All Chapters of LOCKED IN WITH THE BILLIONAIRE : Chapter 161 - Chapter 170

Third POV* * *"Does it hurt?" Abigail’s eyes searched his face, her brows drawn together in worry. She saw him shake his head, but his lips were pressed together and his shoulders were hunched, it was obvious that he was in pain.The cotton wool was filled with blood, even after applying several ointments to help stop the blood flow.John slouched in his seat and mouth pressed into a thin line. Abigail watched as tears welled in his eyes and his hands shook. His condition was clearly poor, making it obvious that he was in no state to drive. She was concerned for him, and her heart broke to see him in such pain." I'm sorry that you had to go through this, it's all my fault." Abigail's tears dropped on his hand and she immediately wiped it away with the cotton wool and then threw it away in the empty nylon that was inside the box."Don't blame yourself Abigail. You have no idea how happy I'm to see you again, we miss you in the company." John chuckled and she did the same also.He s

Third POV***Abigail slept deeply, time seeming to vanish in a blur. When she woke up, the morning light was just beginning to filter in through the room curtains. Her mind was foggy, struggling to adjust to the day. She blinked a few times and tried to make sense of the previous night.Last night, John had given up his room for her and he slept on the couch instead.Slowly, she brought herself to sit up, even though she was feeling extra tired.Her mind slowly drifted away and she thought about Henry. He must have been worried about her and she felt sad, especially because she lied to him.She made up her mind to tell him about everything when she gets back to his mansion.Hopefully, Today will be her last day in Samao.Abigail rose from the bed, her bare feet touching the coolness of the marble floor. She stood for a moment, allowing her body to adjust to the early morning chill before taking a step forward and making her way toward the bathroom. Turning on the tap, the water came

Third POV***Abigail woke up two hours later, still lying in bed and staring at the ceiling. She was totally confused about everything that had happened. ‘What happened?’Her mind was reeling with different types of memories and she couldn't remember how she ended up on the soft comfortable bed.Her last memory before waking up in bed was sitting in front of the laptop, typing away as she searched for any information she could find on Mr. Cleff. Suddenly, the images flashed before her eyes and she remembered getting a pop-up notification. And then, that was it, she blacked out.But, how did she end up in the room?Abigail turned her face to the side. There he was, sitting on the edge of the bed and invested in the newspaper."Mr Cleff" Abigail called in a low voice and he turned to look at her with a mix of surprise and happiness.“I didn’t expect you to wake so soon,” Mr. Cleff remarked as he placed his hand over Abigail’s wrist, his fingers gently pressing into her pulse. His br

Third POV***"Did...did you just call me a thief?" Abigail asked in disbelief.All through her years in highschool, Aurora has done nothing but to destroy her life.What has she done to deserve this?Mr Cleff shook his head, even though he didn't know Abigail, she was a gentle girl and the woman standing beside Mr Grayson was obviously the evil one."Wait! Please let's go to my office, I apologize for any inconveniences that she may have caused." Mr Grayson said coldly, he didn't wait for any of their approval before turning around and walking towards his office in large strides.Abigail stood frozen in place, it took all she had to not punch Aurora in the face.Her hands were curled up in fist and her little veins were bulging through them.She seethed with anger as she saw Aurora follow Grayson, behaving like a moth attracted to a flame.If she wasn't here for something so important, she would have put Aurora to a place where she belonged."Abigail, I'm sorry for everything that ha

Abigail's POV***I stepped into the living room, my footsteps echoing on the cold marble floor.My vision blurred with unshed tears, and I clenched my jaw tight, wrestling to regain my composure.Even though it had only been a day, it felt like I'd been gone forever. The familiar scent of wood, deeply rooted in my memories of the mansion, filled my nostrils. I closed my eyes and exhaled a breath of contentment.Knowing that I was back in the mansion gave me so much peace.A bright smile greeted me as a young maid approached, her eyes discreetly glancing towards my purse. "Welcome back, Miss Abigail. Let me help you," she said warmly. “I got it,” I said, brushing off the maid’s offer to carry my bag. "Is Audrey doing alright?" I asked, my eyes getting a little teary as I awaited her reply."Ma'am, Audrey is sleeping peacefully. I will inform him of your arrival once he wakes up."I gulped down the lump in my throat as I heard her response. Waving my hand dismissively, she left with