Semua Bab After the Breakup, the Billionaire Lost Control!: Bab 121 - Bab 130

Helen rushed to the hospital, pushing open the door, only to freeze in shock. Why was Emily there? “Emily?” Helen was equally surprised. “You two know each other?” Richard asked, looking between them. “Yeah,” Emily nodded. “We’re good friends.” “You’re good friends?” Richard repeated, his voice dripping with disbelief as he gritted his teeth. His usually gentle face turned stormy, and he glared fiercely at Helen standing in the doorway. Helen chuckled nervously, taking a step back as if to leave. “Well, since you’re doing fine, I’ll be heading out now,” she said quickly, trying to shut the door behind her. “Take care, little bro—” “Wait, ‘little bro’?” Emily repeated, her confusion growing. She still had no idea why Helen was here, let alone why she was calling Richard her little brother. Wilfred stepped in with a calm smile, explaining, “She’s my second sister, Helen.” Emily’s eyes widened in disbelief. Helen’s brother was Wilfred? Suddenly, things started to

“Jacob!” Emma hissed, putting down her mouse and lowering her voice. “Well, well, thinking of me now, are you?” Jacob’s amused tone came through the line. Emma glanced at the employees outside her office, then quickly closed the blinds. “What do you want?” “Nothing much, just missed you,” Jacob said, his voice dripping with mockery. “Missed how you sounded when you were under me, how your pale skin—” “Shut up!” Emma snapped, cutting him off. “Alright, I’ll stop talking,” Jacob said lazily. “But that video I have? It won’t stay quiet for long.” “What do you want, Jacob?” Emma demanded, her voice tense. “Meet me at the Berlin Hotel, Presidential Suite.” *In the shared team workspace, Emma grabbed her bag and left for the day. Only after she had gone did her teammates dare to start whispering. “She really must’ve gotten in through the back door,” one muttered. “Does no work, leaves on time, and still gets all the credit.” “Quiet down,” another warned. “I

When Emily arrived at the hospital, Helen was already there with the takeout. Emily pushed open the door, holding a bag of spicy Cajun crawfish in one hand.Helen eagerly reached out to grab it. “Is this from Maggie’s Crawfish? My favorite! Baby, I love you—mwah, mwah!”The small table on Richard’s hospital bed was already set with the takeout that had arrived earlier. Richard sat on the hospital bed with one leg bent, still bickering with Helen. “Ugh, it’s just crawfish. Is it really worth all that excitement?” he teased.“You didn’t get any, did you? Too bad!” Helen smirked, shaking her head to taunt him. “Serves you right!”Frustrated by her smugness, Richard turned to Emily for support. “Sis, look at her!”Emily, just finished washing her hands, smiled as she walked over. “Alright, you two, stop arguing. I bought plenty. It’s enough for all three of us.”“Hmph!” Richard, now emboldened, said smugly, “See? Sis brought me some too!”“Not for you!” Helen teased, playfully try

Emily moved to the window, desperately hoping for an escape route, only to find it bolted shut. Outside, she spotted several men in black stationed around the villa. Her heart sank. “Am I really going to be trapped here and… violated?”The doorknob rattled, and panic set in. She frantically searched for a place to hide, her wide eyes darting around the room. But there was nowhere—no closet, no corner that could shield her.In another room, an obese man sat in the shadows, a cigar perched between his yellowed teeth. He exhaled thick plumes of smoke, his eyes glued to the monitor displaying Emily’s panicked attempts to conceal herself. A low, vile chuckle escaped his throat, dripping with satisfaction.The rattling stopped, and the door creaked open. Emily held her breath, her body rigid with fear. But instead of the kidnapper, two maids stepped inside.Without a word, the women grabbed her by the arms and led her into the bathroom. One began filling the bathtub with water, while t

The pain was overwhelming—searing lashes from the whip, the burning cigar pressed against her thigh, and now, sharp cramps wracking her lower abdomen. Tears slid down Emily’s face, pooling at the corners of her eyes as despair threatened to swallow her.“Babies,” she thought, her mind flickering to the tiny lives growing inside her. “I once wanted to get rid of you, but not this time. If we survive this together, I swear I’ll keep you. No matter what happens.”Jack’s beady eyes gleamed with twisted satisfaction as he watched her writhe in pain, her screams feeding his sick enjoyment.“Scream louder! Come on, louder!” he taunted, but something about her cries still didn’t satisfy him, not like that night in Justin’s office. Frustration flickered in his expression as he tossed the cigar aside.“Why go through all this pain? Wouldn’t it be easier to just let me have my fun? Then I’d let you go,” he said, smirking as he stripped off his robe.Emily glared at him with pure hatred, re