All Chapters of Carrying The Billionaire's Heir: Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

KADEN'S POINT OF VIEWMy mind is clouded with Atasha's unconsciousness as i was driving my Hilux on my way to the company. The current event is distracting me for real until it leads to a huge frustration. Yeah, i wouldn't deny that i was once a full packed asshole to her when i let my damn egoistical glands and stupid insecurities devour me. I'm not proud of my past endeavours, really. And I sincerely regret every bit of it no matter how long the time have passed.Now, i'm still making it up to her as his older sibling, the one and only big brother of the spoiled Rae's heiress mostly known for being the party brat, several years from this day onwards. I want to redeem all those chances we missed for such siblings bond. I'm still trying, but why does she have to fall in this state?Why is she so reckless to herself? That brat... she never really changed, never ever learned. Oh my impulsive careless sister, what should i do to you?"A pleasant evening, Sir Kaden!" My employees greete

ATASHA'S POINT OF VIEWIt feels refreshing to open my eyes after getting their rest, and i want to think that i finally woke up from a very long yet weird dream. Although it didn't feel like a dream at all. Because i got to see my great grandmother, Arrisea Rae. I even had the chance to hug her, and feel her and... talk to her.Everything felt surreal. She's not invisible at all, more likely a spirit. She's tangible, and that's what makes it weird. Not until i have come to realize that I'm not really dreaming. My body was dying and it was my soul who interacted with her.I nearly thought of coming with her to the place she called paradise. The moment she embraced me, i felt somehow at peace, away from the chaotic Central City. But suddenly, she whispered words that definitely pulled me back into senses."I'm deeply sorry but you can't come with me, my dear. You can't leave the city, your home, the people you love, your son, my grandson..." That's what she said as she cupped my face lo

Regina already left but her final words stayed in my head. Even after Sydney came back with her cup of coffee, i was preoccupied by the thought of Regina who mysteriously knows about the hidden pieces of puzzle i've been trying to connect ever since i got involved in their lives.I wanted to tell it to my bestfriend, badly. But seeing the bags under her eyes, i retreated myself. I'm well-aware that she's also stressed enough, with all the shits i'm getting in. I can't afford to triple the burden on her, to make her absorb another negativity from my fucked up life. She's too pure for this.I don't remember how i managed to fall asleep with chaotic thoughts running in my mind but all i know is Syd was beside me the whole time, and made herself busy by binge watching her favorite movie on her phone.My eyes were still closed but i slowly gained back my senses after falling into a deep slumber. The weird thing here is, i can no longer feel Sydney's presence and what completely got me is t

After almost a week of dealing with the chemical infested facility, the doctor finally agreed to discharge me. It's been four days since i left St. Claire Hospital, with a better feeling and successful recovery. But even after leaving the place, i feel like i'm still in a state of being sick, like i left the other part of me there. 'Cause right when our last conversation ended, his visits became consistent. Well, i already probed that it was just all because of our son. Who am i to assume? A torrid kiss wouldn't bend me down so easily. Besides, it was just a kiss. In fact, i could kiss many guys as much as I wanted to.But i chose not to. Because whether i like it or not, those last constructed words from him didn't let me sleep a peaceful night. It lasted not just in my head but also in the depth of my heart, in my troubled system and in my reviving soul. Every bit of it lingered like a permanent tattoo, up until now it still makes me wonder... haunts me, never gets away, staying ba

"Can't construct a lame excuse?" One eyebrow's up, Lorcan asked.His back left the marbled wall, eyes staying on my nervous face. I licked the bottom of my lips, avoiding his treacherous depths, my eyes began wandering so as my mind was forced to explore more to any possible explanations to justify my decision.Yet at the very end, my inner ridiculous self still won the race."W-why are you here?" It came out of my mouth, absentmindedly. I bit my lip afterwards, realizing how stupid i am for making such a response.His thin lips formed an amused yet freezing cold smirk."Don't put another question to an already made question, Atasha." He toned dangerously.I gulped unconsciously, heart continued thumping hysterically. He started making a step closer until we were one foot away, my breath almost took away from me. Calm down, you little piece of stupid irrational organ!"W-well, i'm puzzled! Why were you pretending to be a waiter earlier? Are you perhaps spying on... us?" i suspected,