All Chapters of Dominant Husband: Her worth: Chapter 51 - Chapter 60
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Fifty: Lovers
Wandering in front of the huge door of Sebastian's building, I exhaled, contemplating on whether it was important to go to him now. Of course, it was important, but I was just so nervous. I had experienced his anger before. I knew he didn't like being treated badly or being humiliated. What if what I had done to him made him so angry, or made him turn back to his old self? Okay. There was only one way to find out. I just had to walk in there, and speak with the man I liked. Well, since he liked me, there wasn't supposed to be any problem, right? Ugh! I was so confused.  Swallowing hard, I inserted the door card into its slot. As if the door wanted me to speak to him as soon as possible, it opened up in only a few seconds. Maybe three seconds. Why so quick? It was probably a sign that things would work out fine between us.  Stupid thought, I thought.  The place was silent as usual. The
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Fifty one: Mom
I stared at Sebastian as he glared at himself, folded his arms around his chest. Leaning his back against the comfy couch, he sighed.  "I can't allow it." He finally looked at me.  I shifted closer to him, held his hand, soothed his palm. "Come on." My lips pulled into a childish pout. "It's gonna be fine. Trust me. You know I don't like Dave, so why are you still this worried?" "He kissed you that day!" He spat out, sounding more flustered. "What if he does it again? Fine, I know you don't like him, but he likes you. Can't you understand that?" I rolled my eyes. "It's not like he'll force me to kiss him or something." "What if he does?" He snorted, and bit his forceful sneer.  "Hey!" I slapped his arm. "Why are you being this jealous? Nothing will happen between us, ok?" "Why can't I take you to the airport myself? I know
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Fifty two: Test
Adrienne_______ Seeing how worried Dave seemed, I kind of felt disturbed. He looked tense and pale. In fact, his head was turning red. What could possibly be wrong with him? "Dave? Are you fine?" I asked again, but still, there was no reply from him. All he did was stare intently at mom. His mouth was dropped as well, his eyes broadly open. I saw tears in his eyes, and that worried me more.  "Adrienne," Mom called. She probably noticed him too.  I turned to her, furrowed my eyebrows. "Yes, ma?" "Is your friend okay?" I saw some kind of disturbance in her eyes.  I sighed, turned to him. Taking a step closer, I tapped his arm, which made him flinch. "What's wrong? Why aren't you saying anything?" "A-Ady," he stuttered, finally looking at me. "A-are you sure she's your mom? Are you…" he swallowed, not saying any
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Fifty three: Mine
Finally, she removed the test result from the envelope. For a moment, she stared at it comprehensively, and then, she sighed. "Oh, God," she muttered, dropping her hand on her chest. It was as if she was shocked, as well, it was as if she was relieved. What was the result?"Ma?" I tapped her shoulder. "What does it say?"Again, she sighed, stood up, and turned around to look at me. "It's negative." There was a smile on her face. I wanted to smile back at her, but I just couldn't. If I did, it would hurt Dave. Dave had once told me how important his locket was. He had said it made him feel like he wasn't so lonely as he truly was. He had said he never saw his mother, but she was close to his heart. So, now that this had to happen, wouldn't he be hurt that the woman he thought was his mom, wasn't? Ah, shit, why him?He stood up from his seat, looking quite hurt. Mom probably noticed how sad he looked, so she cupped his hands in hers. "Hey, dear." She smiled warmly at him. "I know h
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Fifty four: Again.
