All Chapters of The Billionaire's Borrowed bride: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

The moment lasted a good while as Russell and I remained in each other's arms, listening to the sound of our heartbeats and swaying from side to side. It was as though we were trapped in a bubble, our very own bubble where nothing else mattered but us. We were having a bautiful moment, that was until Russell opened his mouth and ruined the moment."If you are so grateful, do you think you can show your gratitude by helping me out with the dishes?""You know that you have a knack for ruining intimate moments right?" I replied with a sigh, untangling myself from his embrace and making my way back to the table to finish my meal."So i've been told." He replied, following closely behind me.Our foods had long since gone cold, but now that the tension of our argument had calmed down, I realized that i was still as hungry as i was when dinner was served, which was why i decided that cold or not, i wasn't letting any food go to waste."Are you sure you do not want to heat that up a bit befor

Russell was not able to change my mind about going to the airport to pick him up and expectedly so. I mean, he could be stubborn but I was just as stubborn, maybe even more so than him. Jerry, his personal driver had come to pick me up from my apartment that afternoon before we left for the airport. Russell's flight had been delayed so rather than arriving in the morning like he had promised to, he was arriving in the late afternoon. During the drive the entire ride, I simply couldn't sit still out of excitement and Jerry literally had to point out my restlessness and urge me to relax a bit. "You know bouncing on your seat isn't going to make us get there any faster right?" He asked me, studying my expression through the rear view mirror. I had planned to sit in the passenger's seat with him in front because since the car was not mine I didn't feel very comfortable taking the back seat, but Jerry wasn't having it. Apparently, the man was just as stubborn as his boss and that was pro

Five months had passed since I started living with Russell. And those five months had been some of the best months I had ever experienced in all my years of living. Russell was everything I had ever wanted in not just a man, but also in a person. He was smart, and kind and loving, gosh, he made me feel so good about myself. Even when I felt the most insecure, when I felt the most unsure, he was always there to remind me that I was wanted, tgat i was loved and that i was worth it. Russell was God's gift to me, a gift that was worth much more than the costliest of jewels anx the fanciest of cars.Russell was my rock, my pillar and my moral support. Even when my pregnancy hormones affected my mood, he never really took it to heart. Instead, he found a way to make me feel better. There were also thise times when I was worried about getting too attached because one wayward part of my mind always thought that one day, he was going to leave me just like Charlie had done, but I was always q

Barely ten minutes after Russell disappeared into the bedroom to get showered and changed in preparation for dinner, he came back out with some news that was not very pleasing.“I need to step out for a quick bit.” He informed me, throeing his coat back on and fixing the collars. “There is some urgent business I need to attend to at one of our warehouses.”“And since when did you start handling matters like this personally?” I demanded in annoyance. “I’m sure there is someone who can go on your behalf Russell. So why does it have to be you? You just got back, you need rest.”“I’m afraid not this time. This issue requires my personal intervention. But not to worry babe, I’ll be back before you even realize I’m gone and then i'll rest enough for 5 years..”“I doubt that very much.” I grumbled esoecially since i knew how much of a workaholic he was. he loved his job and i loved that for him. i just wished that somwhere between his hussle, he woukd find some time to take care of himself a

“It does not matter.” I said simply while simultaneously trying to signal Sasha to stop talking but unfortunately., Sasha had never been one to do as she was told. She was always impulsive and always inclined to do whatever her heart told her to do, and 90 percent of the time, it turned out great but the other 10 percent was almost always a disaster. “Of course it matters.” She argued, standing up from where she was seating and making her way towards Charlie who shrunk back into his seat at her approaching presence. Clearly, he had started learning first-hand what she was capable of which was sensible considering that even I never wanted to get on her bad side, and she was my sister. “How can you tell me that you didn’t know she was married to your brother. Like are you even kidding me right now?” She demanded, placing her arms on her hip in confrontation. “Well, I haven’t exactly been around much, and my brother has been very busy with work so we don’t get to talk that of