All Chapters of My Rejected Billionaire Luna Wife: Chapter 141 - Chapter 150

Amelia felt like her head was going to explode. The headache had started the moment she woke up. Normally, she liked to savor a cappuccino in her robe while she went over her to-do lists for the day. It helped her centre. But not today. There wasn’t enough time! Her to-do list was too long, and it kept growing. It felt like as soon as she crossed off one item, three more sprang up. She quickly pulled on her clothes, a black and white checkered dress with matching black Mary Jane shoes (comfort was key today). Then she ran a brush through her hair and darted out the door. Jonathan? Check. She dipped her head into his room. He sleepily opened his eyes. “Good morning, beautiful,” he smiled at her. “I can’t stay. I have a million things to do,” she said. “Whoa. Slow down. Take a minute. Come here.” He patted the bed. She shook her head. “I really can’t. But tell you what? Meet me for lunch? I’ll arrange something. Let’s eat outside,

The hard part of the plan was getting Jonathan to leave with Stella. But this part was crucial. That way, when the pictures were smeared all over the projector during the launch party, people would start whispering.‘You know what? I SAW this coming.’‘They were flirting.’‘They left the bar TOGETHER!’This would add a layer of credibility to the pictures. Amelia would hear the gossip. There would be too much proof to contest.But how could they be sure Jonathan would leave with Stella? What if he refused?That’s where Vivenne came in.Sephora was here. Everyone knew that Blackseed was selling contraband potions and poisons. It was a well-known secret. No one talked about it, though. It just happened to be a lucky coincidence that Sephora was at the resort. The right potion would make their plan even easier. There had to be a potion that would alter Jonathan’s sense of reason. Heighten his sexual urges? Make him powerless to resist Stella… Not a love potion – those were r

Alfred was already waiting for Olivia in the forest. She scurried down the path towards the place in the forest that held ‘Olivia’s Garden.’ She knew the way by heart. Alfred didn’t know, but Olivia had been to her special art installation many, many times since he first showed her during Amelia’s failed surprise party.She liked seeing the Olivia figurines in all the different places in the world. It made her feel special. She broke through the forest and into the clearing. Alfred was standing in the centre of it. She stopped the moment she saw him.There was something different about him. His clothes were strange and flamboyant as always, so that wasn’t it. His hair was the same. He was holding a flask filled with whiskey, which was nothing out of the ordinary. Then Olivia saw it. She locked eyes with his.There was an intensity in his eyes that she’d never seen. Without breaking his gaze, he took a massive swig of his flask. Then he put it down, his eyes still on her. She felt her

Olivia’s face paled. What is true? Was there really something wrong with Jonathan’s wolf? She looked to Mercy. Mercy wouldn’t lie, not about this. “Shit,” Olivia said. “And Amelia doesn’t know?” Mercy shook her head. “Okay. Yeah. I’ll tell her. She might be able to help.” Olivia took out her phone and called Amelia. She told her what was happening in whispered tones. Then she hung up. “What did she say?” Mercy asked, wringing her hands together. She was really hoping Amelia could help Jonathan. She knew that Jonathan’s wolf would come back – eventually. It was just a matter of time. But she feared that Jonathan would do something stupid or drastic in the meantime, like leave the resort. But maybe if Amelia talked to him… Of course, there was another way. Mercy knew which potion to use. She knew where to get it. She could just slip it in his drink. But there were risks… Patience and time were much better options. Amelia

Sephora knew everyone was staring at her, and she didn’t give a flying fuck. She was used to it. In the wolf world, werewolves sensed her authoritative presence and knew she was an Alpha. The human world was different, though. Humans knew there was something different about her, something majestic, but they couldn’t place it. They called it ‘natural allure’, and ‘charisma’. As such, she drew eyes wherever she went, both in the wolf world and in the human one. She lit her cigar and inhaled deeply. “You can’t smoke in here, Mother.” “Don’t be ridiculous,” she said to Jonathan, who had come up to the bar as soon as he saw her. “It’s the law,” he said. “Human world. Human laws.” Sephora saw that he was, in fact, being serious. Then she rolled her eyes and reached for a half-empty drink beside her. She dropped her cigar into the drink. It hisses. “Happy?” she asked. The bartender slid her whiskey across the bar.