All Chapters of Contracted To Be Arrogant CEO Pet: Chapter 131 - Chapter 140

ChloeI was so upset that I turned on the bed over and over, not able to nap. I didn't also feel the need to get up. But then when it occurred to me that I could go and meet Grandma and ask her about the new girl and who she was to Ethan, I jumped instantly and went to the kitchen. Getting to the kitchen, I saw Grandma prepping the ingredients we were going to use in preparing the next meal. I went to her side and started to help her with the things that I could. “Do you need something?” She asked with it raising her head to me and then I nodded because I truly needed something from her. She must have noticed that I only came to the kitchen when I didn't have anything to do just to ask her some questions.“Uhm, maybe.” I raised my eyes and she gave me a knowing nod. She knew I wanted something from her yet she didn't act like I was disturbing her. She looked like she was ready to listen to me anytime and day. I loved this about Grandma even though the first time I came here, she did

CHLOE. I couldn't believe my ears. This had to be a misconception. How would I kill a person? A human? I couldn't have done that. I had pride, I wasn't an assassin. I raced through the rooms until I arrived at the kitchen where Grandma was in. She was stocking up the kitchen, food, and many more. I grabbed one of the apples because I suddenly started to crave one. I noticed that these days, I had been craving food I wouldn't normally eat. Irresistible hunger, I had to eat. If I didn't eat, I would become so angry and uncomfortable. These are the things that I had noticed and things that I did. “Grandma,” I called, washing the apple in the sink. She glanced at me, smiled, and looked back at the refrigerator. She was wearing a ground-length gown. It was more of a knitted wear. I couldn't help but question if she had knitted it herself. It looked very beautiful. “Grandma, I have a question,” I asked. “What question?” She asked me, stacking up the bottled water in its section.

CHLOE. If my death was going to make him happy then I was ready to die. I would gladly die for him to be happy. I was the one who made him lose his smile, it was just right that I would be the one to bring back that smile. He tightened his grip on my neck, and I shut my eyes to let it happen. Then his voice sounded, “If you think that I am going to give you the easy way out then you are lying to yourself!” He growled at my face and then let me go. “I am sorry.” I let out once more. “No, you are not sorry. You are poor and helpless. If you were still rich, you would still be prideful. The same person that you have always been. Don't make it seem like the apology is from your heart!” He growled at my face. I felt so much pain down to my feet. My eyes ached from so many tears. I felt nervous in the belly. I wish that he could see that I was telling the truth. I would never harm a person in that manner. I was proud and I spoke to people in harsh ways but then I would never hurt

CHLOE. “Mom, what do you mean by you didn't block anyone’s source of income?” I asked tapping her arm gently. She shut her eyes and said nothing more but then I could see that she was trying her best to speak. Her head was moving gently, as if she was nodding her head negatively but then I didn't fully understand what she was saying. “Mom, are you okay?” I asked, still tapping her gently. I stared at her softly, between tears at this point. I hated seeing her look so weak because my mom was a strong woman. She hated weakness. This was the only time I had ever seen her weak, sad, or being able to do the littlest things. “Mommy…” I called gently, and tears unknowingly slipped out of my eyes. My mother had been subjected to the lowest point of her life and I hated it. I loved to see the strong woman and stern woman. Sometimes it was hard to deal with her but everything she taught me helped me so much. I held her hand with one hand and then used the other to wipe the tears that were

CHLOE. I wanted to tell him badly, that I was carrying his child but then who would want the same woman who caused the death of his mother and his sister? I have subjected him to nothing but pain. Hence I thought of a lie. “I was thinking about something,” I said silently and then stepped out of the room even before he told me to. I had walked to the door, picked up my dresses, and then stepped out of the room. On my way to my room, I saw Matilda walking toward me. She was shocked to see me, probably surprised that I was walking out of Ethan’s room. She stopped in front of me and then placed one hand on the side of her waist. She looked at me with disdain, her eyes scanning me like I had dirt all over my body. “Why are you coming out from Ethan’s room,” she asked with disdain. I sighed tiredly as I wasn't ready to have a battle with her. I did not need her to insult me as I had already had enough from Ethan and myself. “Perhaps you should go in there and ask him. Could you l