All Chapters of Billionaire's Pampered Wife: Chapter 991 - Chapter 1000

He went out to buy some food, which was quite far away. Waverly did not go out as it was already past ten in the evening. She locked the door, showered, took out the quilt, laid it on the bed, and was ready to sleep. Suddenly, her cell phone rang. It was Joseph. Although Waverly's cell phone had an anti-tracking application, she still didn't want to answer his call. Talking to Joseph would only make her angry and uncomfortable. She rejected the call and set the alarm for six-thirty in the morning for the following day. Then, she switched off her phone and went to sleep. After a long while, Waverly was woken up by the loud knockings on the door from outside. She couldn't be bothered by it and went back to sleep. With a bang, her door was kicked open, and the lights were turned on. She poked her head out from the blanket and realized that it was Joseph. He pursed his lips tightly, and his jaw was stiff. He looked furious and unh

Waverly looked out of the window. She did not respond nor refuse him. She did not want to kiss him back, but she also knew that the more she resisted, the crazier Joseph would become. It was also possible for him to want her in the car. Her head hurt. As Joseph realized that she wasn't responding, the initial gentle kiss turned into a wild and overbearing bite. Waverly did not say a word as her heart had already drifted back to Country A's President's Mansion. It was already late in the night, and Waverly wondered if Bellamy had fallen asleep. In the past, if she woke up and noticed that he was not asleep yet, she would bring a pack to his study room and have a quick chat. Although he was shrewd, he would still tell her everything. He would even share with her the strategies and methods he thought of. She felt Bellamy's confidence, tolerance, and assistance towards her. He was gradually trusting her more. How did she find out that she had

She looked out of the window as the car drove out from the mansion. Joseph stood by the window and watched her car pull away. Yasmine stood behind Joseph and put her arms around him, whining affectionately, "I drove for almost half an hour just to get here from home. I even got up an extra hour earlier than usual. I'm so sleepy now." Joseph turned around and looked at her. He leaned against the windowsill and coaxed, "Next time, I'll go to your place for breakfast so you won't have to rush over." "It will be very hard on you too if you had to come to my place. Why don't I move in? We are getting married this year anyway. I told my mother about this idea yesterday, and she agreed." Yasmine said as she walked towards Joseph and leaned against his chest. Joseph stared at her and asked, "Once we are married, we will have all the time together. I'm just worried that you won't be able to catch your breath because of me." "You're so annoying." Yasmine hit J

It was not that Waverly didn't remember, but she just didn't believe it at all. Waverly and Joseph were enemies who hated each other. Whenever they were together, she felt like the world was spinning backwards; everything felt wrong. There was no way in hell she was going to wait for him to become the President, and to think that she would have to wait for him and Yasmine to get a divorce too...  No, she would not let him be the President. She would do everything she could to stop him. "I remember it now," Waverly answered weakly. "From now on, don't just remember it. Make sure that it's etched into your brain forever. Do you hear me?" Joseph scolded fiercely, and his tone carried with it a threatening nature. "I'm not deaf," Waverly complained. Joseph's gaze turned even more vicious as he locked his gaze onto her. "This is just great. You have yet to put your arrogance away." Joseph turned around and walked upstairs. Waverly held his arm

"How long do we have to wait until we can eat?" Joseph changed the subject. "Ten more minutes," Waverly answered. He turned around and went out of the kitchen without saying another word. Waverly let out a sigh of relief. She quickly held onto the sink, supporting herself as she rested for a while; her legs had gone weak like jelly during their stressful exchange. After a short rest, she continued cooking. Ten minutes later, Waverly went out and saw Joseph sitting on the sofa with his phone in his hand, typing a message with his head down. "It's time to eat," Waverly shouted at him. Just then, Hayley came rushing through the door with a bottle of wine in hand. She felt a little surprised to sense that the atmosphere between them was not as negatively-charged or as tense as it was before. As Hayley didn't want to eat with Joseph, she went to the kitchen without greeting him. "Madam, are you all right?" Waverly nodded. "You should sta