All Chapters of The Billionaire’s Wrong Pet: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

AUTHOR’s NOTEThank you for following the story up to this chapter. I will now be using third POV for the story and only interchanging to Arlo and Ivory’s POV when necessary. Thank you for understanding.AUTHOR’s POVThe one disadvantage of being human is our inability to know what the other is thinking. The inability to understand the real reason for some silences, some frowns and some gazes. Arlo had it all— the fame, the money, the respect, not to mention the beauty. He had it all. The one thing he lacked was the ability to decipher his feelings before it was too late. Perhaps it was the way he grew up. Losing his mother at a young age to grow up with a father who basically buried himself in work to suppress his grief, Arlo had little to no knowledge of his own emotions.And there, right there was his flaw. The one flaw Lori could manipulate to her advantage. Just as Arlo could see through her fierce facade, Lori could see through his eyes. She knew when his heart was playi

His mind was made up. Without fully understanding why the need to find her consumed him. He grabbed his infamous Tommy Shelby hat— a classic piece that complimented his mission of the day. He slipped into his tailored double breasted black suit, the material smooth and rich, hugging his frame like it was made for him only. The black shirt underneath added a sleek, dangerous edge to his appearance yet remained effortlessly classy.As he stepped out of his room, Willis was already waiting, dressed in a grey suit of an equal luxurious degree. Both men exuded an air of elegance, completely overdressed for a simple mission of going and grabbing.However, Arlo was surprised to find him already waiting and ready. In the past, Willis made no offer to follow him to find Lori. He flatly refused. “You don’t need to come with me,” Arlo urged, “I can find her myself.”“What if she refuses to go with you. From our recent experiences, she hasn’t exactly been eager to follow you home.”Arlo scoff

The absurdity in thinking that a simple phone call was enough to threaten her made Ivory laugh.She was going to stay away from Arlo mot because she said it, but because he wasn't good for her. As she thought about it, the anger she was trying to ignore kept gnawing at her. "So they realized I left, yet no one has called? Not even Willis?"Every day, Arlo worked hard to prove that Julian was right, which means he fired her for speaking the truth."I guess he's like that," Ivory shrugged, "He hates to face the truth."But she wasn't going to be like that, she was in fact already facing the truth. "If no one loves me, I will love myself." That was her resolve. That was the resolve that brought her to Greenville. She needed her degree for work, but ehat would she do if those bastards won't let her have it?Arlo's father finally opened his after what seemed like forever. He was surprised to find his son, seated by his side, hopelessly staring into his phone."What's wrong, son?" The ma

Nights are to sleep, aren’t they?To get some rest and have a fresh start the next day, right?Ivory thought so too. She thought she could rest from the terrible day she had and have a fresh start the next day. Well, that was before she received Arlo’s text message. After that, nothing else mattered. Not the night, not the next day. She was filled with nothing but concern, worry, and a helpless feeling of affection for him.For the last thirty minutes, she was pacing around the room. Reading the text on her phone like it was a life sentence. She regretted her decision to leave. “I should’ve stayed!” she cried. “We’re married for god's sake!”Meanwhile, Arlo remained in a dark corner of his office, a glass of whiskey in hand, brown cigar in the other. Brown cigars— a habit that he long defeated. Tonight, such habit was the only thing that could help him cope with the emotions raging inside him.Fooling his father was easy. Getting Lori to act like Ivory to regain control over his c

Chapter 40Nothing else mattered to Ivory. Not even sleep, she stood by the window of the hotel room rereading Arlo'd text messages. She loved them. She loved the imaginations the messages created in her mind.In one of them, Arlo was miserable. He couldn't believe she had left him and so he wallowed in the confines of his study, drinking and thinking about her, until he could no longer hold back his emotions sonhe texted her. She read the latest one, "I'll find you!"It should've been a scary message, right? But Ivory thought otherwise. "Not if I find you first."She had barely gotten any sleep, her insides bursting with anticipation. She couldn't wait to see him. She couldn't wait to hug him and tell him how much she missed him.So on the first strike of sunrise, when the sun had just sent its first touch, Ivory's alarm jolted her from bed. She hopped into the bathroom, and was out in a hurry. As she headed for thr airport, beaming from ear to ear, Ivory felt her decision to l