All Chapters of Loving The Man I Wanted To Hate: Chapter 131 - Chapter 140

Becky’s POVIn the afternoon, I stopped at a restaurant and ordered takeout. I wanted to surprise Phillip with lunch.I had called him earlier and he had informed me that he wouldn’t be having time for lunch.“I am really busy,” he said, “I will make it up to you at dinner.” I entered his office, His eyes were glued to his computer when I stepped in.“Lunchtime!” I said, shaking the bag.“Whoa! What are you doing here?” He asked wide-eyed.“I came to feed the guy I love,” I grinned.He got up and shut the door, then gave me a kiss. “What are you doing?” I mumbled as he pushed me against his desk.“Kissing the woman I love,” he smirked.He lifted me to the top of the table, still kissing me and got himself positioned in-between my legs.“What about your lunch?” I asked.“It can wait, you are more important.”Giggling, I pulled his tie towards me as he unbuttoned my shirt and pulled it off my shoulders.“I love your skin,” he breathed.I moaned softly as he kissed my shoulders then he

Becky’s POV We arrived at the hotel in the evening and checked into our suite. Philip was the first to speak. “So what do we do first?” he asked as we entered our room. I dropped into a chair. “Right now, nothing. I am really exhausted,” I lamented. The flight was really exhausting even though we had flown first class. “And how about I help you relax?” He smirked, coming to massage my shoulder. I exhaled. “Better, I think,” I said. “Good, so what do we do? We have the evening all to ourselves.” “Hmm, take our baths first, then go for dinner, and maybe go see a movie,” I suggested. “Absolutely!” he hummed.  “I will go first,” I said. 

Becky’s POV“What happened?” I asked.“Frank said some other investors are threatening to pull out, someone gave them hints that our share prices are falling, so they are worried. I have asked Frank to make efforts to reassure and convince them about our strength and stability.”“Are the prices really falling?” I inquired.“No. Of course not. It’s a rumor that started some months back. I have been trying to let people know it is just a stupid lie.”“Started by who? Let me guess, Davis.”“I guess so, although I have no proof. Davis is making a big mistake if he believes he can win this battle,” Phillip said, furrowing his brows.“Forget him,” I said, coming to kiss him. “He won’t spoil our mood.”“No. But we may have to shorten the trip because of this,” he sounded annoyed, then grinned and pulled me towards him. “But while we are still here, let’s try and relax.” We kissed again as we removed the remaining clothes we had on.“This time I am not drunk,” I mumbled. “And I am sure I wan

Becky’s POVIt was an article about my dad’s company. It was facing bankruptcy and the company manager was hinting that it may soon be sold.“Becky, are you okay?” I heard Frank asking.I didn’t answer, I couldn’t. My mind immediately went to Davis. And I remember what Celine had said this morning.“Becky, answer me!” Frank said frantically.“I have to go. I will talk to you later.” I hung up.I read the article again and noticed something. The company manager was the guy Phillip had been talking to at the party some weeks ago.I started to dial Phillips' number then changed my mind, and rushed out of my office. I drove to see Phillip.He looked surprised as I rushed into his office.“What is it?” He asked, seeing my anxious face.“My father’s company is going bankrupt! We have to do something. Davis will move in,” I said panicking.“Calm down.” He got up and came towards me. “Sit down and relax. What is going on?”“I just read in a news blog that my daddy’s company is filing for bank

Becky’s POVAfter I returned to my office, I sat staring at the paperwork. I still couldn’t bring myself to sign it just yet. I was stunned to believe the business was really mine.“I am going to finally be in charge of your company, Dad.” I whispered aloud. The thought made me dizzy with excitement. I was scared, but ready to give it a try. Then I thought of Wendy and my mom. Phillip had said they had enough money, but would it really be enough and what would they do now? I was still wondering why my mother had agreed to sell when she knew how much it had meant to my Dad.Didn’t she care about his memory at all?As far as I could remember, she had loved my dad, so why had she got rid of his company?As if reading my thoughts, Wendy called me.“Hey Becca,” she said fearfully. “I guess you have read about the company.”“I have. Mom sold it.”“Yeah, I am sorry. I didn’t realize how bad things were. I didn’t know she was planning to sell honestly. I would have told you.”“I know Wendy,