All Chapters of Mr. President Contracted Marriage : Chapter 151 - Chapter 160

Jason's POVI got home hours later. I had decided to stop by at work for a few meetings I have been putting off before going home because I knew Lisa wouldn't be back until three hours later because she had texted me that she had a few emergency surgeries to perform..As I entered the house, I could smell something delicious cooking.Dropping my phone and keys on the coffee table, I strolled into the kitchen where I heard laughter and found Violet and Vince cooking.Vince was seated on the Counter top watching her slice some vegetables.They were both engrossed in a conversation that didn't notice me come in."Y'all seem to be having fun." I started as I walked up to Violet.She turned around and smiled, dropping the knife and wiping her hands off with a napkin. She ran towards me, meeting me halfway and hugged me.I wrapped my hand around her tightly and kissed her softly on her soft lips."Mmmn." She moaned."I missed you all day." I grinned, breaking the kiss to look at her. "I

Narrator's POV Grandpa Gomez stared at his grandson knowing he'd been backed into a corner. He knew the look on Jason's face wasn't a guessing look. It was definitely a knowing look and this was his worst nightmare. How he'd managed to get a hold of the secrets he'd kept for so long impressed him and annoyed him at the same time. He really was his grandfather's grandson, so to speak.Jason, seeing that his grandpa hesitated, was getting impatient. "Your accomplice already confessed. There's no need for you to start hiding things grandpa," Jason said with a disappointed look. He still found it hard to believe that his grandpa could do such a thing. Grandpa Gomez, deciding there was no use keeping secrets anymore because he wouldn't be here demanding for answers if didn't already at least know something, he spoke."Fine… I'll tell you what happened." He sighed.He watched as his son quickly took his seat beside him. He looked at Jason who was standing."Have your seat," he said to

Jason's POV"I am Vince's father." I whispered, testing the information in my tongue with eyes wide, staring at my grandfather as everything clicked in.He'd just told me a story that was damn near disgusting and I wasn't sure where to first start.He nodded slowly as if afraid to confirm the truth.He was right to be afraid, the only thing controlling me right now was that my father was beside me and that I was still struggling to believe everything I had just heard."I'm Vince's Dad?" I repeated, just to be sure I wasn't crazy."Yes, Vince is your son." He confirmed again. There was a defiant look in grandpa's eyes that pissed me off.This had to be a dream, a fucking nightmare. I pinched myself just for good measure but it seemed very much that I was in fact very much not dreaming.I glanced over at my father. He looked unusually quiet but angry at the same timeHis silence spoke volumes that even scared me.He looked Like he was struggling with saying something and keeping qui

Violet's POV "That was the last patient ma'am." My assistant said as she poked her head through the open door."Alright, thank you." I smiled at her."You are welcome ma'am." She smiled and closed the door behind.I physically relaxed into my chair, glad that I was finally done for the day. I was already more than exhausted from all of the patients I had to see today and all week to be honest. It had been a busy week with me in the hospital and Jason with Vince’s paternity test. We were all just trying to survive till the issue with Camile and the press blew over.I was especially worried about Clara. She was going through a lot, more than she deserved what with Camile claiming Vince as his and making videos on the internet to prove that point.It was trying times for the Clarksville and the fact that Jason was going through it made me incredibly sad.Maybe I'll make him dinner tonight, something sweet to alleviate the burden. I'll also be sure to call Clara. I needed to check on

Violet’s POV“I… I’m sorry,” I heard Jason say. His voice reached my ears vaguely. “Vaguely” because my senses were at their lowest. The only prominent sound that filled my ears was that which escaped my lips as shaky breaths. My eyes were clouded with hot tears effortlessly streaming down my cheek already.This revelation felt so sudden. To put more accurately, it felt like a knife. Plunged right through my back. I felt betrayed; anguished; torn apart; heartbroken! How could they?!The same people I considered family never bothered to reveal the truth to me until today. What were they thinking when they saw me stuff myself with lies all these years? How did he feel watching me with arms crossed as I took care of a child I always thought to be someone else’s while grieving my loss? Did it feel like the movies? Was there popcorn to go with it? “ Violet…” Jason’s pleading voice again pierced through the turmoil in my head that ravaged my sense of reaso