All Chapters of Forget About Me, Billionaire : Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

CHRISTY:Everette gave me a blank look. “How do you pay me? How can your family pay me?” he asked. “Mom was always against it from the beginning. But I still pushed through the wedding.”The question was why? Why was he persistent in marrying me? I would not call it obsession. Everette Watson was never obsessed with me. It was something else which I could not pinpoint. “You don't have the answer? I knew it.”“You ask how could I pay you?” Shrugging off and starting digging the foods on the table, I muttered, “I will find someone who is richer than you. Maybe open another account in Swiped and—”A low growl escaped his lips. “There will be no divorce in this marriage. You will stay with me until I get tired of you. Until I will dispose of you,” he said, cutting off my words. So, the only thing that I could do was do anything that would make him divorce me.“You will get tired of me.” I will make sure of it and then I will toss him away. I would be free. The corner of his lips lifte

CHRISTY:Honeymoon?“Are you kidding me?” I asked and watched how his pupils dilated. “No, no, no, Everette. If you're going to touch a single strand of my hair, you will regret it for the rest of your life. You hear me?”His face fell.“I have needs,” he pointed out.“And you have your fingers. Use them if you must. I've been using it for quite some time now.”I froze when I realized what I had said and Everette was looking at me with an amused expression.“You were touching yourself?”My heart jumped and looked for words to answer him.“I did not say that. You were hearing things.”I was about to run away from him to stop him from questioning me, but he blocked the door. “I never told you that you can go out, Tina.”“You're not going to force me to give myself to you.”He looked offended. “I never said I'm going to force you. If you don't, I won't. I'm not the type to force myself on women. They were the ones who were giving themselves.”I clicked my tongues together. “I'm not askin

CHRISTY:Instead of directly answering Everette, I muttered, “I don’t need you right now or any moment in my life.”I shifted my attention towards the darkness and closed my eyes. I still had no plans of entering the house any moment from now. I wanted to cool down my head so that I could sleep directly the moment I hit my bed. I felt him dragging something. Maybe a chair. There were vacant ones a little meters away.“Go away, Everette. I want to be alone.”“You need company.”“I will be the one to tell you that. Shoo.”“It’s not always good to be independent. You need others in your life, Tina,” he reminded. “I don't need anyone,” I insisted.My brother ran away. My parents did not know how to share their affections so I was forced to do everything on my own. “No. You're mistaken.”Irritation kicked in. Opening my eyes, I saw him put two chairs between us and the bottle was on the top of it. It was brandy and my mouth automatically watered at the sight. I need something to make m

CHRISTY:What the fuck was wrong with me? Lusting over my enemy? No freaking way!So what if Everette had lickable abs? What if he looked appetizing just sitting right in front of me? I should never let him make me lustful. I promised Poppy that I would only give myself to the man I love. The only thing to do was to run away from the temptation.Before I could do something that I would regret later on, I stood. "I have to go now,” I declared with my insides shivering. If I don't run, I might get tempted by him.It was blatant that he was only doing this so that I would get seduced and boy…he was nearly succeeding. Everette laughed. My heart almost melted by his laughter. It felt like the heavens opened and I saw the angels in heaven singing. I clenched my fist.What was wrong with me? Did he bewitch me? Or maybe…the alcohol was influencing my thoughts.Glancing over my shoulder, I saw he had been always shaking his head softly while his face was all red. He was drunk. My brows fo

CHRISTY:A couple of minutes ago, while Everette was taking his shower Secretary Levi arrived. He pulled over his car in the garage and was already inside the door. Smiling when he saw me. He looked like an anime character pulled out straight into reality life. His face was poreless, with no signs of acne marks or pimples which made me envious. His skin was healthy unlike mine. I wondered what kind of skin routine he did to achieve this kind of skin. “Mrs. Watson,” he greeted the moment I opened the door, then bowed at me. Mrs. Watson. The idea was a little uncomfortable at first and slowly sunk in that I was finally married to someone who did not even love me. Now, I bore the family name of Everette, one of the most powerful men in the country.“Secretary Levi,” I answered back. “Are you here to fetch your master?” Still smiling, he asked, “Master? I presume that's Mr. Everette? Yes, Mrs. Watson. I always do this as much as possible. Sometimes, he forgot he had meetings.” He answ