All Chapters of The Billionaire's Housemaid: Chapter 251 - Chapter 260

The journey to the police station passed in what felt like the blink of an eye, leaving David yearning for more time. He wished the minutes would stretch, delaying the moment of arrival that carried an air of foreboding. Unease settled within him as he contemplated the changes in Rowan, feeling as if the person he married had slipped away. Understanding Rowan resembled untangling a complex knot, and amidst the uncertainty, David couldn't shake the belief that Flora played a part in the transformation, safeguarding their relationship. In the midst of these disconcerting thoughts, Flora's sudden exclamation shattered the silence in the car. "Did you see that?" she asked, her eyes sparkling with excitement. Drawing David from his introspection, he leaned in, eager to discern the source of her enthusiasm. "I didn't see anyone," he confessed, his gaze scanning both sides in vain. Disappointment creased Flora's face as she let out a deflated "Ooooh," hoping David had caught sight of whatev

"I can't wait to see you again, Uncle James. Thanks for today," Naomi said with a bright smile. James nodded, relieved to have a break from her company. Naomi stepped inside, her heart light with happiness, a feeling she had been yearning for. In the sitting room, she found Kate leisurely sipping juice. "Enjoy your little date with James? Maybe you'll finally find someone who can handle your 'madness'," Kate sneered, a mocking tone in her voice. Matteo's attempts to find suitors for his daughter had all ended in rejection. "'Madness'? Am I not better than you, cozying up to a man old enough to be your father? Your madness surpasses mine," Naomi retorted, catching Kate off guard. Her brother had always shielded her from such comments. "Lost for words, are we? Consider this a warning. Today marks the end of you hurting my brother. Don't mistake my silence for ignorance," Naomi declared sternly before walking away, leaving Kate fuming with her insults falling on deaf ears. "Hey, welc

Flora simmered with dissatisfaction after David's stern warning to keep the issue hushed from his parents. An idea dawned on her – a clever ploy to turn the elders in David's family against Rowan. The unsettling part was figuring out how to spill the beans without entangling herself in the mess. Her mind swirled with these thoughts until the memory of Richard's peculiar fondness for his boss's ex-wife surfaced. "Picture this: having to pick between saving your boss and his ex," Flora tantalizingly proposed as she dialed Richard's number. "Hello, Miss Flora," came Richard's unpleasant tone, a familiar discomfort in his voice. Yet, Flora reveled in it, unfazed by his unease. "Are you with your boss?" she inquired, her authoritative tone unsettling Richard. "No, ma'am. What can I do for you?" Richard hurriedly responded, an urgency to wrap up the conversation evident. "I need to share something crucial with you. I offended Rowan, and David wants to take the blame. I tried to stop h

David stood there, stunned by the words echoing through the phone. It was like a punch to the gut, and part of him desperately wished it was just a twisted plan by Rowan.Turning away, he faced the restaurant entrance, scanning for any sign of deceit. When he found none, he briskly walked away, leaving the echoes of the conversation behind.As he reached his car and opened the door, his phone rudely interrupted, vibrating in his hand. Reluctantly answering, he saw it was his mother on the line."David, don't let those words get to you. Flora wouldn't do something like that; she loves you, she's a good girl, and she won't bring you harm," his mother reassured, her voice carrying a mix of concern and conviction."Mom, I've got to go," David responded, abruptly ending the call, not wanting to entertain the possibility of his world falling apart.Listening to his mother's words, David sensed an undercurrent of doubt in her voice. It was as if her tone betrayed the reassurance she was tryi

"No way, it's gotta be a prank," Rowan mumbled as she thought about the call. Then, she let the phone slip from her grasp and nestled her head back into the cozy quilt, still feeling half-asleep, drifting back into the world of dreams. Over an hour had passed since that mysterious call, and Rowan was savoring her deep slumber until the blaring alarm shocked her awake once again. She rubbed her tired eyes and reached out to silence the annoying alarm. Suddenly, the memory of the call flooded back, and she hastily grabbed her phone, scrolling through the contact list. Her mouth fell open in disbelief, the room seemed to grow warmer, and she rubbed her eyes twice as if hoping the situation would change. "Why on earth would someone ring me up at 6:00 am and call me Mrs. Thompson?" Rowan wondered aloud, her mind swirling with confusion. It just didn't add up, seeing that truly she received a call. Realizing the clock ticking and the pressing need to head to work, Rowan swiftly changed