All Chapters of Loathed Wife of the Wicked Billionaire: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

I am busy putting the ointment on the bruises that my own hands caused. I closed my eyes as my skin absorbed the coolness effect of the ointment. I'm feeling good somehow. It's been a week after I hurt my own face. "Look what you did to your face, Athara. No one suffered but you. Somehow, think before doing anything to yourself," my husband said. I didn't say a word of blaming him because I did it to myself. And telling him that I did it because of him is quite unreasonable to him. He will put his ass away if I reason that out. He always washes his hands after the damage has been done to ensure that he is not the one to be blamed. "You're here already? I thought you wouldn't come home.""This is my house. I will go home whenever I want," he said. He removed his clothes and took a towel to cover his lower body. He headed to the bathroom. I faced the mirror again. I haven't been able to move the muscles in my face very much because the parts with bruises are still aching. "Theron'

••Theron••My heart beat even faster when I saw my wife fall to the ground. Tears welled up in her eyes and those tears kissed the grass.I looked at our two maids. My eyes were asking what happened to my wife. The two shook their heads. Concha is crying because of nervousness. "Concha! What did you do to her?!" I asked Concha. I can feel Concha's nervousness. Even her lips were trembling. "I didn't do anything to her. She asked me for coffee so I brewed it for her and brought it here to the garden according to her instructions. I didn't do anything to Ma'am A-Athara," said Concha, defending herself. Fuck! I scratched the back of my neck because of the nervousness. I'm not sure what I should do. I'm confused. "If something happens to her, you will be responsible for it," I told the two. "I'm not guilty of what happened. I just followed Ma'am Athara's order," said Concha. Even if our relationship is not good, I can't bear to see her in pain because of other people. I don't want o

I could see the multicoloured lights hanging from the poles on the side of the road. The raindrops started to fall one by one in front of my car. The two non-stretchable plastic sticks move to spread the raindrops in front of my car. My phone rang so I thought of connecting it to my bluetooth earphone before answering the call so that even if I was talking to someone I would be able to drive. "Hello," I answered."Theron."I smiled sadly when I heard her voice. Actually, we should be the ones who should be together and living under the same roof now. She should have been my wife now and not Athara if that accident hadn't happened. The tragedy caused by the Swans took us away and put gap in the middle of us. I had already prepared for the future with her but suddenly our story got twisted. She is not another woman in my life, she would have been my wife. "Theron, how are you? You don't visit me here at the condominium anymore. I miss you," she said to meWe were childhood sweethea

I am driving off to the hospital again. If daddy didn't negotiate with me about giving the bet of what to choose I would be still sitting down and enjoying how Samantha would be giving me the best sex she could offer. I answered the call again coming from my mom who was fond of her finally met daughter-in-law. I don't know what they see on her. She's just completely useless and a woman with nothing. "Why the hell are you calling again, mommy?" I asked with annoyance."Where are you now? Can't you make it hurry?""Mom, tell her to fucking wait! I am still driving off to the hospital again. Can't she wait? Damn!""You must watch your mouth, Theron! You are really disrespecting her! What the hell is your problem why can't you give her the respect she deserves?"I shook my gead after hearing the words that my mommy told. It seems that she wasn't aware about the fact why I am doing bullshit things to Athara. "Don't play the innocent part, mommy. You are aware about why I couldn't give h

I am solitary now on the veranda of our house. My hand is holding the goblet that has red wine in it. I stare at the heavens, where stars are scattered in no particular order. The big dipper is making a difference among the constellations that are formed in the sky. It looks wonderful. It looks peaceful. It looks like the peace I am looking for, but it seemed to be taken away from me as the falling leaves took it away from the tree.A heavy sigh came out of my mouth and nose after I took a sip from the goblet I was holding. The wine tastes sweet, and there's a little bitterness in its taste, but it's tolerable. Well, I have read that the bitterness of wine matches its sweetness. Life is like that. Bitterness, which is the thing that makes us feel awful, and sweetness, which symbolizes happiness, are well mixed to make life balanced.My eyes closed their lids, and a couple of tears raced to the tip of my chin.Shit! I don't understand it anymore. I don't get the feelings that I have fo