Lahat ng Kabanata ng Mr Billionaire, I Married You Accidentally!!!: Kabanata 21 - Kabanata 30

"Of course! Let's meet at the 'sea house'!" She said excitedly, and I agreed. I took a bus and soon reached the seafood restaurant, with Mathew trailing behind me. It was our regular place before she went overseas. A few minutes later, my best and only friend showed up. Her beautiful face lit up as soon as our eyes met. She hurried over, embracing me in a bone-crushing hug. "Oh babe, I missed you so fucking much!" She exclaimed, earning attention from others. I smiled at her. She is always like this, feral and willful, just like me. The only difference is, I'm timid, while she possesses the bravado to be herself. We entered the restaurant and selected a corner seat that would keep me away from prying eyes. Mathew took a seat at a table before mine. Luckily, Stella didn't notice him yet. She waved her hand to a waiter, who soon arrived, and we placed our order. Mathew also ordered something; God knows what, but luckily, he wasn't following me like a regular bodyguard and catching

BELLATRIX... After a while, the car stopped in front of the villa. "We're here," he says. "I know." Muttering with a little displeasure, I open the door to step out. "You go first; I'll return after parking the car, okay?" he speaks, and this time, I turn to see him. The truth is, I'm not quite confident about going there alone, and for some reason, I want him to go with me. I part my lips, yet nothing comes out when a realization adorns my idea: we are only a contract couple; a year later, our ways will be parted. Who would I ask then? The thought makes me swallow the words that were almost on my tongue, and I shake my head. "Okay." I get out of the car and watch him drive toward the parking lot before I turn to the villa. Home it was to me even two days earlier, but now... sigh. Inhaling a deep breath, I step inside with a racing heart. It feels so strange, as if I'm intervening in someone's property without permission. Am I supposed to feel this way regarding my own

BELLATRIX...I said it... Yes, I did, and I fucking mean each word I said. It was so suffocating when they blamed me for all the wrongs in their lives, but it aches deep within my soul when they started insulting a man who did nothing but be generous and caring to me, and I couldn't take it.I had once believed in the love of a family. I used to think that no matter how much one suffers, when family is around, all pain redeems... I was wrong; my family crushed my belief a long time ago. It was my foolishness and blinded emotions that made me ignorant of their arrogance and biased nature.The look on their faces is full of disbelief, including my newly wedded husband. The only difference was that I saw worry in his gaze instead of my parents'. I squeezed his hand, signaling to him that it's fine.After a while, "Bellatrix Genevive Valdez! How dare you!" My father roared, his eyes red as he took a step forward threateningly. I was quite sure I was about to be beaten in the next few seco

VICTOR... She stares at me with her lips parted, her eyes wide, and disbelief dances in her gaze. "H-help mm-me?" Her voice shakes. I give a slow nod. "I will." And I mean it; those people deserve to be treated with the same disgust. I do appreciate her bravado in front of her parents, the way she spoke up against them, defending me and finally proposing to cut ties. I was truly surprised. Frankly, I did not realize that they had no ounce of kindness for her; they treated her worse than one treats a stepchild. When she ran out of her home, none of her parents tried to stop her. Instead, they threatened me to leave her again, as if I would be scared of them. Although my one glare forced them to leave my arm, I know they'll find different ways to hurt her. Seeing her devastated and crying in the road stirred something within me; my heart tightened coldly, which arose my anger and forced me to drive fiercely here. I needed to calm down that strange turmoil in my heart. I could sens

BELLATRIX.... My heart was racing as I glanced at my phone, which lay a foot or two away from me, feeling completely confused. How did Roy find this?! I know for a fact that both my kidnappings were Florence's scheming against me. At first, I only thought she wanted me away for a particular time so she could gain sympathy and become Neil's fiancée. My heart, however, shuddered when I realized in the hospital that her sole motive was to kill me at any cost. If not for Victor that day, her desperate wish might have come true by now. I once again turned my gaze to the phone and slowly took it in my shaky hand. Since I've returned to my biological parents, I have never shared my ill luck with Roy or Mama; I did not want to burden them with my miseries anymore, which I successfully failed to do. But how did he manage to get this evidence? Was he following me? Then why did he never mention it before? I was wondering about many things when my phone started ringing, breaking my th