All Chapters of Shh! I Fell For My Boyfriend's Billionaire Father: Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

"Let's get you back to your room," Ethan said, his voice soft but firm as he guided me out of the control room. His hand rested gently on my back, sending shivers up my spine. The warmth of his touch was disarming, but I couldn’t let it distract me again.As we walked back to my room, I kept my eyes forward, trying to ignore the way my body still ached for him, the way my lips still tingled from his kiss. I couldn’t afford to lose myself like that again.When we reached my room, Ethan paused at the door, his gaze searching mine. "I’m sorry if I pushed too hard earlier," he said, his voice laced with regret and something else I couldn’t quite place. "I’ve missed you so much, Emily." He confessed. His voice filled with desire. I forced a small smile, nodding. "I just need some time." I explained. His eyes lingered on me for a moment longer, as if trying to read something in my eyes. I held my breath, praying he wouldn’t see through my facade, before he finally nodded."Take all the ti

"Thank you," I said to the woman who guided me to Ethan's mud house, while Ethan stayed back to drink with some of the guys."Did you grow up in the same orphanage as Ethan?" I asked. She looked a little older than Ethan and most of the other people I saw him mingling with.A warm smile spread across her face, and she shook her head. "No, only a few people here know Mr. Marcel from the orphanage. The rest of us are rescues," she replied."Rescues?" I repeated, confused. "Would you mind explaining it to me?"She smiled as she opened the door, and a cool, natural breeze welcomed us, carrying an earthy scent. I looked around and noticed the cozy, well-ventilated space. The living room was small, with chairs made of bamboo, and there was a tiny kitchen in the corner. A staircase beside the kitchen led to an open room upstairs. Even from the doorway, I could see some of the room's features.I stared in awe. It was the smallest space I’d ever seen Ethan own, but it also looked the most com

A Week Later"Are we really going to Gloria's funeral?" I asked Ethan as he adjusted his tie in the mirror. Though I knew from the moment we arrived in New York last night, part of me still hoped I could convince him otherwise."I am, but it’s fine if you don’t want to," Ethan replied, straightening his black tie with ease."If you’re going, I’m going," I insisted, rising to my feet. I knew I couldn’t protect him if Wayne and Christof had something planned, but at the very least, I could be by his side and warn him if necessary."Are you sure?" Ethan asked, his voice tinged with concern. "I know Gloria hasn’t exactly left you with good memories, and Jennifer and all your other friends will be there." "I don’t mind," I said. "I just want to stay by your side." I honestly didn’t mind seeing Jennifer again. She was still a good friend, but avoiding her had been essential for my sanity."Okay, if you insist," Ethan said, giving in. I nodded and slipped on a black, three-quarter-sleeved

My heart sank as Wayne threatened me. I stared into his eyes, hoping he was bluffing, but there was no trace of doubt in his gaze. "Don’t do this," I pleaded, hoping to appeal to his better nature. "If you hurt my father, you’ll be doing to me what Ethan did to you," I reminded him, desperation seeping into my voice."Do you think I care?" he sneered, his smirk cold and unfeeling. "You need to get Ethan to this address or get ready to lose a father," Wayne said, shoving a piece of paper into my hands. "The time and date are on there. Don’t mess this up," he added, moving closer until I could feel his breath on my neck."Don’t mess this up, Emily," he repeated, his voice deepening, making me swallow hard. I nodded, taking in his words as he walked away. As soon as he was out of the closet-like space, I let out a shaky breath, staring at the paper."Are you really going to do this?" I asked myself, my hands trembling as I stared at the address. Without thinking too much, I tucked the pa

"Say something," I pleaded with Ethan after minutes of silence. Guilt gnawed at me as I noticed his expressionless face."I know, Emily," Ethan finally said, surprising me. I narrowed my eyes, confusion setting in. What did he mean by that?"I don't understand," I said, shaking my head."I'm not a fool, Emily. I knew the moment the phone I gave you in Miami got disconnected, the moment my men spotted Wayne. Alpha also told me. Did you really think you could hack my computer without me noticing?" Ethan's voice deepened as he spoke, making my heart race."Honestly, you were terrible at hiding it," he said, a smile tugging at the corners of his lips. I stared at him with wide eyes, my heart pounding and my mind swirling. If Ethan knew all this, why didn’t he stop me? Why did he let it go this far? Was this ambush for me, not him?"Are you going to kill me now?" I asked, the only question that came to mind amidst the chaos in my head. A smile appeared on Ethan's face as he shook his head.