Forced To Be The Billionaire’s Surrogate のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 81 - チャプター 90

CARTER “Let. Her. Go!” I thundered, my eyes blazing with anger. He had his hands around her waist and I desperately wanted to rip it apart. He didn’t move them. “You’ll have to go through me first.” Zayn muttered, his voice firm and loud. My eyes flickered to Ava and then back to Zayn, I stepped closer to where he stood, “What I do with my wife, doesn’t concern you!”“Including raping her?” He shot back, his voice laced with disgust, “Who tries to rape his own wife you sick motherfucker?!”My blood boiled. “Guards!!” I yelled and they all ran to the scene.Zayn smirked. “Scared?” He taunted, “Gonna hide behind your minions?” His voice was laced with evident mockery and I clenched my fists tightly as he continued, “Or you’re going to finally fight me like a man? Fight for her.”On instinct, I attempted to punch him, but he was quick to dodge, his fists colliding with my face.I stumbled backwards, pain spreading through my face, “I won’t let you go scot-free.” I muttered, steadying

AVA“Just the way I like it…you kneeling, with those pretty tears in your face.” Carter said, his voice low and dangerous as he crouched down to raise my face.I bit his hands, pushing him away from me before running to where Zayn stood on the corridor but the guards were quick to hold me down. They turned me to where Carter was standing, his face red with rage and his hands collided with my face, sending me to the floor. I yelped in pain as tears streamed down my face. My head was aching so badly and I just wanted to close my eyes and rest… I managed to get up from the ground, my eyes fixated on Zayn.“What did you do to him?” I asked, admist tears. “What have you done, you psycho.” I continued but it fell on deaf ears.Carter just stood there, his eyes closed muttering something to himself, “Don’t you guys see, he is not okay? Can’t you see that your so-called boss needs help?”SilenceNone of them spoke a word, instead they looked at me like I was the mad one. “Just so you know,

AVA I woke up to the soft rubbing of Zayn's hands on my back and his other hand wrapped around my waist. My body ached so bad and felt stiff. The aftermath of the whips from Carter was settling in and even though the doctor already administered drugs, it still hurt as hell. Last night was so horrific for me. Carter’s face haunted me with different nightmares and I woke up each time, drenched in sweat or even crying. I turned to face Zayn and a warm smile formed on his lips when he met my gaze, “Good morning.” He muttered before leaning in and placing a sly kiss on my lips.My eyes scanned his face for a moment, he looked worn out. His eyes were a bit swollen as if he had been crying, and I could see the eye bags from lack of sleep. “Did you even sleep?” I asked and nodded, “I couldn’t. Not when it was the most difficult night for you.”Every time I awoke from a nightmare he was always awake, comforting me. “How do you feel?” Zayn’s soft voice spoke up, and I raised my gaze to lo

CARTERThe loud sound of the metal gate made me raise my head. One of the guards I despised so much was standing there, a look of disgust on his face, “You have a visitor. Your lawyer.”Once I got free, he was going to be the first person I would kill! Ever since I entered this shitty place, he had made sure to torment the hell out of my life. “Didn’t you hear me? I said your lawyer is waiting!” His voice rang out again, this time, cold and demanding.But I still didn’t respond. If he thinks he can command and tell me what to do, he has got to think again because I am only going to stand up when I want to. The previous day I had informed my lawyer to say that all the things I was accused of were done by my mother. She was old enough to die after all. I had given him access to necessary files and documents to prove that she had a hand in all this, and I was just an accomplice working for her. That way, I would get a lesser sentence and probably be sentenced for the two killings

AVA “Ava?” She called out again, her voice trembling. Her hair was messy, her face disheveled, and her eyes widened like she’d seen a ghost. I laid the kids gently in their crib and stood up, opening my arms. She ran into my embrace with the speed of light. “You’re real.” Her body trembled as she clung to me, tears streaming from her face, “I’m sorry.” She whispered again and again as I rubbed her back. “I’m so sorry, Ava.” Zayn’s eyes were on us, and if this continued, he might start to suspect something, and so I whispered in her ears, “We will talk later. You kept them safe, that’s what matters right now.” And it was true. Despite everything, the betrayal, the lies, the secrets—she had protected my kids when I couldn’t. She went from trying to capture my kids to becoming their mother in my absence, and that alone was enough for me to forgive her. Zayn cleared his throat, and we broke away from the hug, “One would actually think you two are lovers.” He said.