All Chapters of Rescued By The Forty-Five Years Old Zillionaire.: Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

A fresh breeze came to kiss my face. The people who were invited to today's event were looking for seats. I was staring at Marcov, who was walking with his son until the edge of the red carpet was reached. I could see how sadness swims in the balls of Kalvis' eyes. He was looking at me. It made me stare away from him. “Ladies and gentlemen, the bride of the century!” Margarette was wearing a white and luxurious wedding gown. Her veil was only half of her face. She walks happily. She was feeling the moment. I looked again in Kalvis' direction. His eyes were nailed at me. Tears suddenly ran down his face, and it caused me to feel a little pain. It's not because I regret choosing Marcov over Kalvis, but because I can feel the hurtful part of him. His father and I put him in this situation. We locked him inside the jail, which caused him to be so lonely. It's a beach wedding. The sun and the wind witnessed the happiest part of the Greenes' lives, and the breeze sympathized with Kalvi

How am I supposed to have the appetite to rise from this bed? I didn't hear the sound of the alarm; I took the clock and saw what time it was. It was still before the time I should get up. Well, I haven't been sleeping since last night. I was uncomfortable, and it seemed that my heart was looking for something. I tried to close my eyes, but after a snap, I heard the disturbing sound from the alarm clock. The sun came out already, ready to shine on the surface of the earth, yet here I am still buried in the cushion and covered by the thick fabric.I waited for another sound from the clock before I forced my tired self to rise. I didn't fild the linen properly; I made it like a ball and threw it on the pillow. I sat down on the bed, feeling weak and thinking about how Marcov made me feel these days. I wanted to complain, but he was right that I was the one who should understand him because he has a busy schedule. My phone rang, and I took it. I excitedly answered the call because it

I helped the person who first planted hate in my heart. It was ironic how I was able to look back on her earlier and assist her until we both got in the car. I drove to the unit. It was a quiet trip to my unit with my mother, who opened the gate of hell for me. Until we got into the unit, I wasn't talking to her but took care of her in silence. “I never thought that everything would come to this, Veronne. I was treated nicely by those people, but when they got everything from me, they just treated me like shit that they shouldn't be seeing the rest of their lives.” I didn't ask her about the worst decision she ever made, but she was telling me everything. I don't even know if she was helping me to cure the wound she carved in my heart or if she was making it even tougher to be cured. “I-I had a beautiful life with your father and with you, but I walked away and cheated on him. I was too numb to let that man fool me around, Veronne.”So she realized something? I think it's too late

-Marcov-Her mother was still trying to absorb the fact that she just knew it now. “I am confident of my daughter's beauty and kindness, yet it's really surprising that her boyfriend is the richest man in the world.”“Mommy.”“Why? It's your fault that you didn't tell me ahead of time. Until now, my mind couldn't afford to process everything.”“Let us have a wonderful dinner,” I said, taking the piece of meat and putting it on Veronne's mother's plate. She smiles widely. “Thank you so much.” She looks at Veronne, who was still blaming herself for what happened earlier. “I only have one child, Marcov. I know that I am only a year older than you, but I want to call you “son” if it's alright with you.”The heat from my heart is in the veins of my face. She made me feel so young. I stare at Veronne and ask her opinion regarding her mother's plea. “Mom, isn't it—?”“What? Awkward? Well, it is much more awkward if he calls me sister and I call him brother. I am his mother-in-law, and it

I ran off to where I left my car. I hopped in when the door was open. I couldn't make myself calm right now because of the pain that's reigning inside my heart. How did it happen? We just talked a few days ago. We had a great dinner with my mother, and we laughed at the table, feeling blessed as my mother gave her blessings to us. Well, I know that after that we had a misunderstanding, but I wasn't expecting that he would be gone. I was holding tight to the steering wheel; my mind was refusing to absorb all the ideas about Marcov being gone, and my eyes were blurry because of the tears that blocked them from seeing the front of the road. With my heart pounding to see him, I drove off to his house. The guard allowed me to come inside since I was already there.“Marcov! Marcov! Where are you?” My voice echoed all around the corner of his giant house. I saw Lira coming in my direction, so I approached her. Without any question, I hugged her, I cried on her shoulder, and I made her fee