiece she was given to wear. He watched through the monitor as she took several deep breaths and still didn’t move from her position. “We have two men trailing you closely to get to you as soon as there’s danger but take your time.” Grayson watched as she open and closed her hands, gripping them anxiously. He recalled that those were the same hands that clung intently and desperately on to him late last night up to the early hours in the morning. Hearing a soft knock on his bedroom door and the knob being turned, Grayson opened his eyes and saw the digits on the wall clock at fifteen minutes before midnight. Another knock came and he finally stood up,