All Chapters of The Billionaire's Borrowed bride: Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

"Get the fuck out of my house." I yelled at an alarmed looking Charlie who flinched at my harsh tone. Clearly, that wasn't the response he had been expecting and he couldn't even hide the fact that he had been caught off guard. His expression gave everything away, leaving nothing to the imagination. I couldn't blame him though. When he and I were together, he knew me to be that sweet, loving and naive girl who couldn't even hurt a fly so this new Elisa was still a stranger to him."Excuse Me?" He asked perplexed. After the information he just provided, I'm sure the only thing he expected was a plea deal and it a confrontation."Did i speak in spanish?" i quuzzed. "i said to get your skinny legs and rageddy behind off my couch and out of my house and I will not repeat myself again.""Technically that's not what you..." Sasha began saying but all it took from me was a stern glare for her to swallow her words.On the other hand Carlie chuckled nervously and unsurely. "I don't think you

Charlie was pacing back and forth in the living area when Sasha and I returned. He didn’t seem as confident about his offer as he was about a while ago, and I knew that I should have preyed on his uncertainty and used it to my advantage. Usually, people who blackmailed others were usually more confident about and brazen, but for some reason, Charlie appeared hesitant. He looked like he was afraid that I might actually reject his offer and then he would end up without any other cards to play, and by God I wanted to dare him. I wanted to see if he would actually go through with his threat; if he actually cared that little about his brother to jeopardize him like that simply because of a little misunderstanding. Frankly, I didn’t think he had it in him, but I wasn’t ready to risk it either. Charlie was as unpredictable as the Canadian weather and I wasn’t going to put my family at risk based off of an assumption. That is why I was willing to take the risk with Charlie mostly because I kn

After that, we fell into a consistent rhythm for the next year or so, with Charlie dropping by once every month to see baby Emily.He followed all the rules so we didn't have a problem and even Emily began to like him."Uncle Cha Cha." She called him and when I saw how sweet they were together, I sometimes wondered what life would have been like if things were different, if Charlie hadn't been such an asshole to begin with.Of course I had forgiven him for how he hurt me and even for the little stunt he pulled at the company.So far, he hadn't yet caused any problems for Russell or me at the company and I figured the reason he did what he did in the first place was because he was sad and alone.Now that he had Emily in his life, the light had returned to his eyes and he seemed happier. He was even diligent in his role as NNTs COO, acting like a serious minded human and not like the irresponsible jerk I had known him to be.Meanwhile, I was careful not to let Russell find out about our

Door after door, I heard him open and shut until eventually, he opened the door to the room where I was hiding. I didn’t move and I tried to lay flatter…as if that was even possible. It took a while but eventually he finished searching the room and when he decided that I was not there, he walked towards the bathroom door. He turned the knob slowly and stepped into the room. I could see his shadow looming as he seemed to be scanning the room for any signs of me. Who knew that playing a stupid game of hide and seek could raise my anxiety levels to heights beyond the roof? Because I most certainly did not. At this point, all thoughts of the work I had been doing prior were temporarily forgotten as all my attention was completely focused on how to remain hidden and not get caught. I heard the sound of the door shutting and I let out a breath I didn’t even know that I was holding as it appeared that Charlie hadn’t found me. I wanted to stand up almost immediately but I decided to wait fo

I had been married to Russell for well over three years and during that time, I had learnt that there wasn't a single thing in this world that I couldn't talk to him about. I could tell him about my fears, about my worries about literally anything. Even when I felt like what I had to say was going to upset him, I always said it anyway because in the end I knew that he was going to forgive me, and correct me with love and understanding.Not once in all the years of my marriage and even before it had I felt so terrified of having a conversation with my husband.As soon as I turned Charlie out of the house earlier today I knew that I was going to have to tell Russell about what had been going on behind his back for the past year or so.It wasn't like I planned to keep it a secret from him forever. On the contrary, I had every intention of talking to him about it at the risk of him getting mad but I wanted to wait for the right time.Now that things had escalated to this point though, the