Semua Bab My Ruthless CEO: Bab 71 - Bab 80

“Abigail..please, come on” he pleaded, I looked at him, anger fueling me completely.“I’ll think about it” I said, that is all I could muster.I left the room deep in thought and just as I was about making the turn for the guest room, she showed up her face again.“You’re not going with Damien” she said, I looked at her, moved past her, ignoring her, there was no reason to indulge her.“Don’t ignore me” she said, I stood firm, looking at her from head to heels, rolled my eyes at her.“Jenna..I need to get to my room, get out of my way” I said with a stern expression, I was not the same woman she had met months ago that was stupid and helpless.“If you want this house to be conducive for you, you better not step on my turf” she warned.I almost laughed out loud ‘Her turf? I’m Damien’s legal spouse’ I thought to myself before walking past her, watching myself so I don’t touch her, she’s proven to be a manipulative two faced snake, I wasn’t ready to take any chances, not with her.The ne

“Wha…what did you just say?” He asked, looking hazed at me.“Excuse us for a second” I turned to the couple that sat across from us.Taking him by the arm, I truly didn’t want to waste anymore time staying in a place I had been before, I was sure there were people who recognize me but are too scared to ask questions directly, after all, the Conner empire was the root of them all.“We need to leave” I stated, my dominant trait surfacing.“Why would we be leaving?” He asked.“A man tried to take me on my way back from the washroom” I said.“Are you hurt?” He asked, concern his voice.“I’m not, I’m fine” I answered, just then, he noticed mark on my arm.“Did he do that to you?” He asked “Putting down your hair is going to attract them obviously” he added.Was I hearing him correctly? I was the one attracting these men? “Are you going home or not?” I asked, raising a brow, I was quite ready to go home without him if he proved difficult, I couldn’t risk getting my past exposed, not yet.“

“I’m so sorry I overslept” I apologized, taking off the drapes as I climbed brown from the bed.“It’s not over sleeping..you’ve been working hard and today we all wanted to give you a break” Frieda said calmly, walking in front of me.I smiled back at her, and went straight to the kitchen to see what had been made.“Just sit at the dining instead..” she offered, instead of having me go there.After breakfast I noticed that I sat alone in the huge dining room, I wiped my mouth and felt satisfied.“While Damien’s out looking for his lover, I can do what I want” I muttered as I helped wash the plates I had used.There’s was nothing much to do around the house, and that meant that I could stroll out of the house.‘I should probably call that mysterious man’ I thought to myself as I got dressed to leave.“Hello..” I said on the phone, holding it with one hand as I helped myself with my dress with the other.“Abigail Conner, you called quite earlier than I thought you would” he said.“Who a

“Damien can’t just get a fever…except..she give him something he’s allergic to” I muttered.****I suddenly recalled our days together before we got married, it was a cold night, Damien had gone drinking with people he considered his friends, he came back to my apartment instead of going straight home.“Babe, are you okay?” I asked him as he staggered into my arms.“Woah” I said, trying to hold up his weight, putting my hand behind his waist, supporting him.“What happened?” I asked, the moment we had gotten inside.He had too much to drink, placing him on the couch, I looked at his condition, he was pale.“Why did you drink so much?” I asked, going to the kitchen as I brought up some water.I proceeded to place my hand on his forehead “He’s running a fever” I muttered.“Why? Why’s he sick?” I muttered, taking up a towel and putting it in the cold water, placing it back on his head.I repeated the process for a while but the results were the same, a burning fever, an agonizing groan o

“I love you Abigail” he muttered as his head fell on my chest.I felt my chest heave as his face plopped sideways.“Damien” I called out to him, my voice a bit hoarse from doing a lot all day as he laid on my chest, his breath steady on my neck as he slept peacefully.After a while, I pulled myself away from him, just enough for me to slip out of his reach.‘I’m sure it’s the drug still in the system’ I thought to myself as I laid on the couch and closed my eyes.The next morning, I felt a shadow looming over me, I had overslept once again.“Frieda..your shadow is blocking the light” I muttered, half asleep.“It’s not Frieda” his deep voice echoed.“Damien” I said, forcing my eyelids apart to see his arms folded as he looked at me.“Why are you so shocked?” He asked.“I thought you’d be off to work already” I stated, standing from the couch.“Why am I here?” He asked again.It was no suprise that he didn’t remember anything from last night.“You don’t remember what happened?” I asked.