All Chapters of Engaged To The Billionaire After Betrayal: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

Rocco's POV Like an erupting volcano, I burst into my parent's mansion with anger coursing through me and stormy red eyes. I stalk towards the second living room when no one is in sight the moment I enter, except for the maids whom I do not feel like talking to. The person I want to see is my mother. And dad. They both caused this. If only they didn't try to force me or blackmail me into marrying that crazy woman in the penthouse, maybe I won't be this frustrated, angry, and sad, and I would probably be on my way to work, excited for a new day's challenge. They caused this so they should answer for this. During the wedding yesterday, I realized mother was the one behind it all. She was the one who reminded my dad about it and pushed him to force me into this. This is just unfair. This is unfair. This is sheer wickedness. Just before I get to the living room, Nita appears. When she spots me, she smiles and waves her hand but I shove her away and enter to see mom sitting on her

Rocco's POV My gaze darts outside the car window, watching the rain pattering and the droplets sliding down the window as I ignore the fear consuming my insides. I left the office before the rain began so I could come back to my parent's mansion to see mom or dad. But on second thought, I decided to see Anita instead. Mom will never tell me what it is. Dad must have sworn to secrecy never to tell me either and it's breaking me. Curiosity is killing me. My mother is dying and I didn't even notice a strange thing? Is this how much I have distanced myself from my family? What exactly is happening? Where exactly is it hurting? Why did Anita use the word "dying" instead of sick? Is it something incurable? Mother doesn't even look sick. She looks as healthy as always. She even looks more beautiful recently and the thought of it almost makes me tear up. My mother can't die. No. I will do everything in my power to see to it that she survives this but first I need to know the source

Rocco's POV I was slightly frightened when she spoke up. I never thought I would meet her up here in my room. It was the least I expected. My banging headache, my sorrow and the bad effect the rain has on me today aren't helping matters. I came into the room with my eyes close. I just wanted everything to go back to normal; the way it used to be when I had no problem in the world and even if I do, I always go home to talk to mom about it and it will be resolved. Most of the problems I always had always had to do with my company. Mother is always ready to help. Sometimes, when I need Dad's help, I indirectly sort out his help by going to my mom. She is my backbone. She gives me a shoulder to lean on. She is my mentor. She is a good woman with a heart of gold. Why is Valentina in my room? I ask inwardly when she waves a hand at me to jerk me out of my reverie. The headache I am feeling is a result of the accumulated stress and also the thinking I have been doing all morning. I a

Rocco's POV When she isn't out after five minutes, I let out a sigh, not out of surprise because I know she is the world wide known definition of tardiness. She is never early to anything. Not even our wedding. Who am I to even think today will be different? That woman is just one out of a hell of bat-shit insane women out there. I used to think I have this sort of effect on women but Valentina is an exemption. I never thought I would also be ever cool-headed with a woman but Valentina is that woman who is suddenly turning me into a cool-headed man. How can I keep up with my arrogance when she doesn't even give me room for that? How can I keep up with my stubbornness when she is way more stubborn than I am to the point that I get exhausted and tired of going back and forth with her with words? At this point, I think I am just going to let her have her way. I have a lot to deal with and having to put her on my list of problems right now is not something I can afford to do. My m

Rocco's POV We left the mansion without talking to Mother. She didn't spare me a glance but was all smiles with Valentina. I thought having Valentina talk to her on my behalf will make it easy for her to forgive me and that will make it easy to approach her. I am desperate to talk to her and assure her that everything will be fine. I can't do anything to help her if we can't talk. We need to talk about how she feels and I need to convince her to continue the treatment. She shouldn't give up. She taught me how not to give up. Why would she give up on the treatment when she can keep it going? What confuses me more is the fact that Father isn't saying anything about it too. When I brought it up during dinner after Valentina and Mother left us, he ignored me. Should I go and visit him tomorrow? I feel sad knowing that Anita, who has always been away from home, knows more than I do. She gave me a sign to keep shut but I can't even comprehend what she meant by that. Didn't she say F