Semua Bab Mr Billionaire's Regret: Ex-wife Returns With His Triplets.: Bab 131 - Bab 140

Jack's gun was cold on my neck as he shoved it against my flesh, his eyes wide and focused. "Park the car there," he told me, his voice stern yet calm. He nodded towards a dark location beside an ancient property on a quiet street at the end of the block.I inhaled deeply, striving to hold back my quivering hands while they clutched the steering wheel. "Okay," I mumbled, ensuring that my voice did not shake. My heart raced within my chest, but I knew I couldn't allow him to see that I was afraid.When I drove the car in, the headlights immediately illuminated the aged, dusty paint on the home and the long grass on the lawn. The house appeared abandoned, as if no one lived there anymore. Once the engine quit, he signaled again with the handgun."Get out," he ordered. I performed as he taught me, slowly and carefully. I opened the car door and looked at him, trembling in the cool night air. Jack's physique was tremendous, and he seemed as frightening as the weapon he was carrying."

My Henry sat on the couch with his small legs dangling down. I set the bowl of cereal in front of him. His huge eyes peered up at me, seeking answers which I could not offer."Mum, why are we here?" he asked, his voice firm and enquiring.I knelt beside him and stroked back his hair. “We are just going to visit someone, sweetie,” I whispered. “We will be home before you know it, I promise.”Henry peered across at Jack, who had his back against the wall and was eyeing us with a self-satisfied grin. The mood was heavy and strained. Jack chuckled softly, mocking us. "Tell him the truth, Rose," Jack whispered, drawing close. "He must know why he is here."I tightened my teeth but did not speak. I had nothing to say. Not when Henry was gazing at me like I understood something.Jack knelt down to Henry, slowly. He had a smile on his face, but there was something odd in his eyes. "Hi, buddy," he murmured kindly. "Do you know who I am?"Henry shook his head and grabbed the bowl of cereal fie

My phone vibrated on the table, disrupting the silence in the room. I stared at the screen and saw the name, it was Rita calling. I raised an eyebrow when I answered the call. Rita did not call me often unless there was anything urgent that required my attention."Hi, Ashton," She started nonchalantly, however her tone was something I did not understand."Hi Rita," I replied, relaxing back in my chair. "How are you?""I'm fine," She said. "But come on over tonight, okay? I've got a surprise waiting for you."I blinked and sat up. "A surprise?" I inquired warily. "What sort of surprise?"She laughed slightly, but something didn't feel right. "If I tell you, it won't be a surprise, right?" She added."Yes," I said thoughtfully. "Where do we gather?"She directed me somewhere to go—a tiny, secret eatery that didn’t appear to be where she regularly frequented."I'll be there," I agreed, still recalling how she had sounded."Alright," she said. "I'll see you then."The call finished, and

I was reminding myself to be extremely quiet as I moved down Ashton's apartment hallway. Each step I made sounded deafening, even though I had no shoes on. The lights were dimmed. The curtains were drawn. And the entire apartment filled with the scent of his cologne.My heart was thumping in my chest. Loud. Fast. Nervous.It wasn't what I wanted to do. But it was made clear by Jack.He told her, "Get the papers. The ones that list who owns what. The ones you know. Bring them to me. Or else, Rose. Or else."I didn't have to ask what "or else" meant. I knew. And I couldn't allow it to happen. Not to Henry.I went into the cabinet where Ashton kept the majority of his files. It was tidy, as usual. It was alphabetized. It was organized. This was his style of things. I went through them methodically and slowly. My hands trembled as I scanned the titles."Rose?"I was so shocked I nearly dropped the entire folder. I turned around sharply.He stood in the doorway of the kitchen with a towel

I walked out of that room with fire burning in my chest.Calm. Cool. Collected.That’s what I looked like.But inside?I was boiling.Every step I took down that hallway, I was thinking about how close I came to grabbing her by the throat and slamming her against the wall. She was in my house. She was in my room. And she had the nerve to lie to my face, act scared, act innocent.Rose.Her eyes. That fake stutter in her voice. The way she clutched the blanket like she was the victim.Bullshit.I got down the hallway and slammed the door to my study so hard the picture frames rattled."Jack," I growled under my breath.That little prick.I grabbed the lamp on the desk and threw it against the wall. Glass shattered. Sparks flew.Jack Morris. CEO of HelionTech. The company that tried to buy out my software team five years ago. The one that failed. The one that lost half its stock value because I didn’t sell. He’d been holding a grudge ever since.Now he’s sending his girls to sneak into