Lahat ng Kabanata ng Saved By My Billionaire Husband: Kabanata 11 - Kabanata 20

Blake rolled his eyes, Cassandra had acted beyond his expectations, he thought she was some timid woman, who would act like he had ordered, but it seemed like she had something up her sleeves, and she wasn’t as shy as he presumed.He glared at her, but her face remained hidden from him.Well, he would hate to admit it, but he was wrong to have called her plain-looking.She was nowhere near plain…The reason she had once appeared to have been looking plain was probably because her dress didn’t suit her style, but seeing her dressed up in a wedding gown made his heart raced slightly.Blake hissed at the warmth that nestled in his chest, he disliked it.He couldn’t let himself be influenced by his emotions again, he had barely gotten a hold of himself after everything Natasha had done to him. Even though they were different, she was just as capable of hurting him as Natasha did.He would take no chances.“Congratulations, Boss,” some of the workers at his company said as they approached

"I still think that boy is too good for that brat," Mercedes muttered, folding her arms. Her husband rolled his eyes in exasperation. "He's far too handsome to have a mental illness. Did you see how stylish and elegant he looked throughout the wedding?""I agree with Mother," Lena chimed in, nodding eagerly. "I feel like if given time, there could be a spark between us. I just know it.""You're too young to talk about sparks and love," Niko snapped, glaring at his daughter. Lena frowned in defiance."So is Cassandra," she muttered under her breath. "I'm just three months younger than her. We're practically the same age.""I told you, Cassandra is different," Niko shot back, his irritation mounting as he kept his eyes on the road. He had indulged in more than three glasses of wine earlier, and now his vision was hazy. "You shouldn’t compare yourself to Cassandra. She doesn’t have a future.""Honey, you have to admit you made a mistake," Mercedes interjected, her tone firm. "You need to

“You’ll be begging for your breath.” Blake’s words had resounded in her ears, she had been pondering about it for a while, but it held different meanings to Cassandra, and none of them were good. She should have just asked him what he meant, but the closeness made it difficult to sleep, she covered her face again blushing deeply. Truly Blake had a mental illness, she had been hopeful that it should just be a rumor and sometimes when he speaks so gently she gets confused, but now she was certain. He was truly insane…He had just threatened to strangle her whenever they slept together, even if that was just a threat to keep her away from his room, it’s still too much. A small frown crossed her face as she pulled the duvet closer to her body, clutching the pillow even tighter as she stared at the ceiling. What kind of husband say that to his wife? If he disliked her so much then he shouldn’t have thought of giving her a chance, sleeping together was another way to deepen their

“Welcome back, boss.” One of the maids greeted as soon as Blake got out of the car, he was slightly startled as he glanced at his watch. It was almost two a.m. in the morning, he didn’t have any outstanding work to do that’s the reason he was back home.How many days was he away?“Glenda?” He asked curiously, she was the head chef in the household, and she smiled rushing towards him.“Oh, if you had been ten minutes earlier.” She muttered as she looked over at him, Blake’s eyes narrowed as he wondered what she meant by that.“What’s going on?” He asked as they proceeded to enter the house.“Your wife, Mrs. McKnight,” Speaking of her, he suddenly remembered that he wasn’t single anymore, “She was waiting for you to return, Madam Glory and I had to tell her to sleep, reluctantly, she agreed to go to her room.”“Why would she do that?” He wondered feeling a bit surprised, that woman was still a lot of mystery.“She was worried that you didn’t come home, you didn’t tell her you would be t

Cassandra wondered what kind of work Blake would assign to her. Either way, she was eager to take it on—anything to please him. She had been worried she might have to convince him to let her go to college, but it turned out her concerns were unnecessary. A small smile lingered on her face. It seemed like everything was finally falling into place.“Mrs. McKnight…” Glenda knocked lightly before stepping into Cassandra’s room, a worried expression etched on her face. Cassandra raised an eyebrow curiously.“What is it?” she asked.“Grandpa McKnight and your family are here,” Glenda announced, Cassandra’s eyes widened in surprise.Grandpa McKnight and her family?Did that mean Uncle Niko, Aunt Mercedes, Lena—and even worse, Lance? A dull pain stirred in her chest as she struggled to steady her breathing.“Are you okay?” Glenda asked, noticing her discomfort.“Yes, I’m fine,” Cassandra replied quickly, her voice faltering slightly. They hadn’t informed her they would be coming. Or maybe the