All Chapters of Learning To Love Mr Billionaire: Chapter 81 - Chapter 85

"Let us go; I will treat you two to lunch," Carter said as they stepped out of the police station. Ophelia looked at her father; she moved closer to him and pressed her face forward. She was tempted to check his pulse as well as her temperature but stopped herself because of the eyes around them."You would treat us to lunch?" she asked, stepping back because of the glare that her father had on his face."That is just what I said," Carter said, and she nodded."Dad, if anything is going on, you need to tell me immediately or my mind will wander too far and I will think about things I should not," Ophelia said with a concerned look on her face."What is so strange about me treating my daughter and her husband to lunch?" Carter asked. Ophelia was overreacting; if anyone else heard her, they would think he had never bought her a meal in his life."You mean to tell me that you are taking at least an extra hour out of your busy Saturday to buy us a meal?" Ophelia followed. Cade tugged on h

"Why did you do that?" Cade asked Ophelia, who had been pacing the floor of the house for ten minutes since they arrived. "Do what?" she asked, pretending not to understand what he was talking about. "Do what is making you as worried as you are right now," Cade replied. "Worried?" she asked, coming to sit beside him. "I am not worried; why would I be?" she asked, tapping one leg to the ground as it shook violently. "Tell that to your violent, shaky legs and wrung-up fingers." His hands rested on her leg so gently that it stopped immediately.She turned to him, and as if she were smiling, she bent her head and ran her hand through her hair multiple times; it was all over her head. "Why did I do that?" she whispered. "Exactly why did you do that? I was okay with taking the heat. I guess with your promotion coming up I will have to answer the question more often than I thought.""Do you think so?" Ophelia raised her head to catch a glimpse of his face. The expression on his face was

"Why did I not think about helping him?" Ophelia asked as she got to her room door. She decided to drop off the bag in the room and then get back to the kitchen to help him. She might not be able to tell him that she liked him or be in a relationship with him, but at least they could act like a couple for the public, and they could be friends too. "Let me help you, sir," she heard a voice come from the kitchen, and it was unfamiliar to her. She wondered who it was. "There is no need for that." Cade's voice was firm and off-putting. "But sir, you are doing our work as staff, and we feel bad because since we got here we barely have any work to do," the girl said. Ophelia wanted to burst into the room and make the flirting girl uncomfortable, but she was also curious as to how Cade was going to handle the situation. "And shouldn't you be happy about it?" Cade asked. It made sense that a person would feel okay with receiving pay without working, so why was she complaining? Did she nee