All Chapters of THE BILLIONAIRE IS MARRIED TO A SASSY LADY: Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

Ximena/Angela’s POV“What’s going on here?" Hudson repeated, looking between me and his mother. Ignoring them both, I headed upstairs. “Here is the key,” Hudson said. I turned, and he tossed it over. My hands fumbled, and the key clattered to the floor. I scowled at him, and he just shrugged.I opened the door to my room, feeling a wave of nostalgia as I stepped inside. Everything was exactly as I had left it. Why would Hudson lock the door? I thought he hated me enough to let his obnoxious wife and mother mess with my things. Taking a deep breath, I moved towards the closet to retrieve my suitcase.“You can’t just leave!” a voice suddenly exclaimed, making me gasp. I spun around to see a woman dressed in white standing near the window. My heart pounded as fear and anger surged through me.“Are you real, or am I losing my mind again?” I asked, my voice trembling.She stepped forward, and I backed away. “You can’t leave this house, Ximena,

Ximena/Angela’s POV“Warm up your defense, Adeline Miles Lucas,” I said as she was heading out.“I know who you truly are now, Angela. Don’t make me speak,” she warned.I smirked, meeting her gaze. “I can’t wait for Hudson to take you to the psychiatric hospital, Adeline. That will be fun,” I laughed, heading upstairs. She stood there, watching me leave, speechless.When I opened the door to my room, I was startled to find Miss White sitting on the stool in front of the vanity table. Her reflection wasn’t visible in the mirror.I staggered back in surprise.“You should get dressed, Ximena,” she said calmly. “You don’t want to miss the show.”“Where am I going?” I asked, moving toward the bed.“Follow Adeline. There is something you need to see,” she replied, standing up.“Why don’t you follow her yourself and tell me what you find?” I retorted, sitting down and picking up my phone.In an instan

Ximena/Angela's POVI jolted awake, drenched by a sudden splash of water. My blurry gaze locked onto Adeline, her tall frame casting a menacing shadow over me. A sinister grin spread across her face. I tried to move, but ropes bound me to a pole in the cold, harsh light of the warehouse."Untie me now, you evil, wretched, cold-hearted woman!" I spat, struggling against the ropes."Thanks for the compliment," she said, moving closer. "I want to show you something," she added, holding up her phone to me.My eyes widened, and I gasped. Hudson was sitting drowsily on a chair, signing some documents. Adeline stood beside him like a looming threat."What did you make him do?" I cried out."Don't worry, I haven't killed him yet. I just wanted to show you this," she said, smirking. "Maybe this will be the last time you see him. Who knows?" With that, she turned and headed out."You are evil, Adeline! You are going to die a shameful death!" I snarled, tears streaming down my face. "Set me free

Ximena/Angela's POV"Be careful," I told Hudson as we entered the house two weeks later. He had just been discharged from the hospital, and if you ask me how he survived, I still don't know. The doctor had confirmed him dead when his heart stopped beating, and the heart monitor flatlined. We were all shocked when, just as the nurse was about to cover him, the heart monitor beeped again. I couldn't contain my happiness when Hudson regained consciousness."I'm strong enough to walk on my own now," Hudson said, freeing his hand from mine."You are too stubborn, you know that?" I teased, and we both laughed."Where is Nevaeh?" he asked, taking a seat on the couch."She is bringing your things inside," I replied, sitting beside him. "Do you feel any better now?" I asked, and he nodded. "Are you sure?" I repeated."I adored her, Angela. I respected her, obeyed her, and gave her everything she ever wanted. What more could I have done?"

Ximena/Angela’s POVEleanor’s doctor and caregiver arrived the next day. Hudson and I excused ourselves, stepping out to the veranda. I took a deep breath, enjoying the cool breeze on my face.“I hope she gets better soon,” Hudson said quietly.“She will,” I assured him. “She is strong. If she could survive the struggle and the effects of those drugs, she will be fine.”Hudson hesitated for a moment before asking, “So, when are you leaving?”“I’m just waiting for Nevaeh to come back. Then I will be gone,” I replied, focusing on the flowers in the yard.“Will I ever see you again?” Our eyes met briefly in the silence.“I don’t know.”“Will you miss me?”“I’m not sure.”He sighed. “Do you remember the second time we met, when you asked if my wife caught me cheating?”“I do. You admitted it without saying much,” I smiled faintly.“After Camila, Nevaeh’s mother, died, I promised m