All Chapters of Oops: I Married The Wrong Billionaire: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

IrinaAlonzo wrapped his arm around my body even more. Tears continuously flew from my eyes down to my cheeks. My voice broke and I was breathless as I sobbed in his arms. Alonzo's hold of me was the only thing that kept me on my feet.Alonzo cupped my cheeks, "Baby, what is it? Hmm? Tell me what happened to you, Irina." He demanded but his voice remained soft.I tilted my head to gaze at my room, but looking back at that place only brought me fear and so, tears flooded my eyes again."D-Damian.... h-he's inside and he tried to t-touch me. H-He tried to rape me." Alonzo's eyes darkened into oblivion of anger. He was ready to bust the door and beat Damian up, but I clung to his arm and broke down even more, halting him to join me on the floor."Don't leave me, please. Don't go. I need you here. Alonzo, don't leave," I said repeatedly while my hands were tightly clutching his dress shirt.Anger burned brighter in his eyes. Alonzo took out his phone to call someone while I buried and hid

Alonzo"I can't believe that we're standing here watching Damian's cock get burned by a raging fire," Kaius commented. I stopped musing and turned my eyes to him. Kaius darted an inquiring look and then his lips slowly rounded up as he mumbled, "Oh." "Yeah, you did ask me to do something. I might have forgotten to report the details to you, but it's done. Our private security is scattered all over the hotel. They are trained to be discreet. Irina would never notice them.""You better be sure of that, Kaius." "I am, Leandro." My eyes who were gazing at him darkened. "Irina isn't around. She won't hear me call you by your real name. You can't hide your real identity from her forever, Leandro." "I know!" I spat irritably, "But I don't want her to hear it from someone else so you better shut your mouth Kaius, or else." "Or else what?" Kaius provoked. "You'd cut me off and stop being friends with me?""If my relationship with my wife fell apart because of your mouth then yes. I'll cu

Irina I was busily and mindlessly playing with my wedding and engagement ring as I watched the divorce lawyer open her lips and discuss the steps to filing the divorce paper. I knew she was talking, but for some reason, I couldn't hear her words. All that my head was capable of at that moment was to replay the scene that I saw at the restaurant and sulk at the fact that Alonzo, a man whom I deemed was the closest to being the man of my dream was a cheater too."Irina." Eve gently tapped my arm. I blinked my eyes and looked at the fountain pen that Atty. Archimedes was offering me. "H-Ha?" I asked, still soaked in my confusion. "You have to sign these divorce papers, Irina. Here, in this spot," Atty. Archimedes said as she pointed at my name printed on the paper. I took the fountain pen from her hand and was about to sign my name on it when my lawyer spoke again. "If you need time to thoroughly think about this. It's fine too, Ms. Irina. You can send the papers to my office after

Irina"Oh, I'm sorry about the late introduction. I'm Alonzo Waldorf, Irina's husband."  I struggled to keep breathing as I could feel my family's eyes directed towards me. All of them are waiting for me to confirm whether Alonzo is indeed my husband, or not. "Irina, who is this man and is he telling the truth? You're married to him? Who even is this?" Warren asked in a small voice. We are in a public setting. He'd never dare raise his voice here and show the public the real him. Warren slowly panned his eyes to Alonzo, "Who are you?" He asked. Alonzo laughs mockingly, but his eyes are gentle. He doesn't look like he's mocking my father even when I know that he is. "I believe that I had just said who I am, Sir," Alonzo replied sarcastically, but still with a gentle tone shrouded in his voice. "I'm not asking for your name. I'm asking from what family you came from. You may find it hard to believe but for rich people. L.A.

Irina Alonzo tried to stop me from covering my face by gently tugging my palm off my face. "Show me your pretty face, will you, baby?"I groaned and squirmed to tell Alonzo that I didn't want to. I'm embarrassed to show him my face. "It's okay," Alonzo assured me. "No, it's not. I said awful things to you. I assumed. I called you a cheater. I was cursing you in my head for days. I hated you. I even wanted to divorce you." "About that. You're not going to divorce me right? I already shredded the divorce paper that you sent to my office anyway," he said. "You did? When did you shred it?" "The day I get my hands on it. I didn't even bother myself to read it. I'm not going to divorce you, Irina." Confusion slammed through me. I tilted my head as I stared at him."But you have to? We have to divorce each other after a year. We have a contract. It's stated in that contract that we will have a divorce