All Chapters of Madam Billionaire: Please, Don't Break My Heart: Chapter 121 - Chapter 130

“How much more time?” Josh asked as he looked through the window of the jet, gazing at the vast blue ocean below.Hudson checked the time on his wristwatch, humming. “Almost there, sir.”———Simon brought Elena back into their room. She seemed upset by everything he had just told her, but as much as it hurt to see her like that—lost, sad, and heartbroken—he knew it was important for her to know, now that Josh was awake from his coma.He hadn’t told her that part yet, but it was only a matter of time before he had to.He helped her sit on the bed, offering her a glass of water. “Here.”“Thanks,” she said to him, and his chest clenched at how sad she sounded.His phone came alive just then, and even though he could have ignored it and stayed with his beautiful wife to show that he cared, that he was always there for her, he had to answer and see how far Josh had gotten.He leaned down to press a kiss on her forehead. “I need to take this. Will you be alright?”She nodded, not really look

Simon shook his head, chuckling lowly. “You think you can threaten me? That’s rich coming from you. Especially, when you don’t even have that made you so fucking special.”Josh’s eyes widened, but it passed the next second, as if the surprise that claimed his handsome features moments ago never even existed. But then, he started to put the pieces together and all of a sudden, the puzzle that he had been trying to solve since the moment he woke up, became much clearer.Anger burned through his veins and before he could help it, his fingers curled into fists. “You.” He took a step forward. “It was you all along. You did it.”Simon grinned, cocking his head to the side. He raised his glass and took a sip. “Guilty as charged.”Josh didn’t know what he was feeling, but it was hot and white and uncontrollable. “You son of a bitch!” he growled, charging towards Simon, but Hudson was quick to hold him back.Josh struggled, wanting to wrap his hands around Simon’s neck. He wanted to choke him,

“Are you sure you want to stay?” Josh asked gently as he gazed at his sister.Elena glanced over her shoulder and locked eyes with Simon. “There are some things I need to take care of,” she said, turning back around to face her brother. She smiled. “But don’t you worry, I’ll be back soon.”“Are you sure you can trust him?”The way Josh had been glaring at Simon made it obvious the two did not see eye to eye. And yet, there was something—a reason—they weren’t declaring war against each other. Perhaps they had reached some kind of understanding—a common ground. From the way Simon had described his relationship with Josh a few hours ago, it was obvious he hated her brother with a passion.But look at them now.Not only was her brother ready to respect her decision to stay on the island for a while, but he also trusted Simon with her safety. And not only was Simon letting her brother leave without a scratch, but he also arranged a plane of his own, leaving no reason whatsoever for any kind

*SEASON 2*...*One Month Later*“Auntie Elena! Auntie Elena! You’re coming to see me at the annual function, right?” Little Caleb asked, his eyes as big and bright as ever.Elena looked up from her plate and smiled at him. “Of course. Wouldn’t miss it for the world. Especially when you are playing the most adorable butterfly ever.” She pinched his cheeks, and he scrunched up his little nose.“I’m not a butterfly, Auntie Elena. I’m a firefly,” he said, pointing at his costume—the one he had been wearing for the rehearsal that day—, his face flashing with pride and excitement. “You have to come because it’s very important. And I am a very important character, so I need you to be there.”“I will be there, baby,” she promised again, smiling. “Did you ask your daddy? Is he coming to cheer you on or not?”At the mention of Josh, Caleb’s smile faded into a frown, and he dropped his gaze to the small plate in front of him. “No. I have not.”Elena couldn’t help but raise a brow, curious. “An

“It’s your fault, just admit it,” the driver frowned, staring at the bent metal of the car, before looking at the woman whose scooter had slammed into it. “It doesn’t hurt to be a little more cautious while driving, does it?”The woman gasped, taken aback by the words of the middle-aged man. Her perfect brows pinched and a frown formed on her lips. “Are you kidding me? This is clearly your fault.” She was so pissed—so damn pissed. She was already late for her class, and this man—this damn old man—was backing off from lecturing on how to drive. For Angelina, it was simply too early for a lecture, especially when she was already late enough to have to skip her breakfast.And clearly, an empty stomach Angelina was a very cranky Angelina.She took a few breaths before replying, her hands pressing hard on her hips as she tried to calm her anger and not explode at the man. “Sir, my scooter hit your car because you suddenly and illegally switched lanes without notifying or signaling to anyone