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101 - Becca

For the first time in months, I had a dream that wouldn't make me cry when I woke up.Even if it was the kind of dream a lot, the one you never want to leave, I didn't feel terrible for opening my eyes and taking a deep breath. I didn't feel afraid to find the darkness or excessive light right on top of my head. I found myself in a white room and lying on a comfortable bed. In an environment whose smell was not rotten and I didn't even remember blood and urine.I woke up looking at the white ceiling, at the purity of the sunlight that entered through the open shutter, and at the yellow flowers that rested on the nightstand next to my bed. It was like still being inside my dream, which was in a very blue place and with the sea water touching my knees. It was like being back in life, although my head still buzzed with the confusion between the realities.My left arm was holding a serum pipe in my vein, and it was sore. The rest of the body didn't hurt. But even so, I could see the marks
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102 - Becca

Fred stood up before the second tear ran down my face, he approached the bed and leaned over, kissing my forehead and cheeks. It didn't hurt either, but the affection with which he touched that region that should certainly be hurt and swollen, moved me to the point of crying even more. When I found myself, I was already getting up and hugging Fred tightly, afraid that it was really a very good dream."I'm sorry, Becca," he said, in a fragile voice, failed. I was crying, I noticed before the tears wet my shoulder, where he touched his head, "I'm sorry for taking so long.”"I also feel," I spoke sincerely.And nothing that anyone else had said would have made me feel better than him. Only Fred understood that it wasn't good that I was back. That it was no reason to celebrate that I could still have enough conditions to identify the people who hurt me. Because having mental conditions to identify, also made me able to remember and relive all that, for all the days that still came.Fred u
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103 - Fred

"Have you been in therapy? " Becca asked, turning sideways in the hospital bed. "It looks like you're more depressed today than last week.”"It's just your impression, Becca," I spoke with a brief smile, but without humor. I left the book that was on my lap, and which she made a point of interrupting my reading aloud, and I settled in the armchair. "But I've been in therapy since your disappearance. It used to be every day of the week, since I wasn’t going to work either, but now I only had one appointment.”Becca opened her eyes with astonishment.“Because of me?”"No, dear. I just feel like I don’t need to go to a doctor anymore to feel better, I prefer to be with you.”Rebecca opened an equally dull smile, and looked away at the ceiling. A week had passed since he had returned. Seven days in which the press still camped in front of the hospital and tried to infiltrate in every way to have exclusive statements. The police were still unfolding to protect a building of more than twent
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104 - Fred

"Can you lie down here? “Rebecca asked, indicating the bed with one hand. “It’s cold today.”I got up, left the book in the armchair and approached the bed. It was too small. Even if I wasn't at my normal weight, Becca would be squeezed, and I had to choose the side where she didn't receive the serum to try to lie down. With a lot of cost and the audible creaking of the bed, I managed to drag myself to his side, covering us with the hospital blanket."Do you feel better now? “I asked softly.Rebecca made a gesture very similar to a shrug, but that sounded very discreetly."I think better is difficult. I feel good enough now. At least I’m warm and the cold terrifies me more than anything now.”My arm was on the side of her body, because I didn't want to put it in her belly and hurt her in any way. However, Rebecca moved until she stood in front of me, pulling the hose of her serum as much as possible. I was worried and mentioned speaking, but soon she fixed the medicine and remained in
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105 - Becca

"Becca, baby, I was so worried," my mother said, even before going through the door. She pushed Fred to the side and leaned over me on the bed, kissing my face on both sides and kneading me in a hug. She has always been a very careful woman, but she didn't care about my serum and the device that controlled my signals. He didn't even notice that Fred despaired for her carelessness. "Only God knows how much I prayed for you and how much I cried for you to get better soon.”"I imagine, mom," I said in a laughing tone, although I wasn't happy at all that day. I had barely slept. My eyes were still swollen. The nurse had given me a dose of painkillers because I complained of stomach pain. And Fred looked even worse than me, with his hair unkempt and dark circles almost reaching his cheeks. "But now everything is fine. I'm back, and I don't intend to disappear anytime soon. Don't worry about me.”Raphael, my childhood best friend, opened a serene smile. He didn't seem so worried, exactly as
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106 - Becca

