All Chapters of The Billionaire Mafia's Rejected Wife: Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

IT TURNED OUT that the Chevalier charity event will be held at their beachfront hotel, at the biggest hall. There was no need to travel but surely, my heart was hammering inside my chest already like it had run a marathon for the past hour. We were currently back at the villa exclusive to us. The penthouse that Callan has requested has been booked since his grandfather will be attending the event too and has been staying there for several days now. No one just informed a single person about it until today. I knew I had to be ready to meet Callan’s family. I don’t wanna be a laughing stock at the event, I wanna represent my family’s name with dignity. Nor do I intend to just admit the fact that I was the downgraded version of Arinya. Because I am not. I may not be the woman Callan is in love with but, our agreement has led me to this situation and helped me get up on my feet. I should return the favor by presenting myself as a good wife to him. Someone that his family wouldn’t belit

MY EYES WIDENED in shock. Not knowing what to say, or believe whether there’s actually truth in what Aunt Yna just said. I have spent many hours hoping that my parents were actually alive. Wishing and praying that everything that just happened to me was only an extremely harsh nightmare. But each time I do so, I always keep failing.Over time, I have realized that reality won’t stop being cruel just because you don’t wanna accept it. “W-what are you t-talking about, Aunt Yna? You can’t just make up something and lure me to believe it…” With my shaky voice, I mumbled that to Aunt Yna. Several people were walking back and forth at the airport. While here I am, standing in front of a married couple shaking and close to crying.“That’s the truth. One of our men saw Seena in Italy.”Callan’s words saying that my mother is already dead echoed inside my head. I bit my tongue and balled my fists. Callan was so convinced by the truth that he knew. I, too, believed it because I had no choice o

I GULPED then smiled. So, Aunt Yna and Uncle Mariano have a son? They seemed to forget to mention that until I arrived here. Behind us, the sky had finally turned dark and the moon was the only thing that brought brightness to the vast space of ocean laid bare in the sight.The beach house looked lonely in this isolated area, but I couldn’t help but also think how peaceful things would be like to reside here, with only your family with you. And everything would be complete.Right at this moment, while I walked side by side with Aunt Yna and her husband, their son looked at me. He seemed respectful enough to smile at me when he would see me catching up stealing a glance at me. But somehow, I felt strange… I was not used to his interest in me which he displayed without hesitation.“Um… is there dirt on my face?”He immediately shook his head. “No—my apologies.”“Oh,” I cleared my throat. “It’s not quite polite to be staring at a woman in plain sight.”“I mean… Esmè right? I did not mean

AS ALEC PACED back and forth inside his room, he looked at me before he jumped onto his bed. When he twisted his body, he was already holding the gun with both of his hands. His back landed on the soft sheets of his bed. He aimed the gun at the ceiling. Then tilting his face to the side to look at me. “Do you know how to use a gun, Esmé?” Alec’s movements were so fast that I didn’t anticipate what he would do next. I almost leaped from my position when I heard him ask a question. “Um… never held one. I do know how it works. Several people already aimed one at me. I also saw its bullets directly pierced through my mother’s body. There was blood all over the floor… and my mother was on the brink of losing consciousness. I wasn’t sure if she died. Because I left our house to seek help when I came back, everything was already burnt to the ground,” saying that without pause made Alec's eyes widen. He must not have expected that. I was not planning to share the whole story with him. Just

WITH WIDE EYES, I stepped backwards as soon as Callan leaned over towards me. His head rested on my shoulder for a few seconds but I was quick to move away from him and slapped his cheek with my right hand. It created a loud thud. My palm throbbed as it made contact with Callan’s skin and jaw. We were both baffled by what I had just done. Staring at each other not knowing how to address the situation.“I… I deserve that,” Callan said with the weight of regret, admitting his guilt for something he has done.Callan’s cheek where my palm had landed with force turned slightly red. I was holding my breath, each second that passed as I was drowning by the loud erratic beats of my heart. Did I really just slap Callan?Oh my goodness! Resurfacing emotions had removed all inhibitions left in me, I did not manage to pretend I was patient enough to tolerate more of Callan’s attempt or reconciliation as if every time he makes a mistake, it will all be pardoned because he is the ravij’s first so