All Chapters of The Billionaire's Housemaid: Chapter 241 - Chapter 250

Flora was inside the house, restlessly lying on the couch, repeatedly dialing the DPO in charge of Rowan's investigation. Each attempt went unanswered, adding to her growing restlessness and anxiety. David discovering the involvement of Andrew in the recent events was the last thing she wanted, and the fact that Andrew had thwarted the plan to harm the baby further infuriated her. She couldn't help but feel a pang of regret for not being aware of Andrew's attempt earlier; she would have welcomed the opportunity to finish what he started.Though her primary concern now was for Rowan to exit their lives, the lack of answers from the DPO intensified her frustration. After the tenth unsuccessful attempt, she flung the phone onto the couch, clenching her fists in a burst of anger. Her eyes darted around the room, fueled by a simmering rage, until they settled on the clock. A fleeting thought crossed her mind, wondering if David would even come home today.Driven by impatience and irritatio

"I'm not lying, David. I can see you still have feelings for your ex-wife, and it's tearing us apart. I don't want that, but I've got a solution – we need to befriend Rowan. Trust me, David, I wouldn't deceive you," Flora pleaded, her eyes reflecting a mix of sincerity and desperation. Yet, David remained unconvinced, a stubborn resistance evident in his every expression."Let's just sleep on it," David finally suggested, his doubtful eyes betraying a lack of trust. Flora could feel the weight of his disbelief, and she knew there was only one person to blame – Rowan.If only Rowan had never entered their lives, they wouldn't be facing these heart-wrenching setbacks. Watching David walk away without caring about Flora's feelings, something he'd never done before, felt like a sharp dagger to her heart."David, you have to decide tonight!" Flora yelled, the frustration and hurt evident in her voice. She was tired of constantly trying to make him want her, exhausted from attempting to mak

"Flora, did you really mean it that David protected your friend, the one who almost cost me my life?" Rowan's voice trembled with a mix of disbelief and hurt. She couldn't fathom the idea that David, the man she had once trusted and cared for, would prioritize Flora's wishes over her safety and the well-being of their unborn child.Flora, maintaining a cold and indifferent demeanor, looked at Rowan with a superiority that fueled Rowan's anguish. "What are you thinking? That David will choose you over my requests from him? Sorry to let you know, he loves me and me alone, so back off."Rowan's eyes welled up with a mixture of sadness and frustrationFlora left Rowan alone in the coffee shop, the weight of her words hanging in the air. Rowan remained seated, trying to process the revelation that David had chosen to protect Flora's interests over seeking justice for the person who had nearly cost her the life of her unborn child.Tears streamed down Rowan's face, each drop a testament to

As David and Rowan stood beside his car, a heavy silence engulfed them, creating an atmosphere thick with tension and unspoken words. David's heart pounded with a mixture of anxiety and confusion, as he couldn't shake the unsettling feeling that Rowan was deliberately creating distance between them. The memory of Rowan swiftly disavowing any romantic connection to the couple they had just encountered gnawed at David's mind. Despite his usual composed demeanor as the President of A's Usual, a subtle ache of rejection began to pulse through him. Breaking the oppressive quiet, David hesitantly offered, "Let me drop you at home." His voice carried a vulnerability that betrayed his inner turmoil. Rowan, however, declined with a soft-spoken, "No thank you, don't let me disturb you. I'll find a cab to take me home." David, unable to contain his frustration, retorted with an edge of anger, not bothering to mask the hurt beneath. "Suit yourself," David muttered, his words laced with a mix o

Flora's eyes were filled with a mix of frustration and confusion as she confronted David. "David, what happened? My uncle called, saying the proposal he submitted to your company wasn't for us. Is something wrong?" She had welcomed him warmly, taken her suitcase to the room, and set the table for both of them. David, having just finished eating, wiped his mouth with a napkin. He sighed, understanding the gravity of Flora's concerns. "Did you ask your uncle if he received another email?" he inquired while doing a final cleaning of his hands. Flora replied hesitantly, as if stumbling over her words, "Yes, but it's not clear to me. He mentioned being summoned to an oral defense or interview." "Okay, then wait until tomorrow," David suggested. Flora, seated in front of him, clenched her fist but tried to maintain a calm facade. "Must our company go through the same process as others? You know we're still the best, and you can't possibly want us to..." Flora continued, but David interje