All Chapters of His To Own: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

I stormed into my room and slammed the door behind me. Walking to my bed, I tossed my phone carelessly onto it. Then, I sank to the floor, clutching my hair. What a freaking scumbag. I should’ve asked him why he was saying all that all of a sudden. Did he enjoy toying with me?I spent the rest of the day in my room, playing games on my phone, unpacking my bags, and eventually taking a nap.A soft knock on the door woke me up. Slowly opening my eyes, I stretched with a groan and rubbed my face.“Come in?” I said, still half-asleep.“Mrs. Anya, dinner is ready,” Rose said, peeking through the slightly opened door.Dinner? I checked the time on my bedside table—7:30 PM. Wow, my nap lasted longer than I expected.“Okay, I’ll be down in a minute.”She nodded and closed the door. Getting up, I stretched again before heading to the dining room.Liam was already seated, phone in hand, with food spread across the table. I took the farthest seat from him, picking the dishes I wanted while compl

“Are you obsessed with me?” I spat, my surprise quickly turning into anger, worsening my already foul mood.I glared at Kane as he laughed at my comment.“And what would you do if I am?” he retorted with a big smile, sitting in the chair with his legs crossed, looking as handsome as ever.“What are you doing here?”“Well, curiosity got the best of me,” he shrugged, turning the knob on my irritation even more.“You…” I paused and took a deep breath.“What’s going on? And more importantly, why am I here?” I asked, turning to my father with a questioning look.“I… well…” my father began, taking a seat at the head of the table.“Let me answer that, Mr. Williams,” Kane cut in with a smile.“Well, make it quick. I have somewhere to be.”He chuckled. “I came here for business.”“Bullshit. Business with him?” I asked, pointing at my father.He nodded.“What’s wrong with me? My company is very good at what we do,” my father said, clearly offended.I rolled my eyes at the absurdity of Kane’s 'r

He’s dead.The words echoed in my mind as I stood among a crowd dressed in black. I barely recognized the faces around me—strangers mostly, with a few familiar ones I’d met briefly at outings.They whispered in hushed tones, offering looks of pity and sympathy.Never in my life did I imagine I’d be standing at my husband’s funeral this soon. It felt unreal. If anyone was supposed to die, I always thought it would be my father. Not that I wished him dead, but he was old, and it seemed more... expected.Liam's family had rushed the funeral. I wasn’t even informed of the details. Not that I was close to them; I’d only met them once, but a heads-up would have been nice. I didn’t know how the accident happened, or where it happened. All I knew was that one moment, Liam was dragging me out of the event and into a taxi. The next, he was gone. Just like that.People came up to me, muttering their condolences. Some were kind, others distant. Their words felt empty. My father was there too, sta

The rain poured down heavily, thunder crashing so loudly it shook the windows. Even with the TV on, you could still hear the harsh howling of the wind.I watched him move around the kitchen, using pots and spoons like it was second nature. He moved so effortlessly, like a chef in some five-star restaurant.I want to say my memory of him from five years ago was so blurry that I’d forgotten Kane knew his way around a kitchen but that would be a lie. Not only did he know what he was doing, he was a damn good cook."I'm almost done," he said, turning to me with a wide smile playing on his lips. I frowned and turned back to the TV I wasn’t even watching. I couldn’t tell you what was happening or what the plot of the movie was about.“So, what’s it about?” he asked, setting two dishes down on the dining table.“What is what about?” I asked, throwing a slight glare in his direction.“The movie you're watching, Anya, unless you weren’t paying attention and were just busy watching me,” he said

ANYA’S POV"I don't understand what you're saying. How on earth am I supposed to pay back his debt when I don't even know anything about it, or even have the money to begin with?" I yelled, my expression cold as I stared at Liam's lawyer, who sat calmly on the couch in the living room."Madam, you have to understand that if the debt isn’t paid, all of his remaining assets including this house will go to the people he owes," the lawyer said calmly, like this was just another Tuesday. Maybe he had dealt with too many angry widows to be bothered."Well, give it to them," I said sharply. "I don't have a dime to offer, and I don’t care enough about his assets to hold on to them.""Anya, you can't just do that," my father said, sitting up from where he was, dressed in his usual grey business suit. "We have to be wise. Liam worked hard to keep the company his father and grandfather built. We can’t just throw it away."I didn’t even want him here in the first place, and of course, he had show