บททั้งหมดของ The Billionaire's Accidental Bride : บทที่ 111 - บทที่ 120

Harry dragged himself home after the unexpected information had struck him like thunder. He wasn't expecting to see his father by the dining table at this time. He knew it was past 11 pm but he still glanced at his wristwatch anyways. It turned out he wasn't wrong. He guessed this was going to be a night of unexpected happenings, he may as well embrace it.He brought out his phone, pretending to be immersed in it, so he could walk past his father without acknowledging him. He thought the plan was going smoothly, but after a few inches away from his father, he heard his name."Harry," his father called out to him."Dad." Harry turned around, shoving his phone quickly into his pocket. He scratched his neck. "I was just coming from the store-""I'm not about to ask you where you were coming from," his father held up a finger, interrupting his speech. His father's face held barely concealed frown and harry wondered the cause of that.With pursed lips, Harry nodded.His father held up his

Harry couldn't help the cold energy Bryan gave him mom. He wanted to ask him about him, but he put the thought away. Bryan was probably just a little bit angry at his mom and with time, he would come around. His behaviour manifested during dinner; he wasn't chatty as he used to be and he declined his mother's offer each time she tried to help to dish or pass him the sauce or whatever. If the help wasn't coming from Harry or their father, best believe he was going to decline it. Lauren tried to hide her pain beneath smiles and tried to act like it was nothing but deep down Harry could see through her and he knew she felt dejected. He decided not to talk about it because they both had a long overdue conversation and whatever attitudes Bryan was giving her was her fault for not being present and being away for so long without a plausible explanation. And the fact that she was rarely taking his calls made everything worse. For some reasons he believed that she stopped taking Bryan's cal

After Harry left Bryan's room, he went to his and slumped on the bed. The fear mixed with guilt that raged in his chest had still not let him check his phone to see if the buzz from the article had died down. He heaved a sigh and rested his head against the headboard when he heard a knock on his door. First, he paused. His eyes widened, he wasn't sure it was Bryan because they had just finished talking. His mother rarely knocked at his door to have a conversation with him. His father would rather call him and order him to meet him at his preferred location, be it the dinning table, his room or whatever.Yet, his possible guess was his mother. For some reasons, he just knew his mother was the one knocking and the thought of that filled him with apprehension as she shifted uncomfortably in his bed, altering his position from the slumped one to an upright posture.Harry cleared his throat. "Come in."The door pushed open, and his mother walked into the room with a dull expression."I was

"You are probably mad at me right now." She stated, tears gathered at her eyes and she wiped the ones falling down her cheeks."Yeah." Harry replied dryly."I'm sorry, please don't turn your back at me. You're the only aware ot what's happening and is geniuely concerned. Don't turn away from me." She pleaded and Harry's anger dissipated. Heck, what he felt for her was love. He realized that. She was the only woman that had hurt him the most but he couldn't bring himself to hate her."Then you have to tell me what's happening." Harry demanded, and patted the space next to him on the bed.She took the hint and walked lazily to the bed and sat on it. She was still sniffing, the aftermath of the tears when Harry held her hands."You just have to, you know he's dangerous and we're trying to hide all of these from father. You need a partner, don't you think so?"Lauren soft gaze met his. "I'll never be able to repay you for this, my son.""I don't want to be repaid. I just want to help you.

Robert typed on his laptop as he adjusted himself on the headboard. His eyes Involuntarily darted to Aria who was lying on the bed, with a duvet pulled halfway. She was taking deep breaths, her chest heaving and calming with each succession. Robert admired how calm she looked, void of worries and he wished he could make the statement true even though it wasn't exactly true because he knew she was still haunted by her mother's death.These days she wasn't talking so much about her mother, she mostly just communicated in a few sentences, stating what she wanted and then went back to the room where she stayed all day. She wasn't still ready to have a conversation. Robert noticed how whenever he tried to talk to her, she communicated in monosyllables so he didn't push it. He just let her be and offered her help in the best way could. He hadn't seen her cry in a long time now but he could tell she wasn't over it yet she was just choosing to be calm about it. Her face still look pale but th