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Chapter 42: The Bitter Aftertaste
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2026-04-02 15:38:05
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UNDESERVED ROMANCE WITH MR. BILLIONAIRE Chapter 42: The Bitter Aftertaste
(Richard’s POV)I gripped the steering wheel so hard my fingers began to throb. The leather of the steering felt like peeling off my skin, but my palms were dripping with sweat. I tried to focus on the road ahead, but I couldn't focus properly. It kept sliding away, blurring like a messy water fall. ‘What is happening to me?’ I wondered.My head felt incredibly heavy. As I drove, the board lights smeared into long, neon streaks across the glass.I hadn't swallowed a single drop of that wine at my mother’s house. I hadn't even touched the water, but yet, the air in that dining room had been something else, something wasn’t just feeling right. Now, that sweet, sickly smell of vanilla candles was lodged deep in the back of my throat. I have been inhaling it ever since dinner.It tasted like a lie and deception that I should have seen coming the moment I walked through my mother's front door.‘She did it,’ I thought as my stomach grumbled. I gasped and couldn't breathe properly.It be
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