All Chapters of In love with a billionaire : Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

Ashley and Henry entwined fingers as they waited patiently to see their guest. Ashley had Asher on her thigh. Henry had purposely made a show of having the bodyguards around the place. He didn’t know if he could trust this man yet and more importantly he wanted him to know that he didn’t. When his mother had given him the information about the whereabouts of his father at first, he didn’t want to think about it. He knew he could have easily found his father if he wanted but he didn’t. He hurt him that his father had not made the first step to come look for him but after his mother’s revelation of the true state of things, he had considered it and now here he was with his family in the house of the man who had taken flight and abandoned him as a child. They had been welcomed by a woman who Henry had assumed was his wife but he didn’t want to ask because he didn’t want to show concern or curiosity, that was his father’s role to play. The adjoining door opened and instinctively Ashley s

Ashley took her hand and squeezed it. “Mother I am even more confused about what you are saying to me now. You distanced yourself from me, you showed no concern for me when I was hurting, and all you ever asked from me was money, every day and every night. That was all you did...” Her chest heaved. “We had screaming matches from time to time, my friend was terrified of you, putting up with you made me sad and miserable...” she sighed. “At first I explained it away. I told myself you were still struggling with losing a father and you needed time but I lost him too, I lost him too and the one thing I needed at that time was a mother, nothing more, nothing less...” Vera shook her head. “I was hurting but I would never want to push you away on purpose. I...I...admit I didn’t know how to deal with all I was going through. I promise you I wanted to tell you everything. We were in a fix, a bad one. We needed the money...” Ashley raked her fingers through her hair. “What was happening, mothe

Ashley’s chest heaved as she stared at the scene before her. The men were finally leaving, she would have let out a breath of relief if Mason did not have his gun pointed at Henry a few yards away and Adrian pointing the gun at Mason. The tensions had not lessened. She didn’t know what to do. The men who had attacked them had taken all their phones with them so they couldn’t call the police. Just as they were about to leave, the big man who had held her in place, obstructed Adrian’s view. “You should count yourself lucky...” his voice was hoarse. Ashley turned back to look at Henry who still had a gun pointed at him. Then she saw it, Mason moving his hands, everyone else oblivious to it. It had happened too quickly and they were all focused on Adrian. The gun had been fired. She saw more than she felt her body move forward as fast as her legs could carry her to get to him, her hands outstretched in front of her, she shoved Henry out of the way. It took a lot of her strength to push hi

“Doctor! Doctor! I think something is wrong with her." The machine by the bedside continued to beep loudly. Henry was conflicted; he couldn’t figure out if he wanted to stay by her side or go call the doctor. Beads of sweat etched on his forehead trickled down his face, although the room was perfectly ventilated. Henry hit the alarm button so hard that it broke in two, but not before the loud noise filled the hallway; he could hear it from inside. He stared into Ashley’s terrified face. Her blue eyes were motionless orbs as they bore into his, and her eye sockets were deep, baggy, dark circles around her eyes. Her stare was cold as death; it made his skin crawl. She clutched on to him so tightly that if she wasn’t so frail and weak, his bones would have snapped. He would have been terrified of her if he wasn't so in love with her. Her whole frame shook violently. She was merely held back by the tubes put in place by the doctors. Henry glanced at the door frantically; no one had come th

Eric was unable to sit still in his chair, and no, it wasn’t because he had locomotive problems. He was worried, as anyone would be if they had a meeting to talk to their lawyer about the chances of their freedom. Things weren’t looking good for him. He stared at the pristine white walls of the small conference room.Beads of sweat formed on his forehead, although the room was ventilated. He loosened his tie and knotted it again. His nerves were all over his face, he couldn’t even think. He was beginning to run out of options. There was a rapt knock on the door, and he jumped to his feet almost immediately. He crossed the length of the room and extended a hand. "Good day, Mr. Pratt.""Good day, Mr. Allen."Eric showed him a seat.Mr. Pratt was the best crooked lawyer that was willing to defend him. Henry had gotten on the side of the public; no lawyer wanted to wade into that kind of murky water, but with the right amount of money, any man could be bought."Any good news?" Eric delved