บททั้งหมดของ Trapped By My Billionaire Husband : บทที่ 21 - บทที่ 29

AmandaI opened my mouth to talk, but no words came forth. “He died?” Hilton asked absentmindedly. He placed his hands on top of his head while shaking his head from side to side.“Why are you acting like you don't remember a thing, old man?” Jason offered ignorantly. “Yes, Dean died some years ago. Are y'all suffering from dementia or something?”I gripped the hem of my dress tightly, as goose bumps began to appear on my body. I walked over to where Jason stood and attempted to whisper something in his ear, but he brushed me off a little bit too forcefully because the next thing I knew, I was on the floor, holding onto my bruised knee.It was as though Matilda, my grandma, was imitating Hilton's behavior, because she also had her hands clasped over her head, while I noticed that her eyes were beginning to well up.“No! No!” My grandma shrieked, as though she were in intense pain. My grandma stood up and tried to comfort her, but when she refused to calm down, he joined her in scream

SuzieI couldn't believe my eyes. I pinched myself lightly to be sure that I wasn't dreaming, and I felt a slight pain on the spot.I looked sideways and noticed that my brother was observing me closely. It looked as though blood drained from his face because he looked unusually pale. His eyes kept darting here and there as though he was looking for reassurance that I would be fine.“Did you invite him over?”My brother asked me.“No, I didn't,” I replied. “I didn't even give him the address of this place. I'm as shocked as you are, Jason.”… But then, the voice from the door interrupted us.“P– pl— please, th– the door,” the person at the door slurred. Jason and I exchanged quick glances before Jason checked the door again.“I don't know… it feels as though he were hurt or something.” I felt a painful churn in my stomach, and my legs felt wobbly.“S– Suz– Suzie, pl– please,help me!” With my heart on my sleeve, I didn't think twice before I brought the passkey and opened the door.H

Jason “I'm sorry, Suzie, truly, I am,” The doctor started and I could feel a smile begin to form at the corners of my mouth, but I struggled to appear neutral and emotionless throughout.The doctor leaned forward a little bit until her clasped hands were resting on the table, directly in front of her. She tapped on the table slowly, as though she was trying to show off her well-polished, beautiful nails. We sat a few meters away from her, just directly opposite her.“We tried everything we could, but Mark couldn't make it,” She finished off in one breath. It seemed as though she was avoiding making eye contact with either of us.I looked sideways at my sister. I couldn't tell what she was thinking or feeling, because she didn't wear her emotions on her face. I looked down at her hands which she placed on her thighs, and noticed that they were trembling. She tried to steady them by pressing on her fingers and taking deep breaths, but it seemed those hands had minds of their own.“Than

AmandaI woke up to the blinding splash of sunlight from the partially opened curtains. I spread out my hands in an attempt to feel for my husband, but I felt the ruffled bedspread and duvet, instead.He is not here!I breathed out a huge sigh of relief, then sat up carefully and felt for my hair bonnet. It must have fallen off while I was sleeping.The memories of last night came flooding in without a filter… Lena's abrupt visit and audacity and Jason's stinging slap against my left cheek left his imprint on my cheek.Then, his persistent advances after he had entered our bedroom last night. When I did not oblige, he forced himself on me and had his way.I tried to stand up and walk towards the dressing table but my legs felt wobbly. Hence, I took slow but calculative steps until I reached the dressing table. One look at the mirror, and I could see that the hand imprint Jason had left on my left cheek last night was gone.“Phew!” I exhaled loudly, as relief washed over me. At least t