บททั้งหมดของ The Billionaire who doesn't love me: บทที่ 11 - บทที่ 20

KIM “One hundred and fifty million dollars?” I asked as I sat across from Mateo Vargas—the private investigator at the cafe. “Yes” he replied politely He was a 5.5ft guy with curly hair and a cute round Latina face. He had a chubby cheek and a study beard. He looked like a country bun to be called a professional private investigator. “How were you able to track it?” Phoebe was the one who asked. “It's part of my job” he replied with a nervous smile. He obviously doesn't want to disclose how he was able to come across the stashed funds. “The fund was stash away in the name of Bill Jackie. When I tracked the name, I found out that Jake has a connection to the boy.” Mateo explained “A connection? What connection?” phoebe asked, confused. “The boy happens to be his son”, he said, handing Phoebe and me a photo of the four-year-old Bill Jackie. “Oh, he is married?” I asked “Yes”, Mateo replied. “And he stashed away the money in his son's name?” “Yes, but the thing is, the

KIM “Are you sure you don't want me to follow you upstairs?” Phoebe asked as she pulled her Mercedes Maybach to a stop in front of the famous, most expensive building in Billionaire's Row that housed our penthouse. “I'm fine, you don't have to worry” I replied, giving her a weak smile. “I don't have to worry? Have you seen yourself in the mirror, Kim? You look pale. Of course, I'm worried you might drop dead in the elevator” she responded jokingly. “I'm fine, one heartbreak cannot kill me Phoebe, I can make it up on my own” I reassured her. “I'm worried about that lady. Do you think she knew you're Nathan's wife? Is it just a coincidence?” Phoebe asked. “There is nothing like a coincidence in the universe. Everything happened for a cause. She must have known who I am. How else would you explain her tenacity about meeting me in person and having me design her house. Not to mention all that she told me about a lady who kept them apart for 2 years. She's obviously directing those

NATHAN I watched as Kim walked away from me. She has become more tenacious these days. And her request for a divorce is becoming more adamant. I can't help but notice she looked miserable tonight like she's been crying for a long time.What could have happened today?And how the hell did she know Sassy?My cellphone vibrated, and a message popped up from Sassy, displaying the location she had sent. She is unexpectedly close by, just a 15-minute drive away from our penthouse. All these questions can wait; right now, I need to see Sassy. She had called earlier telling me she had a terrible fever, so she needed me to drive her to the hospital; she didn't sound good over the phone.I headed to the private underground parking lot and drove off at full speed.When I arrived at Sassy’s apartment, I stood rooted at the door, dumbfounded by the view that met me at the door.Sassy was wearing transparent pyjamas, showing off her porcelain white skin and beautiful long legs. Her erect pink ni

NATHAN “I want you back Nathan” Sassy said to me She moved closer to me, standing on her toes as she placed her lip on mine. She kissed and pulled at my lower lips, her two arms circling around my neck, holding my head in place.I waited patiently until she was done kissing me. Her cheek flushed and her eyes dreamy. I could feel her erect nipple grazing softly against my fine linen shirt. “I want you back, Nathan”, she said softly, brushing my cheekbone with the back of her hand. Her hot breath fanned my face as she brought herself closer to kiss me again, but I turned my head away before her lips could land on mine.I gently pulled away her hand that was around my neck and stepped back three paces.“You left me when you wish to and without an explanation. I searched all over the globe for you, and when you finally decided to reveal yourself, you sent me an invitation to your engagement party. But now you want me back? Huh?” I asked coldly. “And you didn't attend because you were

KIMPhoebe rushed towards Jake and grabbed him by the collar. Eleanor tried to push her away, but Phoebe landed her a resounding slap, making her stagger backwards in surprise. Eleanor held on to her cheek, fuming with rage. She stepped forward to hit Phoebe in the face, but the latter was swift enough to dodge it, and she landed Eleanor another slap on her other cheek.I stood there watching the commotion, but my mind was far away. I had pictured for the hundredth time what Nathan's reaction would be when he saw the picture. Just last night, when we talked about this, he seemed furious and ready to kill. This time, he will surely discard me like a disgusting fifty rag.Perhaps it's for the good. This time, he will surely sign the divorce papers. But why don't I feel good about this? I'm scared.I'm not scared of him divorcing me, I'm scared of how he will perceive me, and the way he will look at me with disgust is what I fear.I don't care if he doesn't love me, but I don't think