บททั้งหมดของ THE WIFE OF A DISGUISED BILLIONAIRE : บทที่ 61 - บทที่ 70

BLAIR'S POV Brian had immediately taken me out of the restaurant, seeing that I was slowly losing my mind. Whatever chokehold my parents had on him, I needed it in shreds, but I also required explanations as to why our wedding was null and my parents were aware the whole time. Our drive from the restaurant was a quiet one. Brian seemed to have gotten dumb all of a sudden and I was fuming in anger. I had my head resting on the window, looking out the entire one hour drive and thinking over and over about the incident with my parents. I had only one thing on my mind the whole while, “27th July, five years ago,” Anytime I think we're making any progress, it's like Brian just goes over to the secret store to buy more secrets. His past was a multi-layered wall and it was literally impossible to get to the end of it. Upon our arrival at the house, we found Steven right in front of the mansion. Brian hurriedly got down and moved over to Steven. “It's out there Brian, they know,” I

BLAIR'S POV It was now three days and Brian took my request to be alone pretty very far.All my efforts to call him, all my efforts to have a word with him proved abortive. His phone will not connect nor was there a single sign of him around the house since he turned his back on me. I grew extremely worried and also had ample time to think about it, about everything. Nothing else mattered, I just needed to see him to make sure he was fine. I would pick his hurting presence a million times over his absence. As I grew increasingly worried and paced our room from end to end, my phone came buzzing. “Hello,” I responded, skeptically, since I didn't recognize the caller ID and only hoped it was Brian. “Your fake husband is really testing his limits now, isn't he?” the voice of the caller came. I rolled my eyes realizing it was my mother. It was not exactly what I was hoping for, disappointment immediately drowned my heart. “You have succeeded in running off the one person who made

BLAIR’S POVI laid in bed, quietly with tears flowing down my eyes, onto the side of my face and soaking my pillow. Nothing was to be compared with the amount of pain that overwhelmed me, leaving Brian waiting for my arrival. Just as I struggled to drown my thoughts, convincing myself that I had made the right choice, my phone came buzzing with Brian’s call. I stared at my phone ring and couldn’t find it in my heart to pick up. I didn’t know what to say.‘What was there to say?’ Brian’s calling persisted and when I was eventually worn out, I turned off my phone and laid in mourning. “She has to go back!” I heard shouting from a distance, “Why?” my father asked. I got out of bed and drew closer to their room, where their voices hailed from. “We did say she could return home if he didn’t want to sign the contract, so why is it a problem?” my father queried in loud voice. “Yes, we said that,” my mother replied, “But only because we believed that he loved her enough to want to k

BLAIR’S POV “Who are you?” I finally pushed the door, questioning her last statement. She seemed shock to see me, and looking at her guilty face, confirmed a lot to me. “Start talking, you lying, deceitful serpent,” I yelled, “Blair, I would not have you speak to me like that, I am your mother!” she yelled back, “No, you’re not,” I replied. “Jane,” I called, “or is that even your real name?” I queried. She walked past me and right out of the room. Her words definitely left an impression on my heart, one I wasn’t going to let go of anytime soon, or ever. I began to ransack the room, finding something on this woman, who I was now sure was an imposter. In a short while, my mother was on her way back, aggressive with her footsteps. I had nothing on her yet, so I hurried to the door, locking it shut, leaving her outside. “You little brat! Open this door!” She kept yelling and banging the door continuously. “Not until I know exactly who you are and what your aim is in this house

BLAIR’S POVMy mother sent me into another round of thoughts. I slowly walked out of her room, reminiscing on every single word she spoke. I understood that she directly implied that my family only needed me to show up married to Brian and also make him sign the business deal.Considering my father’s condition and the failing state of the company she spoke of, her words were clear that if he died, she was going to blame me. When I went to her, I knew what to expect, but I hoped there was a slight chance she had figured another way around it all. Seeing that her mind was solely fixed on Brian taking the family’s burden, I picked myself up, took a very hot bath and proceeded to the meal table, from which I boarded the next vehicle to Winchester. Tears flowed down my eyes in never-ending streams as I watched the buildings go behind us and we exited Vegas, heading to Winchester. I felt filthy and like some tramp who was going to sell myself for money. It didn’t matter to me anymore