All Chapters of Choosing My Billionaire Husband: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

"Over here," an unfamiliar woman led me toward the office I already knew too well. A wave of guilt passed through me when I realized the previous receptionist had lost her job because of me. I didn't protest, following her like sheep. This woman was different in every way. She was a brunette and much shorter than the other one. She was not smiling and she had an air around her that made me uncomfortable. I didn't also speak because I didn't want anything that would make Davis fire any other person on my account again. "Go to the last room down this hall and knock," she said, pointing down the hallway to Davis' office. "He has company at the moment, but he specifically requested you be brought to his office immediately, so just…" Before she could round off the list of her instructions, we heard the loud angry voice of Davis thunder all the way from his office. She froze beside me, fear instantly washing over her. Inasmuch as she was different from the previous receptionist, they bo

Davis was just back, but he had already made it his duty to push me to my limit. I wouldn't let him do that. Pushing my unfinished plate of food to the side, I stood up to leave, but a steady hand on my shoulder pushed me back down. "You're not going anywhere. I said you will eat and eat, you will," he said with a sharp tone that left no room for objection. Turning to Gloria he said, "Take this plate and get her dessert." He sat down beside me when Natalie and Gloria both left to do as he asked. I felt uncomfortable but didn't say anything. When the food came, I tried my best not to even look at it even though it smelt so divine. It was going to be difficult to act like I didn't want to eat it. "You may leave. Both of you," he said to them. "And don't come back unless I specifically ask you to." They were more than eager to leave and a part of me wished I could go with them. Being alone with Davis wasn't on my list of things I looked forward to doing that evening. I looked stra

I kept to myself through most of the journey which was much longer than our drive to Davis' office usually was. I probably shouldn't have asked the nurse to tell Kayden I'd be back in twenty minutes. I didn't want him to wait for too long. My mind was preoccupied with him. Who had given him an offer? What was the offer even about and why had he been chosen even with his memory problems? Everything seemed sketchy to me but I was probably not on board simply because he would be taken away from me. I was going to tell him exactly what I thought. He was my responsibility and I wouldn't sit idly and watch someone take advantage of my man. I refused to speak to Solomon, not even asking questions when he took suspicious-looking turns and kept going deeper into unfamiliar paths. Davis had asked to see me privately, but this wasn't what I had imagined. When we kept going for over forty-five minutes with no signs of stopping, I had to speak up. "Where exactly are we going to?" I asked, look

"Where do you think you're going?" Davis asked me as I packed a few things into a big bag. I didn't answer. "Look, I know you're mad but it's already just an hour until midnight. You can't possibly leave this house now," he said, standing at the door. "You must be delusional to think I'll stay one second more in this cursed house and with you," I barked. "I almost died here. My worst moments ever have happened in this house but I foolishly remained here. This is the last straw. I think this has been a game to you to see how far you can push me. You win. I'm leaving." He was by my side in a second, looking down at me with an expression that was a mixture of anger and concern. "None of this is a freaking game. I removed him for good reason." "What reason? At least tell me!" I yelled. His jaw twitched. "You won't understand." "Again with that," I said giving up and going back to putting the basic things I needed in the bag. I didn't know where I would go, but anywhere was bette

I couldn't believe my ears. "What?" He sighed, rubbing his eyes with the tips of his fingers to show he was tired of me. "You don't always have to act so clueless or surprised all the time. You got the job. Go upstairs, shower if you haven't, and dress like someone who's going to work. All of that should take you less than ten minutes." Only Davis could make getting a job sound so condescending. I did as he asked, going upstairs. The fact that he was giving me a job now after everything he had put me through was quite hurtful. I didn't want to dwell on the fact that he only gave me the job because I had agreed to let him be in charge of me. That was already a sign of how demanding and infuriating the job would be. I dressed up within five minutes but the stubborn part of me wanted to test him. I remained on the bed, pressing my phone and watching as each minute passed. After ten minutes, I was beginning to feel jittery at my disobedience but I forced myself to remain calm, remin