บททั้งหมดของ BILLION WORTH WIFE: บทที่ 61 - บทที่ 70

62..Our yells filled the morning air as Romi and I rounded the black car outside the Towering block of flats. It wasn’t expensive, and it wasn’t in the best of condition, but it would get you to your destination. “Do you know how to drive?” I opened the car door. The hint of tobacco lingered on the headliner and pet odor—maybe a cat or dog deep-rooted in the black upholstery of the car seat—told the story of the previous owner. “I have a driver's license.” A wry smile pulled a corner of her red-painted lips. She giggled as she noticed my surprise-stricken face. “I’m joking, I’m joking. I went to a driving school, and you might not believe it. I did very well.” Romi started the car engine. “If you say so.” I fastened my seatbelt and prayed to the heavens that I wouldn't get thrown out of the window. Romi leaned over and opened the glove box. She took out a perfume and sprayed it into the air. “Ain’t no way I would enjoy the chips with the chemical smell in here.” She placed it b

Sophie . . The fresh air chased out the musky scent of neglect and abandonment as I opened the windows of my studio. The sun filtered through, casting its harsh yellow hue. I removed the dust and cobwebs that made a home out of my studio just the way Boredom had made a home in my bone marrows. I haven't had time to come here because of work. But it was the weekend; Luca had traveled and would be back probably tonight or tomorrow. Romi was occupied too. So I came here to work on some personal project; it had been long since I did that. “So what would I make today?” My eyes flicked around the room. They rested on Alex’s Concorde hand-model plane, and I remembered all that happened that day. The promise he made. A twinge shot through my chest—he never came back for the airplane. Remembering how Benjamin and Alex were hiding something about his health and Adeline losing her husband to a sickness, I ran my fingers across the sleek body of the gray airplane. The coldness seepe

Sophie . . My stomach churned without mercy as my eyes locked with his—maybe nausea, maybe nervousness. His eyes softened, more like weakened. Clenching his fist, he squeezed his thumb. Although my heart pounded, it felt as though it might fail me any moment from now, with the way my chest burned. Alex exhaled and brushed his face with his palms. “I don’t even know how to put this.” “Put it in any way,” I responded. His eyes met mine again. “Remember I told you I was drugged.” I nodded as my hands sought solace from each other, clasping above my thighs. “It's an illegal drug; a banned drug, and I’m suffering from the side effects.” He leaned back on the chair, still squeezing his thumb. Side effects. My mind wandered to his panic attack. I bounced my foot; maybe I could generate a warmth that could melt the chill that had coursed down my spine. “What are the side effects?” There probably would be more. "I can’t remember all the side effects that Benjamin told me.” He rub

SOPHIE..Romi and I strolled down the aisle, our eyes fixed on the colorful array of products exhibited on the white shelves partitioning the supermarket. Our ears fixed on our conversation, filtering out the low chatter from other customers.Romi’s voice bubbled with excitement. “You and Alex almost had sex?” She dropped the red box of chocolate back on the shelves and picked another—a blue one—before she tossed it into the shopping cart. I blinked at her, resisting the urge to press her neck until she took my predicament seriously. She never took anything seriously. “I still don’t see the problem with that.” We proceeded down the aisle, and she took some packs of biscuits and placed them in the cart. “Besides, he is the father of the child in your stomach.”I exhaled the air that tightened my lungs. “But something happened.” My voice softened, and my eyes fell to the dull gray tiles that floored the supermarket.“Oh my gosh. You had sex with him.” Turning 180 degrees, her voice

Sophie..“I’m done with the meeting. Let’s see.” My grip around my phone tightened, and if I had more strength, I could have snapped the phone in half. A painful smile crawled up my lips as I mocked how stupid I was. Well, I should end this once and for all. “Let’s meet at your office.” I texted back.If only my steps were as fast as the way thoughts ravaged my mind, maybe the walk to his office wouldn't have seemed any longer than usual. Time seemed to move slower and the air, thicker. I pushed the door open, and Alex’s soft blue eyes pierced through me. With the anger killing every emotion in my veins, flutters still dared to breathe life into me.“Sophie, are you alright? Alex asked with that voice that planted beautiful flutters, with the tone that made me cling to his foolish, blissful words.Crease lines formed on my eyelids as I tightened them, attempting to kill them—every flutter, every weakness. That’s the only way I could end this. But when I opened my eyes, they fell