In love with a billionaire のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 11 - チャプター 20

She took careful steps into his room. “Make yourself comfortable." She wanted to say that, but that is quite hard. Things had never been awkward between her and Leonard before, but now she couldn’t say for sure. Leonard noticed her hesitant steps. “I’ll run the bath for you." She looked at him. He walked up to her and grabbed her shoulders, saying, “Hey! Do not think about it so much. There’s no need for you to feel uncomfortable around me ever.She smiled at him. “I’ll give you time to freshen up." "There is an unopened packet of brush in the sink," he rummaged through his drawers and handed her a big polo, “Change into this when you’re out." "I'll be outside the room waiting for you." She nodded. She was about to step into the bathroom when he called out to her, “I would like to reheat the lasagna; would you eat some?” “Yeah, thank you.” “Of course," he said, exiting the room. She stood under the shower as she let the warm water cascade down her back. heating her cold bones

Ashley walked into the house. “Hey mom," she said dryly. “Ash, did you get paid yet?” “No mother" “Why is that?” Ashley already had an emotionally exhausting day; the last thing she needed was to engage with her mother. “I get paid weekly, mother." "Well, the bills are daily, so how do you intend to foot them?” "Mother, when my pay comes, I promise I will start paying all our bills that are due." Her mother grabbed the bag in her hand. “Mother!” she cried out. She rummaged through it, tossing everything out. "What's wrong with you, mother?" You're making a mess." I tried to grab my things from her. "Give me back my bag!” She stopped when it seemed she had found what she wanted. “If you don’t get paid daily, whose money is this then?” “I was gifted this by the kind old lady whom I work for. "I am a caregiver and not a nanny.” “Then why did you hide it?” “I did not hide it at all, mother. I..."“You what? It is mine now. "You are so ungrateful; all I have worked for I have

Henry woke up the next day, it was a hot afternoon. He woke up with a banging headache. He squinted his eyes as he looked through his phone checking the time. He reached for the table, he found a table on the side with a cup of water. A note had been laid out indicating that it was aspirin for his headache. He took it and slowly got out of bed. He looked at his reflection in the mirror, he needed a real break. A vacation where he could relax. His eyes were sunken and red His skin was pale. He noticed he had a cut on his lower lip as he had been in a fight, that was when the events of the previous night began rushing in. He had been in a fight at his bar. He remembered it clearly because of how terrified it made him feel. He had a flash of the past, so vivid he almost had a panic attack. He had fought back aggressively, he knew the person he had attacked would be in bad shape. He showered, thoroughly washing every bit of his body. Then his mind trailed to his son. When he was done, h

Ashley embraced Mrs Denver tightly. “I hate that this had to happen” Mrs Denver looked more frail and pale. “I hate it more I promise you" Ashley held on to her. “We didn’t even get to do all that we planned to. We still had a lot ahead of us...” “I know it sucks" “I thought the arthritis was getting better. I gave you all your medications. You had all your massages on time. What could have happened?” she asked in a tear-filled voice, she got to her feet and walked up to the man at the door, he was Mrs Denver’s younger brother. “Sir Adam I took good care of her" He held her hand. “It wasn’t your fault. You did your best. I love how you took care of her. She adores you, you are all she talks about” he smiled at her, “And I can’t appreciate you enough for all you did...” he exchanged glances with his sister. “It’s just that she needs to get better and this is possible if the doctors can monitor her, she needs to receive special trea...” “Come on here Ash, stop talking about me like

Asher was making baby noises in his crib as he tried desperately to chew on his rubber toy, his sock-clad tiny legs shot up in the air. Henry momentarily stopped what he was doing to peer lovingly at his son. He had a pleased smile on his face. He packed up his documents, and his finger came in contact with one stray piece of paper, he sighed, and his pleased mood disappeared like the wind. His fingers brushed against it, he picked it up and peered closely at it. It was one of the receipts for a luxury hotel bill that he thought he had previously cancelled but his wife had gone on with the same man based on the description he could gather and the clips he could watch. The thing was he hadn’t been working. Well in the true sense of the word he had been working hard but not on his job-related stuff. He had been digging up dirt on Angela and there was a lot of dirt. In all honesty, he had not been in the right frame of mind for any intellectual work. He had spent his time searching up s