He stared hard. Reading his eyes, I saw hurt in them. Not just hurt, disappointment as well. It was as if he wasn't expecting this at all.  "What?" That left his lips in a whisper.  I swallowed, and nodded. "That's it, Dave. Stop trying to get close to me. You like me, but I don't like you. Sebastian isn't the same person he used to be, so I decided to give him a chance. Stop causing a problem in my life by trying to get close. I don't want to feel sad for rejecting you. I… don't like you as a lover," I uttered.  For a moment, his gaze was more intense. It felt like he didn't want to stop staring at all. What the heck was he looking at? The brown color of my eyes? His throat moved, up and down, then he stepped backwards. Lowering his head, his fingers rolled up into a fist. "I'm sorry for having to get close to you." "It's not a problem. You—"&
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Fifty five: Break up
I tightened my fist, glared at Lauretta, felt the need to hit her. When she had taken a glimpse sideways, I knew she had been up to something. She had probably seen Adrienne coming, so she had decided to pick up and act. But what was she going to gain from this? Tugging her arm, I yanked her close. "Did you do this on purpose?" "Maybe." Her lips flipped up into a sneer.  "Why?" My voice was low, rough and weak. I was scared. So scared. Adrienne had said she “knew it”. What exactly did she know? Had she been doubting me? Had she— It was better to not think about that right now.  She licked her lips, slowly raised her fingers to caress my jaw line. "Did I say anything wrong, huh? I'm truly tired of having to wait for you. This is the second time I've come to Florida. Why can't you see I want you? You've stopped giving me money, but that's not just it. I want you."&nb
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Fifty six: Stupid me.
Claire_____ "Right now…" Sebastian scoffed, bit his lips. "I'd rather stay with a pig, than come close to you. You're gross." After stating that to the damn mother-fucking Lauretta lady, he walked away, leaving her to gape. She muttered some things, glared at herself, rolled up her fingers into a fist.  Angered, I scorned silently, and sauntered to her. "Hey, bitcho." Hearing my voice, she turned to me. With lowered brows, she gazed at me. "What? Who the heck are you?" She spat out.  "Claire Martinez." A smirk grew on my lips. I was flustered, but I just had to keep calm before I'd end up killing her.  "Oh. You're his sister?" She flared her nostrils, curved her ugly arms around her chest.  "Yes, bitch. His sister, and his helper. I—" "You don't even look like the sister of tha
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Fifty seven: Love
Ethan stared at me like he was confused. He blinked four times, dropped his mouth. He wanted to speak, but it was as if something cut his throat.  "Seriously?!" He finally spoke, shock in his tone. "How did you guys break up? Wh-What happened?" "I was stupid again," I mumbled. "I said I didn't trust him. So, can you please help me talk to him? Claire's not willing to help me do that." "Oh." He scratched the back of his neck, stood up from the couch. "It's quite late. I don't know if he's asleep." "Ah, oh!" I gasped, leaped from my seat, and looked so worried. "Did he drink alcohol?" He pressed his lips against each other, shook his head no.  "Good." I sighed in relief. Staring back at him, I batted my eyelashes, pulled a childish pout. "Go, please. He always listens to you, huh?" He chuckled. "Just go by yourself. And besides,"
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Fifty eight: Fifty years.
Mom stared blankly at Sebastian and I. All I hoped was for her to accept this relationship. Well, there was a probability she'd accept it. She always said God forgives us for our sins, so we should learn to forgive others.  Her eyes moved to Sebastian, then to me. "How did this get to happen?" I couldn't grasp the particular emotion on her face. She widened her mouth, looked at me. "How did he even get here? Am I the only one who finds this weird?" "Ma, I used to think that too." I glimpsed at Sebastian, took his hand in mine, and smiled. "But I think fate purposely sent him to me. Whatever's meant for you, is meant for you." She sighed. "Honey, are you sure this is fine? I mean, I don't want you to… you know, have a heartbreak again." I could feel Sebastian wasn't comfortable with this conversation, so I just chuckled. "It'll be fine. I trust him now. And besides, we're so in love now. O
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Epilogue
Months later… "Thank you so much!" I exclaimed. Standing up from the well furnished chair, I heaved a deep sigh, smiled from ear to ear. "I'm so happy to finally be a partner of this company. Thanks for accepting my proposal." Mr. Roland, the CEO of one of the most reputable companies in New York, stood up from his seat. Stretching his hand for a handshake, he returned my smile. "Congratulations. We hope to get great results from you," he said.  "I'll try my best." I took his hand. After our friendly handshake, I grabbed my purse from the glass that separated Mr. Roland and I, made my way out of his office, then out of the building.  Closing my eyes, I inhaled the beautiful air of that afternoon, then smiled on opening them. Today wasn't my birthday alone, it was also my lucky day. First, the doctor had confirmed I was pregnant. And second, the company I wanted to wo
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