Married to the Billionaire のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 141 - チャプター 150

The hail kept powdering down the street, as we heard the bouts of laughter from downstairs, yet the silence between us was unforeseeable."You read?", he asked tapping the books that lined my bedside table, towering high. A certain stack of books, were in this stack one that he couldn't see, that I didn't want him to see. He flips through the books as I race over, hoping he would get the memo and stop, but he passed by the books noticing them all, his face turned sour."These are my father's books", he staid squeamish at that fact, and I didn't know how to say the rest. His father was any interesting person, and his books were a work of art. His words flowed so intricately and passion-filled. That I couldn't help but admire, and read the rest of the books."I saw them, at the cabin", I stumbled on the words as he looked through them, at my simple annotations. A book that good, and that I had so many thoughts about needed to be written down, so the margins were filled

The day he left was on repeat in my mind, it had only been a week ago but his words, his smile. Something was different about him that morning we had woken up, and to my surprise other people were worried about this too.One in particular, as he spoke clearly and concisely on the phone."I'm just saying don't let him turn you rotten inside", Zeke warned, and at this point I was tuning him out, I wanted answers as to why they hated each other.Was he really allowed to boss me around like this? I knew it was wrong to agree to his words, even though I knew they weren't true but I just wanted him to stop yelling in my ear."Okay", I said, toying with the blanket we had wrapped ourselves in that cold night with hail and rain. Zeke didn't know about that night, nobody did.I knew Lola had told Zeke her point of view into this situation and just like Lola did, Zeke lectured me about sleeping with the devil. He wasn't the devil, he was far from it, he was a person w

Ever since the launch party, Natalie had barely left the house. She had become too frightened of just how close she had come to risking the babies that day at the launch party. During the part, Natalie had a scare that had everyone concerned for the newly pregnant women. I knew she hadn't eaten much that day or drank enough, she had this overwhelming stress that came over her that day. I knew she had been pushing her limits that day, it was as if she had lost those boundaries that she had set with herself to protect her and the babies.But during the party, she became squeamish and dizzy, I remembered she had rushed off the stage towards Nolan and tumbled in his arms. Nolan took her to the back carefully, we gave her water and some food and she was feeling better after that.But the aftermath of all of that scared her the most, I think she was still so embarrassed and surprised that she had let it get so bad. But ever since then she took her bed rest the doctor had ordered

The plane rocked and shook, waking me up harshly. My head rested on something hard, as I felt someone's hands reach over me, trying to search for something, and as I looked at the 'thing' my head was resting on, I found it wasn't a thing at all, but a person. Dallas's eyes warned me, and finally he made eye contact with me, removing his hands from my body. His eyes were drawn away, and he towered over me again as he grabbed my seat belt, strapping me in safely. With no words he tightened the belt. And sat himself back down in the seat, I still couldn't process this all, I was still confused on how he was even here. "The seatbelt sign came on, we're landing soon", he spoke in a monotone voice, and his eyes distant as ever. He couldn't even look at me, let alone look into my eyes as he talked. The word distant couldn't even describe how he was. I wanted to ask him, if he was okay? If he was upset about something? But as he kept looking back in his seat, as I observed hi

We walked down the stairs in silence, I was too focused on not tripping over my dress, and Dallas was close behind me. God this place needed elevators. BADLY. We grabbed the many things, Alec wanted us too, and Dallas was just about to load them in the car and I had a better idea. "Let's walk, come on", I motioned for him as he took the bouquet of flowers I had him hold and he walked side by side without any complaints. "So the happy couple is in love?" He asked, almost asking just to spite me. He emphasized the word love as if he didn't believe in it, like it was just something a person wanted, but could never get. "They are, they've been through so much together", I spoke about them like magic, Dallas probably thought it was meaningless. "Good for them", he huffed and puffed. "You don't believe in love?" I asked him, as we walked closer to the river nearing off the street. His demeanor changed as he dug his pockets in his hands just like when I