All Chapters of LOCKED IN WITH THE BILLIONAIRE : Chapter 101 - Chapter 110

Abigail's POV***"That isn't possible Henry, I'm not going to stay in the maid quarters." I finally found my voice and I retorted calmly, making my stances clear.He didn't reply, instead he made another announcement."If Abigail dares set foot within the grounds of this mansion, it shall spell disaster for all those under my watch. She is nothing but a lowly servant, destined to fulfill her duties in the maids quarters. This is not a mere suggestion, but a commandment to be obeyed without question or hesitation. Abigail is only permitted to work as a maid, and she must never leave the servant quarters to enter the main house. Do I make myself clear?”The workers obeyed their young master, each one answering “Yes Young master” in unison."Good. You are all dismissed."One by one, the workers and maids exited the room, their footsteps fading away. When the last one left, silence fell upon the spacious living room, leaving only Henry and I in its grand, empty space.A small chuckle esc

Abigail's POV***I have been in the maid's quarters for five days now, and I have to say, the experience has been pretty ‘meh’. Not terrible, not great, just…in the middle. Don't get me wrong, it wasn't that bad, but it’s not exciting either.They treated me with respect, but I felt out of place. Hazel and Aria had tried to cheer me up when I was down, sometimes successfully, but I couldn't shake the feeling that I didn’t belong. As much as their kindness and friendship helped, there was still a part of me that felt absent, an emptiness that even their companionship couldn't quite fill.Was I happy? I still couldn't answer that question. I had stayed for a long time without seeing my son and it felt like a part of my flesh was ripped away from my skin.I wanted to see him. I missed him so much that sometimes I tried sneaking into the main mansion but I was always denied entry or caught in the act.Stepping outside, I heaved a heavy sigh as the maids scurried about, their arms full of

Henry's POV***It took thirty minutes to reach the beach, and once I arrived, I found myself lost in thought as I stood near the shoreline, with the water from the incoming tide gently splashing against my shoes.“Why is this happening to me?” was a question that kept hunting my mind for the past five days. Despite the time that had passed, I was still left without an explanation that made sense to me.Why did she choose to cheat on me?I had thought that what we shared was something real but now, I knew we didn't.The wind tossed my hair in my face as I closed my eyes, letting it comfort me and blocking out the world. It was windy today and maybe a breath of fresh air was all I needed. Something to make me stop thinking about her.Hating her felt like it should be the obvious response, yet no matter how hard I tried to resent her, I couldn't. It wasn't that I didn't want to hate her for what she'd done, I just couldn't make my heart feel it.I could still remember the number of tim

Third POV***Henry’s lips pursed into a slight pout, his disappointment evident as he shook his head. "That's harsh, Abigail," he said, his tone revealing a child-like frustration at her reaction. Abigail's reaction was swift and unapologetic, her eyes rolling so far up into her head it was a wonder they didn't get stuck as she let out a disdainful snort. Her body language made it abundantly clear that she had no interest in remaining in his presence, her shoulders tensing and her stance shifting away from him in disgust."You’re the devil in human flesh, Henry," Abigail quipped, crossing her arms in defiance as she paused. Her annoyance was evident and she went on, "What do you want this time? I can hardly breathe in here. I need some fresh air." A yawn exposed her boredom, her tone dripping with disinterest.His mouth made an 'Oh' sound as he stared at her, completely unfazed about the whole situation, in fact he wished for them to stay this close to each other.In response, she l

Third POV***"Abigail! Abigail!"She didn't bother to look back even after hearing Zayn's voice, her shoes made a quiet tapping sound, almost in the same rhythm with her heart.The single tear that managed to escape Abigail’s control was a reminder of her suppressed emotions, and with a quiver of her lip, she swiped the tear away. Resolutely, she quickened her steps, her shoes sounding a hurried beat as she headed for the maid's quarters, determined to put as much distance as possible between herself and Zayn."Abigail, just wait and listen." Zayn called out again, though he wasn't expecting her to stop and listen to him, she surprisingly did.Standing stiffly with her back turned to Zayn, Abigail balled her fists, her body trembling as she fought back sobs. "What is the problem, Zayn?" Her voice came out broken, probably because she was struggling to control herself from letting all her emotions out.Zayn hurried his steps and only stopped when he got to meet her, he tried placing