All Chapters of THE BILLIONAIRE IS MARRIED TO A SASSY LADY: Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

Ximena/Angela’s POV I was pressed against Hudson’s chest as we both landed on the ground with a thud. I struggled to catch my breath while Hudson tried to keep me close to him. “What the fuck is wrong with you, Angela?” he scolded me, breathing heavily. “Let me go,” I tried to scramble to my feet, but he had me caged between his arms. Some watched while some cared less about the state we sat near the road. “Stay here,” he pulled me back, possibly scared of losing me or something. “They are watching us,” I thrashed in his arms. “Let me go now.” He pushed me up while still holding my arm. “You will stay close to me,” he warned, not letting go. We both staggered to our feet, dusting ourselves off from the dirt. “Do you have the slightest idea what you almost did? You almost got hit by a car. What is wrong with you?” “Why were you after me? You should have just let me go; then I wouldn’t have been so scared to run into a car. If anything had happened to me, I would have blam

Hudson’s POV  As I watched Angela run off, something in me snapped, telling me to go after her. I hated seeing her the way I did. Maybe I should have just stayed in prison; it would be better than coming out to hurt others. The look in her eyes when she said she hated me haunted my mind, and it took the love of God for me to reach the hospital safely. I was truly going to donate my bone marrow; I just wanted her to tell me the truth, but I bet I went too far.  “Doctor Andrew?” I called to the door where he was speaking with a nurse at the reception. He looked at me.  “You are back,” he said. “The surgeon just left but promised to be back tomorrow. He also told me to tell you to take time to make up your mind.”  “I have made up my mind, Doctor Andrew. Let me know when he is back tomorrow. And make sure nothing happens to Tristan, please,” I told him before leaving.  My head was throbbing loudly when I entered the house. I clasped my h

Ximena/Angela’s POV  My head whipped aside as a large metal-like hand connected with my cheek, leaving it stinging with a sharp, burning sensation as a cry escaped my lips. My lower lip was cut, and I felt blood in my mouth. Tears filled my eyes as I tried to caress my cheek, but my hands and legs were tied to the chair I was seated on, and a collar was around my neck.  “How does that feel?” Alberto smirked, sitting on a nearby chair and piercing his deep brown eyes into mine. I blinked away my tears.  “That wasn’t necessary, scumbag,” I spat, my heart racing.  “It feels good then. Want more?” he asked evilly, leaning closer to me.  “What do you want from me?” I groaned, clenching my fists on the armrest.  He didn’t reply. Instead, he stood up, moving to a wooden table in the corner. My eyes trailed his every movement. Looking around the room, it seemed like a basement. The room was dimly lit with blue bulbs. There were som

Hudson’s POVWe have been trying to track the number the kidnapper used to call me, but no luck yet. The police couldn’t get the signal, and that overwhelmed me. They promised to continue trying and get back to me when anything came up.“Any news?” I asked Pedro on my way back home from the police station.“Nothing yet, boss. I’m trying to get my hands on the street’s CCTV. But it will be hard without knowing the last place she was,” he said.“She was on Babylon Street, near Wild Haven Woods, at around 11 AM yesterday,” I said.“Thanks, boss. I will get back to you,” he hung up.“Where the hell are you, Angela? Who was that guy?” I muttered while driving.I received a call at that moment from the same private number, and I pulled over instantly to pick up the call.“Hey, Hudson!” he yelled from the other end, the sound echoing in my ear.“The yelling wasn’t necessary. What do you want? I will give you a

Ximena/Angela’s POV“What?” I exclaimed, not believing my ears. “He wants to commit suicide and make it look like the surgery wasn’t successful?” I asked.“Something like that,” he affirmed, and I gasped again.“Has he lost his mind? Tell me you wouldn’t do it,” I shifted forward in my seat.“That’s why I’m telling you.”“So, I will agree or disagree?”“No, I’m telling you because Hudson seems traumatized. He didn’t appear to have slept overnight. After the surgery, I want you guys to watch him closely. If there’s anything that bothers him that made him think of such, please help him through it,” he said.Tears streaked down my cheeks, and I wiped them away. “Thank you, Doctor. I’m grateful for this,” I said and left his office.“Dad is selfish, is he not?” Nevaeh asked as I returned to her. She had tears in her eyes.“What are you talking about?” I asked, sitting beside her.“He wants to kill