All Chapters of The Painful Love: Let Me Go, Mr. Billionaire : Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

Skylar"I can't believe you’re wasting your beauty like this, Sky! You have such a great figure, yet you insist on dressing like you’re some boring secretary in a dull office drama,” Amber rolled her eyes as she pushed me toward a high-end clothing store. She had been nagging me for nearly twenty minutes after we met at the Cafe. Ever since she found out I was married to Cole, she had been criticizing my lack of effort in dressing up as a ‘billionaire’s wife'.I let out a tired sigh, already knowing this conversation was going nowhere. "Amber, I really don’t see the big deal. They’re just clothes." Amber gasped, placing a hand over her chest like I had just uttered something blasphemous. "Just clothes? Sky, that’s an insult to someone like me! Fashion is an art, a language. It tells the world who you are before you even open your mouth. And right now, you’re practically telling people you don’t exist!" She flipped her hair dramatically and gestured to herself. "Look at me! Do y

Skylar Ever since that incident, Cole hardly allowed me to go out. He arranged all kinds of etiquette training to ‘prepare me’ for the family banquet. But deep down, I knew that he was using these lessons as a way to stall me, keeping me too busy to have any time to go out. Days blur together, and I passed the time from one training session to the next, until the anticipated day was finally here. I was awoken early in the morning by a series of sounds coming from downstairs. Groggily, I got out of bed and made my way down, wondering what could be happening at this hour. As I stepped into the living room, I was met with a surprising sight: a group of people bustling about, each holding tool boxes or carefully arranged rows of clothes. The room was bustling with activity, and I could hear soft murmurs and the rustle of fabric everywhere. What in the world is going on?! I approached Ingrid and asked, “Ingrid, what’s all this about?” She looked up from what she was doin

ColeI couldn’t help but notice that Vanessa was giving Skylar a long, measuring look. She seemed to be watching Skylar’s every move, and then her eyes fixed on Skylar’s chest, lingering over the necklace that I had given to her.Vanessa was smiling, but I could see the hunger in her eyes. She kept staring at Skylar’s necklace—the Princess Victoria Rose rare and expensive jewelry piece. From my intel, I knew It was the final piece Vanessa needed to complete her royal jewelry entire collection, the very one she had been obsessed with for years. Too bad for her… she was never going to get it. I saw the exact moment Vanessa lost control. She couldn't help but reach out, her fingers grazing the necklace as if admiring it, but I knew she was trying to test its authenticity, to confirm if Skylar was actually wearing the real necklace.A warm smile played on her lips, but I wasn’t fooled. Her tone seemed light, almost playful, as she most likely asked

The moment I stepped out into the garden, the cool evening breeze hit my red face, sweeping away the heat from the alcohol. I inhaled deeply, savoring the night air as it cleared my mind. The laughter and chatter from the banquet hall faded and turned distant as I walked away further into the garden. I needed this. Just a few minutes to breathe, to be away from the scrutiny of everyone watching, judging. I lowered myself onto a chair near the hedge, closing my eyes briefly. My thoughts drifted back to the banquet, to the moment Cole had taken the glass of wine meant for me and downed it without hesitation. The teasing remarks from the guests still echoed in my mind. "Cole really cares about his wife, doesn’t he?" Their laughter had filled the room, entertained by the fact that Cole had taken the glass from me. But they all had sat there in silence and had pretended not to see the way Ethan made things difficult for me. The only consolation I got was the way that scumbag’s fa

Skylar I lay on my bed, staring blankly at the ceiling. Even though the family dinner and its drama had ended the night before, I still felt drained.The expectations, the scrutiny, and the pressure—it had all been suffocating, but Cole had handled it all.The sound of my phone ringing jolted me from my thoughts. I reached for it and saw Amber’s name flashing on the screen. A small smile tugged at my lips as I answered. “Hey.” Amber sighed loudly on the other end. “Skylar, I need a drink.” I immediately frowned, sensing something wrong. “What happened? You don't sound so good.” “I’m not,” she admitted. “My dad’s driving me insane.”That was all she needed to say. I knew how controlling and strict her father could be. “What is the matter this time?” I asked.“Can you imagine? My father wants to set me up in an arranged marriage!”I nearly sprang out of bed in shock at her words. Amber… in an arranged marriage? No matter how hard I tried, I just couldn’t picture it.Amber was