The Billionaire's Wife

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up in

tired as I moved unto the side, I groan as the sun burned my eyelids. I'm

t with last night was again possessed by the devil. The happenin

cold and heartless now w

him, I muttered a

p but when I took a peek, I still saw him there. He was sittin

you still

p, " he snapped, his gaze s

w swee

high up on my chin as I stare at him. "I waited so that I

to say?" I bit my lip and nod

sband to you–I can protect you and provide for you–but I cannot love you the same as you do to me. Please, listen..." I am startled when he snapped his fingers at me, pulling my chin to make me look at him. "I'm so sorry if I t

n trying to suppress from the last ten minutes he was there in fron

orming back to that monster I have feared. It hurts me that he keep on treating me like this--That he doe

it all to him? And look at how he tre

us

ny. It was for the sake of partnership between long tim

just me that have fallen

o fall for his tricks an

at all the efforts are gone because he chose to lock himself away again after his father died. If only I could, I will bring back the memories l

ble. He's back to that m

o him and even lied to him because I am an idiot, an idiot who is in love with a

am the most stu

orce papers are on its way, that he's only waiting for the right time for me to gave i

to wave the white flag, because I k

orget, "Happy

l,

ll

the tub only to cover

is blue eyes as he frowned down, though

king down at me, he said "Frances gave me a chocolate

o continue, "Do you like it?" He stared at me with his hooded blue eyes looking me up an

ing out for the towel, "Of cours

ing my head. He just saw me naked again and I hated that I feel differ

ite ashamed of how I acted and the cake, I thought he bought i

this

re putting them on. Well, this is what I call sleeping

lippers and headed down only to

that'

reparing dinner; like a really hot guy preparing

say that again. Not ever. And he won't

y shoulder only to put a plate on my line of vision, "Chocolate.

l you..." Oh great, here it

divorce....Wtf. What the fu*

ce, right?" I murmurred making him stare at me before nodding his head. "Okay. You'll say that y

ou clearly stated it, am I right?" I pointed at my face as he continue to stare down on his plate,

'm hurt? He's so in

epends to us now if we wanted for it to extend. Are you willing to e

know you don

s. I wanted to explode right there in front of him and tell him of what I feel. Though I know

id not stop him to pester me for answers and as I swallow

n dish, still not caring that he wa

he can't even look me in the eye. He was telling me that

k at hand. After awhile he rerurn to his seat, I can hear him talking on the phone but I couldn't carel

I could hear his foot steps litterin

be.

prise to see no one. Geez, could it be poss

except last night. He never really sleep here in this house in the first place for he have a freaking penthouse on his bu

ea

ow about this or- "El, mo

e pillow

ite tee's like, Mine? "Who told you that you can borrow my shirt?

said, "This is my home, my room, my bed, my shirt, Mine!" he

me and this is my room, Gabe. My bed and that, " I

rd 'T

-is--my

He gave me one of those devilish smirk that made my heart

akin' arse ki

see?" He pulled it out of his bod

y head before showing me the same tag, gi

oh my

shirt as I scrambled to put it on me as fast as possible. I ca

t he saw me naked f

et over me as I re

xt thing I know is I'm lying down below him, naked. I

mbarrassing, but I can