Lahat ng Kabanata ng Betrayed Love: Stuck Between the Billionaires : Kabanata 71 - Kabanata 80

Viktor I didn't want to think about what happened earlier, but it remained burned in my mind.Did she think I was capable of stalking her? Was that how despicable she believed I was?‘How is she supposed to feel after you practically stalked her workplace?’ a voice in my mind berated. I gripped the steering wheel.Abd after everything I'd done, that was the least act. I had caused her to have a low perception of me. Taking her directions, I saw the sign for the 3rd Avenue and looked at the address on the paper.She was right. After she'd pointed it out, I couldn't unsee the evident number error. I only wished I'd seen it sooner.If I'd found the stop faster and hadn't moved forward mistaking a number, she wouldn't have seen me or been so afraid. She wouldn't think of me as a stalker.‘That's the least accusation you have to worry about,’ my thoughts haunted me. I had done worse things to her already. Things that I'd intentionally tried to hurt her. Things that I couldn't take back.

Viktor Minutes passed by as I remained frozen in place in the Cafe.‘Was it real?’ I thought. It was a laughable question to others. It should have been incredulous to refuse to trust my senses, but the past few days had taught me otherwise.I'd been going through withdrawal symptoms since dropping alcohol for more than a week, almost a day or so before my first meeting with the therapist and only hit a day or so after. From the pounding headaches to being unable to keep anything in to my constant draw I had to force myself to ignore. The hallucinations however, was the worst of them.Everytime I was in the penthouse, where I would suffer from hallucinations and flashbacks, seeing Eva there with tears in her eyes in many ways. Her teary face when she found us, the angry look before.I remember crying and begging before passing out only to wake up and find that it was a hallucination. Even when it was obvious, I would still fall for it and the ache would begin again.Between trying to

Eva Darkness filled the room and I had a feeling that it was past midnight. Jon's breaths beside me were supposed to be soothing but my thoughts ran even louder.“Are you going to tell me what's wrong?” He'd asked soon after I'd recovered. He was so considerate, despite not knowing what or why I was in that state as he led me inside, making an excuse as we passed the kids about why I couldn't show my face until he led me into the bedroom. I tried to speak. I tried, but the words couldn't come out. I was still too spaced out, too in my head and in shock to do so. the question of what if was torturing me. That had been happening more times than I liked.In the end he'd sighed and happily brushed it off, set on distracting me. I was both relieved and pressured. How could I hold this back from him?Guilt bubbled my gut horribly , both then and now. It didn't help that throughout dinner Cory and Anthea's faces were there to remind me of the accident that happened.I always kept a pictur

Eva I couldn't hide my restlessness for the rest of the day. My mind was going haywire. If not for Lucy constantly keeping me in check I was sure I would have been a spaced out mess. Every action I took felt more automatic than conscious. Thanks to a text I received I knew that Jon wasn't coming back till evening. I couldn't wait to get home. The moment it was nearing closing time I stormed out, grabbing my bag and keys to leave. I told myself to wait three days until things cooled down, but Victor's appearance changed everything. I had to tell Jon, tonight. “Mommy!” Cory squealed, jumping up to hug me. I caught his embrace, putting on a smile. How ironic it was that I'd just spoken about them a few hours before. Their signature green eyes haunted me. “Were you two good?” I teased lightly after separating from them, forcing those thoughts away. ”We’ve never been bad!” Anthea cried out while Cory pouted. I stifled a laugh. “Alright. Let's go.” I foisted them I to the

EvaI tensed hearing his name from her mouth. Penelope sighed beside me.In the past, she hadn't done so much as blink an eye when I told her my past and who my ex lover was despite him being a literal billionaire from one of the wealthiest families. While many others would have found a way to take advantage of the information, she hadn't even bothered mentioning it after I told her except when she wanted to curse him out. It was rare to see someone like that. It was one of the oddest things that made me question her in the past but that was just the way she was. Grounded. The money glitz and glamor didn't seem to affect her. I was grateful for it.“Julienne, let's change the topic.” she offered while Julienne remained feel “B-but..”“Yes. He is.” I cut her off, giving Penelope an assuring glance that made her relax in her seat. Switching my gaze to the brunette, I saw that her face turned slack.I expected the shock, but I I hadn't expected her face to turn stormy. “So when he che