บททั้งหมดของ Taming Her Billionaire Boss: บทที่ 21 - บทที่ 30

Avery's body trembled like a leaf sailing in a storm. When Michael and Shawn disappeared into the restroom for only God knew what, she ran out of the hall with her belongings, gathering the flairs of her dress to her front. Inhaling the cool spring air, she took in a sufficient drag, and descended the flight of stairs to hail a cab. The last thing she wanted was to be the centre of attention in a place that nearly suffocated her. Thankfully, a cab pulled to her front in no time. She jumped into the back seat and released a breath she didn't know she was holding. The windows were wined down, allowing the chilly evening breeze seep into the car. Although, it was cold against her skin, it was the best option against the sea of spectators itching to strangle her in the party. Hugging her purse to her midsection, she lowered her head and wished a fairy godmother would materialize from nowhere and undo the last two hours of her life. "Where to, ma'am?" The lively voice of the cabby

Peeling his eyes open, Michael groaned awake on the sofa in the living room. He blinked the haze out of his eyes, as a splitting pain wracked through his skull. Gradually, the 62 inches Samsung LED TV zoomed into focus, as well as the pretty lady wearing his black pajamas sitting on the centre table across from him- the same hot-headed lady he saved her from lowlifes, who thought it was okay to pay him back with a bat to his skull. His head hurts really badly. Wincing, he made to touch his head, but he couldn't. What the hell? Did she just... He jerked fully awake, grounding his teeth, "Why am I tied up like a fucking criminal in my own house?" As if the bashing was not enough, Avery had him tied on the sofa with cords he didn't know he had. His hands and legs were tied behind him in the most uncomfortable position as possible. His shoulders ached and his lungs protested terribly. He'd be needing his pills, or else, he's fucked. The bat beside her, propped against the glass

Michael went upstairs to his room to make true to his end of the deal. Avery's scent wafted into his lungs, soothing his grazing nerves. Sitting on his desk, he pulled the telephone closer and punched in the hospital number. On know who he was, the flabbergasted receptionist referred him to the head physician. On connecting, he stated his business in a formal tone, saying who he was and why he called, of course, excluding details of his deal with Avery. A bank account was sent to his mail, to which he responded in tow. He went down to the kitchen to inform Avery the deal was done. She released a sigh, but the calmness flew out the window immediately it set in, when she was hell bent on going to the hospital to be with her mother. Michael held her back and convinced her to , at least, change into something more lady-like, if she didn't want people asking questions. He coaxed her into having breakfast, unwilling to let her leave on empty stomach. It was eleven a.m. with grey clou

Three years... Three agonizing years of waiting and watching her mother on the hospital bed, fighting for her life. She'd prayed, cried, and kissed the rosary on her neck more times than she could count. It was her mother's gift to her, a potent charm she'd held unto for most part of her life. When a year passed with no obvious progress, she kissed the rosary and returned it to her mother's neck. Hopefully, a miracle would bring her back someday. Today happened to be the day. "Mom?" Avery stiffened, staring at her mother's pale face, jade oasis beaming under the fluorescent light, reflecting life and home . "You're awake?" Avery was stunned all right, but that Michael and Dr Tancredi both had a look of bewilderment on their faces. Brows creased, Michael observed the touching scene play out, as Dr Tancredi skirted past him to Dianne's side, plugging the earpiece of her stethoscope to her ears. "Are you alright, Mrs Sallow? Can you hear me? Do you feel pains in any part of

They stepped out of the ward to the waiting area. Families and friends dotted the area, representing one patient in the hospital. Due to the state of things, the front row benches were jammed with people. Michael, being the charmer that he was, found a spot for them beside an old lady, facing the parking area. She spotted his bike in no time where he parked it in the morning.The hospital was as busy as it was in the morning, with nurses and doctors going about their businesses in a haste.It was dark already outside, as street lamps and car lights illuminated the busy road yards away from the hospital. The moon hung behind a cushion of grey clouds, serenaded by a host of twinkling stars, adding a milky sheen to the alluring night life of Empire City. If it were another time, Avery would have admired the beauty. In spite of Michael's constant assurance, Avery could barely hold it together. She was either mumbling to herself or biting her fingernails. Her side was glued to Michael's a