"Cause even more paranoia in a patient with clear stress, is cruel," Fred, nervous. My mother turned to him, ready for the fight. For her bad luck, Fred was already more than without patience, and he wouldn't leave it cheap. "Becca was missing, we all looked for her, we all had the same answer for months. I didn't find her because I paid more, but by effort, alone. I don't need you to offend me in front of her, Sophie. Enough of this story. Becca needs care, silence and as little stress as possible. All you're doing is remembering where she was and who she was with. She can't go through this again.”"And you're the one who determines that? "My mother asked, moving away from bed. I felt my heart accelerate in a weird way, and discreetly, I pressed the button that called the nurse. "She's my daughter, Friederich. MY DAUGHTER, before it's anything of yours. And you deprived me of information and news for months. You were guilty and keep insisting on pushing me away. And the person who is
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107 - Fred

As expected, Becca was not discharged.She was still having trouble curing herself from infections, she was still weak and having increasingly strong anxiety crises. By medical recommendation, we transferred her to my family's home, where she would have both the support of my grandfather "experienced medical clinician" and Pauline, my cousin Ethan's nurse and girlfriend, as well as someone with whom Becca already had a certain familiarity.I don't need to say how much Becca's mother freaked out when she heard the news. We knew that sooner or later she would get into trouble and involve a lawyer throughout history. So, as far as I understood, there was a promise of a lawsuit being opened against me, just because, according to Sophie's words, I was depriving her of being close to her daughter.Becca, in turn, always made it clear to everyone "including the police" that she was in a position to say what she would or would not like to be done in the face of her hospitalization. When the d
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108 - Becca

“Is the light good enough for you?”"Do you have the ideal temperature?”“Do you want me to fix the pillow?”“Do you need help?”“Do you feel hungry?”I couldn't take it anymore. Every day, different people “at least they were all women” would show up to ask some of those things. My favorite person was Madeleine, who was always sulking in the corners and cursing when someone insisted on having answers that I didn't make a point of giving.As far as I remembered, Fred's sister was a loving person, calm, chic, and very centered. Maddie's new version was unstable, irritable and very impatient. Several times a day, she threw people out of my room, and always stayed in the corner, without asking questions and without facing me with that look of pity that everyone seemed to have perfected especially for me.She used to stay in the room when Fred had to go to the bathroom or when he was called by one of his security guards who were at the door. He didn't tell me why he kept security guards a
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109 - Becca

"Hi, Becca," he said, in a happy intonation."Hi," I spoke in a low tone, but I opened a false smile for him too.He was carrying flowers and extended them to Maddie."I don't know if she may be allergic to this type of flower, but I thought it would be impolite in appearing empty-handed.”Maddie jumped up to him "literally" and took the flowers, as if they were for her. I didn't doubt that they would be, because the look the two exchanged was full of intimacy. With the excuse of going to look for a vase, Maddie left the room, but Fred's security guard pulled the armchair near the window "next to the bed", without giving us any privacy.As much as Maddie was an accomplice for Raphael to enter, Fred's security guard should be fulfilling the orders not to leave me alone with anyone else, but it was uncomfortable to be in the same environment with two men. Even more men with whom I wasn't having so much familiarity. I got tense, but they didn't notice.“How are you? "I asked with a sligh
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110 - Fred

Becca's father lived in a falling apart house, whose street housed few neighbors and several thin and angry dogs. The house was made of aged wood, with a window facing the street and the glass broken, just like a wooden door that seemed to have been leaning against to say that the property was not abandoned. There was no garden, not even a grass, as if the soil refused to bloom in that uninhabitable place.While leaving the car and investigating the neighborhood, I couldn't help but wonder if Becca and her mother didn't go through such homes throughout their lives with that man. It was not difficult to understand that he was sloppy and with a great habit of blaming others for their problems. Not even the mailbox, which was a standard of all the houses around, remained intact and in its usual reddish tone. He shouldn't worry, of course, he didn't receive mail."Mr. Hanson" called Sawyer, covering my side with his escort. “Do you prefer me to call the police instead of going in?”"Are y
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