Trapped By My Billionaire Husband
an
my grandparents place, " I settled into the back seat. I clutched my s
from the mirror for some time, t
bsent_mindedly, my hands s
gainst my abdomen and smiled
lmost immediately. Leaning a little bit forward, I said, "I wouldn't. I have no
opped the c
rcely and shut his eyes, as though he were tryi
le bit raised. Ignoring it, I said, "I
arriage or even dared to leave. I was very much sure that those weren't empty threats. He meant every word he had
manda" this was the first time he referred to me by my name and not with some honorifics, "I know you're
ou want to help me? Don't you work for Jason? He'd have you
the tension and awkwardne
son is. I know him, and I don't like the way he treats you. There's nothing to like about your nons
, now, A
me by my name, made it seem as though we were close in a way. It was o
ou if I need some type of help," I sa
went upstairs, redid my makeup per
's g
o each other and there was silence, except for the "WestLife" music playing in
me down, and came over to my side. He op
g fool for being oblivious of such beau
f her behind my ears, and smiled.
wait for y
ring her car and zooming off. I was sure she didn
and I ducked immediately. I
**
ard the sound of her car zooming off.
surprise visit, but, what was she doing here? I had a sick feeling in m
nderson's alluring voice inter
" I said, waving i
ait in the car,
n, I'd try not to
find the answers to my questions. I pushed the woodng on the floor were the almost l
loor without thinking. I flung my slippers away for easy movement. I ran towards
ined my ankle slightly. "Anders
hed me, fear and surprise
happ
iled me. I cried and pointed
or some reason, I couldn't still talk even thou
ing my hair all along. I hugged
is embrace and dashed towards the house again. The
me, calling my na
galow in the outskirts of the city in a secluded area. They weren't exactly o
nts bodies. Without further delay, he made a phone ca
ound. Men and women in uniform barged in, asking questions, while the