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22: Suspicion
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Forget About Me, Billionaire 23: Wedding Gift
CHRISTY:“I did not. It’s just that Mom would be disappointed in me if I divorced Everette. It’s still our second day of being a married couple. And if I would divorce him, I need to pay for my parent’s debt.”It was more than disappointment, but Poppy did not have to know that. “How much is it?”“Four hundred million dollars if I will be the one to break the marriage.”“That’s too...big.” She squeezed my hands.“Yes. I don't know how to pay for it.” I was practically like a beggar after selling my car and using it for my expenses. “I'm considering selling my internal organs for a start,” I joked.Poppy slapped my hand. “Ouch,” I cried. “No one is selling their kidney, okay? Don’t fret, Christy. I will ask Sebastian if he could lend you that amount. I’m sure he will lend it to you.”“I was only kidding.” I chuckled and pulled out my hand. "I...I don't want to involve you two. I can handle this problem."Are you crazy? my mind screamed. You were seriously considering owing him. And
Forget About Me, Billionaire 24: Bar
CHRISTY:“A car?” I whispered. Poppy had not known it, but I already sold my car and was already commuting after selling it. After Poppy and Sebastian wed, there was a part of me that had stopped. Or perhaps I was only jealous of my friend for finding her love after so much pain she encountered. I should be happy, but I could not help but feel self-pity. "Poppy said your car is already old."Yeah, and the reason why I sold it cheap. "A car is already...too much, Sebastian. I cannot accept it.""Don't take this negatively. Everette is already rich, but my wife said she wanted to give back to you."With a car, I can finally go wherever I want without relying on Everette. “You should accept it. Poppy will be sad and all I want is to make my wife happy.”He put the key in my hand. “We can check if you want.”My hands trembled as I kept staring at the key. “Are you two really giving this to me?”“The names on the papers are yours. That’s enough reason for you to believe. I will be lead
Forget About Me, Billionaire 25: Bar (Part 2)
EVERETTE:Christy ended the call without waiting for me to finish my statement. I started my phone in disbelief at the blatant disrespect. “That little…”I was accustomed to people following all of my orders without being asked, but Tina was different. She was effortless in giving me a headache.I looked at my phone. Quarter to ten in the evening. She should be at home by now. Safe and sound, but no. She went somewhere where I did not even know. She did not ask for my permission but went to go without thinking about her security. She was my wife. My enemies could use her against me. I gritted my teeth.She was testing my patience because I never taught her any lessons. She believed I was not capable of punishing her when I continued to be good at her. I tried to contact her once again, but her phone was already out of coverage. She turned her phone off.I shook my head in disbelief. This is unforgivable. If she continues this rebellious side, I won't ever tame her. She should subm
Forget About Me, Billionaire 26: Bar (Part 3)
CHRISTY:There was a lingering feeling that someone was watching me as I continued dancing to the bet. Men's eyes were on me, but I did not care. Someone tried to dance with me. The guy earlier. That was Rick, right? But I disregarded him and went to dance on my own.They said dancing is one of the best forms of exercise and they were not mistaken at all. Sweat was dripping from my forehead and my blouse was nearly soaked from dancing. It was a good decision to say that I should be bringing extra clothes.Rick was suddenly in front of me with his sickening smile. I tried to tell him a couple of times to back off, saying I had no plans of being in another company, but he would not listen to me and continued to approach me like a dog.If I was not married, we would have long gone to the bathroom and did who knows what.I stopped dancing and glared at him while he continued to dance. He was teasing me and seducing me at the same time. I hated it when I broke someone’s heart that I could
Forget About Me, Billionaire 27: Rett and Everette
CHRISTY:“You're too full of yourself, you know that? Everette?”His brows knitted. “I'm telling the truth.”“Your truth is not my truth.” Locking gazes with the waiter, I declared, “Please give me two beers. In cans.”I need something to drink. “Two glasses? You're not making yourself drunk, Christina. If you do I—”“You don't stop me from doing what I want Everette. That's what I don't want from you. I never said I wanted to go home.”Why does almost everyone want to control my life? Dang it. I also wanted to take control. “Why are you doing this?”“I want to celebrate our marriage.”His eyes narrowed. “You never were happy about it.”I grinned. “Bingo. You're sharp.”“We can order whatever you want to drink if we are at the house. You don’t have to be here.”I wanted to be here. This place was the only thing that made me forget that I was alone. That I had no company. Entering this crowded place felt like the problems had no power over me. I smiled sadly and drank the contents
Forget About Me, Billionaire 28: Friends?
CHRISTY:This had something to do with the alcohol, I muttered to myself. The alcohol was making me ultra-sensitive and I did not like it at all especially if Everette was looking at me with pity in her eyes.Why was I crying? Why would I always cry in front of him? The fuck. Angrily, I wiped the tears from my eyes and turned my back to him.“Christina. I can bring back the Rett you enjoyed talking about before,” he muttered softly. “If that's the only way that will make me see you as your friend.”I inhaled deeply. Take reign of your emotions, Christy. You're not a crybaby so stop acting like one. “Why would you do that?” I snapped, still with my back to him.“You Everette, but you like Rett. I can feel it the way you chatted with me. But when it was Everette who sent you a text message, you won't be replying at all. You can tell me how to fix this.”“You cannot fix anything.”“We should fix this. I don't want a wife who would always hate me. Forever. Do you want me to return to Re
Forget About Me, Billionaire 29: Agreement
CHRISTY:A smile curved on my lips as I dreamed of something beautiful. It was me holding a baby and it looked so much like —I felt the slight shaking of my shoulders. And when I opened my eyes, Everette was silently looking at me. As if he was studying my face and the freckles I had. “Wake up, sleepyhead. It's time to wake you.”His words did not automatically register in my mind except for the smile on his handsome face. My hands were itching to brush my fingers on his cheeks and pinched both of his rounded cheeks. “Rett.”He smiled when we locked each other's gaze and said, “We are here. I hate to wake you up, but it's getting colder outside.”He looked so handsome, was the first thing I thought. Everything about him was almost perfect. Did I marry someone like him?And my dream. What was it about? It seemed like it had something to do with him and our future.“Tina?” he asked when all I did was look at him. “Do you hear me?”Why are you so handsome again?“You think so?” he ask
Forget About Me, Billionaire 30: Sideways
CHRISTY:My heart continued pounding like crazy as we entered my room. It suddenly felt hot and all evidence that I was sleepy was left in my system. Damn it. Why did I say yes again to this setup?You said you pity him. This man had been nice to you and you were the only bitch who treated him unjustly. “Clean room. I hope this will always be set up every single day. Not your clothes on the floor and your underwear unwashed.”My room was not like this before. This was surprisingly clean. “Won’t you thank me for cleaning your room?” Everette asked.Right. It was him. We were the only people in this big mansion. It would be lovely if little kids were running in the hallway while shouting as they played. But with our situation, it won’t be happening any moment from now.“I did not tell you to clean them for me.” I had plans of cleaning it when I came home, anyway. But then I forgot. “I want to do it for you. Do you know my love language? It's an act of service.”That explained why he
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