Lahat ng Kabanata ng Shh! I Fell For My Boyfriend's Billionaire Father: Kabanata 81 - Kabanata 90

I sat in the car, staring at the warehouse, my heart racing as I wondered what Christof and Ethan could be doing to poor Wayne. After a few minutes, Christof walked out, his eyes locking onto mine from the door with a smile. He approached me with an unsettling grin."Did you enjoy the show?" he asked, his wide grin only deepening. I glared at him, but that only made his smile grow wider."Your Ethan is a good actor, isn’t he?" Christof continued. I furrowed my brows, confused by his words. Why couldn’t he just get to the point? "What are you talking about?" I asked, frustration edging into my voice."He did say you were naive, but I didn’t think you were this naive," Christof replied. Ethan thought I was naive?"Come on, Emily, use your brain. Did you really think you had him at your mercy?" Christof's voice dripped with condescension. "While you were planning ways to kill him, he was planning ways to kill you," he added, and my heart skipped a beat. "I don’t understand," I stammered.

For three years, I had not spoken to Ethan. I avoided him and any place I knew he might be because I couldn’t bear to see him and not be with him. But I couldn’t be with him if he was still a criminal. As I stared at him, my heart broke all over again. Our eyes met, and his face curved into a smile. My heart fluttered, and I quickly looked away. I turned my gaze back to Jason, but it wasn’t the same. Seeing Jason no longer made my heart race, and all I wanted was to look at Ethan. “Don’t look at him, Emily,” I warned myself as the wedding ceremony drew to a close. We began throwing flower petals at the bride and groom as they walked down the aisle. “Hey, beautiful,” Jason said, walking over and holding my hand. “You look handsome,” I smiled, but my eyes betrayed me, glancing briefly back at Ethan, who hadn’t taken his eyes off me. “You think?” Jason blushed, adjusting his tie. He did look extremely handsome—his brown hair neatly styled, the black suit enhancing his beautifu

As Ethan's lips crushed on mine, I felt a wave of desire, the desire I had bottled up for three years, three years of longing for his touch. Ethan's lips moved against mine, gentle at first, but growing more insistent as the seconds grew by. My body betraying me as I melted into his touch. Wrapping my hands around his neck and kissing him back, he tasted sweet as always, the craving I had felt for him rushed back like a wave, and all I wanted was for him to have me As we broke apart for air, Ethan's eyes locked onto mine, burning with a fire that I knew all too well. 'I've missed you,' he whispered, his voice husky with emotion. But I didn't reply, my mind blurred with desire. I bit my lower lips, staring at him; all I wanted to do at the moment was just f**ck him. out of breath, I pulled him to the changing room, closing the door and pushing him against it. "F**CK me!" I commanded, crushing my lips on him, I threw caution to the wind, forgetting all my anger and everything I held

As soon as he said the words, "I think I love you," my heart sank. 'Love'. It was a heavy word, and suddenly my heart began to race. I couldn’t love him back, and I didn’t want to be deceptive. “What’s wrong?” Jason asked, probably noticing the tension in my body.“I still love Ethan,” I admitted, locking eyes with him, waiting for his reaction. But he didn’t look fazed; it was as if he’d already expected those words.“I know,” he said, and my eyes widened in surprise. He knew. “You and I have been dancing for over five minutes, and I’ve lost count of how many times you’ve glanced over at his table,” Jason continued, his words making me feel terrible. I hadn’t even realized I was doing it. “But I don’t care,” Jason added, his voice firm. “Just give me a chance, and I’ll make you forget him.” He said it so confidently that I couldn’t help but doubt him. Could anyone really make me forget Ethan? But if Jason insisted, maybe I could try.“Sure,” I smiled, glancing briefly toward Ethan

My heart stopped. Standing by the door, fists clenched, I was about to step forward, but I froze, catching my breath. "No!" I whispered under my breath, pulling my hands to my chest, willing myself not to give in. Without a second thought, I turned and rushed back to my room. I could feel the pull, the magnetic force that drew me toward him, and I knew if I stayed even one second longer, I would fall back into Ethan’s arms. I couldn’t risk it.As soon as I reached my room, I threw my things into a suitcase and bolted for the airport. I had to leave. I had to get out of this country before I did something I couldn’t take back. I caught the next flight to New York, calling Jason on the way to offer a fake apology, spinning a story about a last-minute client meeting I had to attend. But when I called Jennifer, I told her the truth—about me and Ethan, about everything.Once I was back in New York, I did everything I could to avoid Ethan. His calls, his messages, any places I knew he might