Lahat ng Kabanata ng Indebted To The Billionaire : Kabanata 121 - Kabanata 130

OWEN'S POVCharlotte flew out of her seat and into my arms and I chuckled as I held her waist in a tight hug. Her scent filled my nose and I couldn't help but bury my face into her neck and inhale deeply.“What are you doing? That tickles!” She giggled and when I pulled away, I didn't miss the twitch in Caleb's eyes.Somehow, this close intimacy bothered him. I could see it in the way he tapped his feet that he was bothered. Isn't it sick that I love it and want to keep bothering him?“Hey, Caleb. How have you been?” I asked with glee and he gave me a tight smile as he stood up.“I'm glad to see that you're in great shape, Owen. Welcome back.” He said and I nodded as I sat on the couch with Charlotte on my lap.She leaned in to whisper something funny in my ear and I laughed out loud. I peeked at Caleb and his body language told me all that I needed to know.His fists were clenched and his eyes were twitching uncontrollably. He kept tapping his feet on the floor, and all these are tin

OWEN'S POVThe meeting flew by like a flash and I couldn't wait to get back to Charlotte. I had the perfect date spot in mind and all I had to do was make a reservation.Everyone was reinstated back in their positions and Ethan was by my side as well. I would make him the director, but this would only make Caleb more suspicious, and it might cause a disaster. He'll get that promotion when Caleb is finally put in prison.I gently rubbed my chest as an uneasy feeling crept inside of me. It felt very weird, like an impending disaster. A calm before the storm. And I would be lying if I said it didn't scare me.I took out my phone and placed a reservation as I walked back to the office, a light bounce on my feet while I whistled softly. The thought of seeing Charlotte happy was enough to calm the raging storm inside me.“Hey, cupcake!” I said enthusiastically as I pushed open the door but was met with absolute silence. Where did my sweetie pie go?“Cupcake?” I called out as I checked the b

CHARLOTTE'S POVThe look on Rose's face told me that she was thinking just what I was thinking. I didn't care how Caleb got the video, or why he decided to sell Owen out like this.All I cared about was why he did it.“It looked like he was drunk here… see? He's staggering.” Rose observed and she was right.“If he was drunk, then it really wasn't his fault-”“Are you taking his side now? Why would he drink and drive in the first place? Even if he was drunk, he could have helped them out! But no, he left them and drove away. Can't you see?” I almost yelled at her and she let out a sigh.“I don't know, Char. I think there's more to this than we see. Owen is not that reckless.” She was clearly defending him and it totally pissed me off.“You know what, keep defending him. It's not your parents he killed but mine. That's why you can talk like this.”I knew what I said wasn't right, and the hurt expression on her face confirmed it but I was too angry to think.“Charlotte, your parents were

CHARLOTTE'S POVThe look of shock on his face and the way color drained from his face made me realize that I was right. He was the one that killed my parents. My husband was a murderer.“Cupcake, I-”“Don't call me that! You murdered my parents! You made my life miserable! It's all your fault!” I screamed at him and he shook his head as he approached me.“You're getting it all wrong, it wasn't-”“What, you're gonna deny it now? You're gonna say it was edited, that you were framed? That was you, Owen! You can't fool me!” I yelled louder and he held my hand as he pulled me to him.“Don't touch me, you murderer! Let me go!” I struggled to get out of his grip but he wouldn't let me go.I started to pound on his chest as tears fell like torrents from my eyes but he still wouldn't let me go. What if he hurts me too?“Let me go! Are you gonna kill me too?” I yelled, and he stiffened before his arms loosened around me, and he stepped back.“You really see me as a murderer?” He asked, hurt evi

CHARLOTTE'S POVI was losing blood rapidly and I knew it. My vision started getting hazy but I tried my best to stay awake. I didn’t know what this psycho would do to me the moment I got unconscious.“Should I give you a cut on your face too? No, that'd damage your beauty.” He said to himself as he paced in front of me, a calculative and thoughtful expression on his face.I immediately shook my head in response. Please, don't use that thing on me again, especially not on my face, I pleaded inside of me.“But then… If I applied a few scars on your face, Owen would no longer find you attractive and he'd abandon you because you'd be ugly. That way, I'll have you all to myself. Isn't that a great idea?” He turned to look at me as he pointed the knife to my face.“Michael, please, you can't do this!” I yelled and he laughed out loud.“Yes, I can!” He shouted at the top of his voice as he moved the knife to my face and I flinched in horror. Just as the knife touched my face, a figure walked