All Chapters of Secret Billionaire Heiress: Ex-wife Returns : Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

"What? Why?" His tone immediately took on the edge of annoyance as it usually did whenever there was trouble that involved me.And I already knew he was blaming me. I stifled my cry and tried not to embarrass myself before him."And she's crying." Martha sneered derisively."Why's she crying then?" He stood close to his mother and stared at me as though he was looking at some object of disgust.I wanted to ask him to take me to the hospital but after what had transpired this morning and how he'd ignored me the first time, I was skeptical.But I really needed the hospital. I tried to get to my feet so I could get to my room. I needed my phone to call Uncle Pete. He was the only one who could help me at this point.I felt like I wanted to die from this pain. I was also scared for my baby's life. He or she was already stressed enough, they needed rest not this constant trouble.I still didn't have any money of my own. Jared would give money to Mia and his mother but never to me. Whatever

"What is she doing here?" A woman who looked to be in her late thirties frowned as soon as she saw me.She had short black curls and a heavy load of make up. She would have been pretty if she hadn't decided to cake her face with so much beauty products. She was tall and slim but not really a model shaped kind of physique. She chewed and popped bubblegum with careless abandon. "Not now, Catherine." Uncle Pete merely said, leading me further into his living room.His house was beautiful and spoke of wealth too. I had spent ten days in the hospital trying to get better. The doctor had refused to discharge me until he was sure my blood pressure was back to normal. I was still hurting and mourning the miscarriage of the baby I would never meet but I had tried not to stress much so I could leave the hospital. Jared had visited everyday but I was not talking to him. He had realized that and didn't bother striking conversations with me anymore. Uncle Pete was the one who informed him of

"When will you be back?" I inquired, trying to hide the quiver in my voice.Uncle Pete was traveling and that would mean leaving me and his crazy wife all alone in the house.Oh God, I didn't even want to think of what would happen if he left."Soon." His smile was reassuring as though he already understood my thoughts about being left alone with his wife.The said wife was watching us — me specifically — through spiteful glares as she popped her gum. He had already given me some money to keep me busy until he was back.And by busy, he meant I should go shopping and have some fun. I was grateful but I kept the cash. It was going to be useful.If I kept saving whatever he gave me, I might actually have enough to start up life again. But he gave me the money in her absence, else she would likely kill me for it. Then, he was gone. I quickly left for my room. "Hey you!" She called.I halted on the short flight of stairs. I had a mind to ignore but she could push me from behind, I was

"What the hell is going on here?!" I was startled awake by the voice beside me. A throbbing came on immediately and hit both my temples.My eyes lazily fluttered open to meet the angry, shocked gaze of...my eyes flew open in disbelief and my brain immediately went into denial."Jared?" My jaw was almost touching the floor. My eyes quickly assessed the situation and saw I was naked. Barely covered and he was staring...no, glaring at me."How did you get here?!" The incredulity tinged heavily in my tone.I winced as soon as the question was out of my mouth, I held my head and massaged my temples. What had happened to here?Why was I in bed with...him?!"I should be asking you that. I was not expecting you in my room!" He yelled."You...I..." I lacked words in that moment and just stared at him, partly because I felt like I had been kicked by ten horses on the stomach and partly because my brain was still trying to process what had happened. "How did you know where to find me? Are you

"This place is nice, uncle Pete." I admired the interior decor of the restaurant we had just stepped into.One of the waiters seem to know uncle Pete and had ushered us to a private booth that had no customers except us."It belongs to a very close friend of mine." He said, taking a seat opposite me. Menus were placed before us. My stomach rumbled in hunger as soon as I opened the black and gold hardcover book-like menu that had so many dishes, categorized according to types and origins. I decided on Greek souvlaki, not because I'd had it before but because it looked nice.Uncle Pete went for Italian beef tortellini in broth. "I've had it once when I travelled to Florence and I liked it.""What drinks will you have?" The waitress who was attending our table inquired."I want something fruity. Moscato or Riesling will do." I answered."Get me beer." Uncle Pete decided.The waitress went away with our orders."So tell me, what did she do? I brought us here because it's private and you