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Chapter 282 Don’t Trip Over the Same Stone Twice
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Billionaire Boss? Nah, Just A Possessive Husband! Chapter 286 Steaming up the Windows
He smoothed a strand of hair behind my ear. ‘They won’t. So stop worrying. If anyone gives you trouble, you tell me. I’ll handle it. You don’t need to be afraid of any of it.’I looked up at him, at his earnest, handsome face in the dim light. ‘Alright. Okay.’I stood up from the swing, closed the small distance between us, and wound my arms around his neck. I went up on my toes and kissed him.I put everything I had into that kiss. All the pretended faith, the manufactured confidence, the willingness to believe his pretty promises. I kissed him like I was all in.He responded instantly, his arms locking around my waist, pulling me flush against him. The kiss deepened, turning hungry, relieved, almost fervent with a kind of victory.See? Easy. He just needed to feel he’d reassured me, that he’d secured his ground.We broke apart at the sound of someone’s footsteps, breathing unevenly, foreheads touching.‘Change of venue.’ I scooped up my discarded shopping bags, took his hand, and led
Billionaire Boss? Nah, Just A Possessive Husband! Chapter 285 Parental Disapproval
After work, I strong-armed Portia into a retail therapy session.‘So let me get this straight,’ she said, holding up a silk camisole I definitely didn’t need. ‘His mum’s new bestie is his ex-fling from Singapore, and she’s now texting you for his diary? And you’re just… cool with that?’‘I’m the picture of glacial composure,’ I said, adding a truly hideous vase to my basket because why not. ‘It’s fine. It’s all fine. His mother is just being… sociable. In a matriarchal, dynasty-preserving kind of way.’Portia snorted. ‘Right. And I’m just being friendly when I tell a girl hitting on my date to get lost. It’s delightful, your optimism. Truly.’We rambled through shops until past ten, until my feet ached and my bags were heavy enough to serve as ballast.It did the job. The buzzing, superficial noise of the city and Portia’s gloriously unfiltered commentary pushed the deeper, nagging unease to the background.I dropped her off, then pointed my car towards Park Lane. I’d promised to spend
Billionaire Boss? Nah, Just A Possessive Husband! Chapter 284 Not a Masochist
‘Nothing,’ I said, straightening up and smoothing my skirt. ‘We shouldn’t be talking about this at work. It’s against the rules. I’ve got to get back to it.’I gave his shoulder a patronising pat, picked up my tablet, and walked out.The rest of the morning passed in a tedious cycle. I buzzed in and out like a worker bee.He never brought up the dinner again.Jaclyn, however, was politely insistent.In the end, I simply texted her his direct number, which I was ninety-nine per cent sure she already had, and wrote: [I’m not in charge of Mr Hastings’s private social schedule. It would be best to contact him directly.]Then came the business dinner. A special circle of hell populated by three older investors who seemed to believe a deal couldn’t be consecrated without a blood sacrifice of vintage claret.They were monstrously, relentlessly fond of the bottle, toasting everything from the weather to the decline of the high street with grim, ritualistic enthusiasm.Kai and I exchanged a gla
Billionaire Boss? Nah, Just A Possessive Husband! Chapter 283 Not Your Chaperone
The private lift went up to the executive floor.Lochlan walked ahead of us. He didn’t break stride as he spoke, tossing the words over his shoulder. ‘Kai, you and Hyacinth will switch duties today.’Then he was gone, vanishing into his office and leaving Kai and me standing in the hushed corridor like a pair of mildly reprimanded schoolchildren.We exchanged a look.‘Told you,’ Kai murmured.I just shrugged.I didn’t ask what had put Lochlan in such a foul mood. I had a pretty good idea.‘Are you going to be okay?’ Kai asked.‘I’ll be absolutely fine.’ I gave him a patently false smile and walked back to my own office.Once inside, with the door shut, I slumped into my chair.My new phone sat accusingly on the desk.Jaclyn Lemon had been gently but persistently pushing for an answer on Lochlan’s schedule. She’d made it abundantly clear the request came from his mother.‘I do hope you won’t mind helping,’ she’d written, as if I were a slightly slow butler. She’d even offered me his mot
Billionaire Boss? Nah, Just A Possessive Husband! Chapter 282 Don’t Trip Over the Same Stone Twice
Mum watched me, seeing the way I couldn’t quite meet her eye.She sighed, a sound that was equal parts disappointment and relief. ‘Oh, Hyacinth. Well, if you know it’s impossible, that’s… good, I guess. I just worry you’ll get one of your ideas in your head and charge ahead, no matter what anyone says. Like before.’She was talking about Cary. I knew, with a certainty that ached, that if she hadn’t been so desperately ill back then, she would have physically barred the door to stop me marrying him.To this day, she refused to believe I’d married rich, charming Cary Grant because I’d fallen stupidly in love. She was convinced I’d done it as a transaction, to get the money for her heart transplant.I didn’t want to dig up that graveyard. It was done. And given the same choice, I’d do it again to save her. ‘Mum, I’m not going to be stupid again,’ I said, my voice quiet.‘Look.’ She came over and took my hands. Her own were warm and slightly damp from the shopping. ‘Mr Hastings is exceptio
Billionaire Boss? Nah, Just A Possessive Husband! Chapter 281 Candidate for Daughter-in-Law
I shot upright in the bath, water sloshing over the sides.Jaclyn Lemon. The former head of Velos Singapore. The woman was so spectacularly bad at her job, Lochlan had fired her right in front of me. The last I’d heard, she’d retreated to London to lick her considerable wounds.What in the name of all that was holy was she doing texting me? We weren’t mates. The last look she’d given me could have curdled milk.Then the next text bubble popped up.[Hyacinth, I hope this isn’t too intrusive. I’m trying to coordinate a small family dinner and need to find a slot in Lochlan’s schedule. As you manage his diary, I wondered if you might be able to indicate when he’s next free? I’d be so grateful.]I stared at the screen. Since when did Jaclyn Lemon say ‘I’d be so grateful’?My thumbs hovered over the screen. The water was going cold. I typed back: [I’m afraid I can’t give out details of Mr Hastings’s schedule. Company policy.] I added a polite full stop for good measure.Her reply was almost
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