Semua Bab Mr Billionaire's Regret: Ex-wife Returns With His Triplets.: Bab 81 - Bab 90

“Hey… don’t break down my door!” Rita shouted from inside as I kept banging like I wanted to pull it down. It wasn't my fault though, I was just so frustrated.I was breathing fast, my chest rising and falling. My knuckles and limbs were hurting from how hard I was knocking. But I didn’t care. I didn’t care about anything right now.What is it?” She asked the moment she saw my face, she became instantly worried that my face looked all squeezed and angryI didn’t answer her. I just walked in angrily, almost pushing her aside with my shoulder.“Hey! I’m not the enemy here, okay?” she snapped, closing the door behind me. “What the hell happened?”I went straight to the couch. I dropped my bag with force and then fell on the seat, still shaking with anger.Rita walked over slowly and stood in front of me, crossing her arms. “Okay. Talk to me. What’s going on, Helen? You look like you’re about to explode.”I looked up at her, eyes burning. “Rita, that woman… Ashton’s mom… she’s crazy!”“Wh

“Who is it?” I asked softly, hearing someone at my door. It was a repitition of loud knocks one after the other, as though the person really wanted to have the door broken down. I was in the kitchen, just about to finish up some coffee, but the knocking pulled me away.It didn’t sound like Rita. If it was her, she would have called or just knocked gently and waited for me to open up the door for her. No, this was different—persistent, almost aggressive. I set down my mug and walked slowly to the door. I was gentle as I slowly peeped through the peephole in case it was going to be someone that wanted to hurt me.I peeked through the peephole. And there I finally saw the person—Rose. What the hell?How did she find my house? Why would she come to my house if it's not trouble she is definitely looking for?I opened the door just a little."Who is it?" I asked again, as if I didn't already know who was the intruder. She stepped inside without waiting for my permission. Such audacity. S

“What did you do?” I yelled when I burst into Rose's apartment. I was so mad and drowning in rage. I looked over and saw that she was sitting quietly on the couch in her living room as if nothing was wrong and the situation wasn't any worse."Dan just called me," I barked, my voice strong. "He told me all about it. He said you went over to Helen's house, upset her, yelled at her, and told her a bunch of stuff."Rose smiled at me, and I could detect the slightest tinge of annoyance in her eyes."Why are you so upset, Ashton?" She whispered gently. "I said I was doing it for us.""For us? Are you joking? You think harassing Helen will benefit us? You're doing nothing but making things worse." I moved forward. "You can't go to her home to intimidate her, or push her around."She didn’t fret about it and didn’t seem agitated, she was as calm as ever when she answered. “I did it to protect you. I didn’t want her near you and my family. That is all.”"Protect me? That is the silliest joke I

I lay in bed staring at my phone. My chest was so heavy, and I feared it would burst at any moment. I had to find a way to get out of this city. I couldn't remain in this city any longer. With all its problems, conflict, and deceptions. I just had to escape.I grabbed my phone and called Anderson quickly. My hands were shaking while I dialed the numbers on my phone. The phone rang about 3 times before it finally went through."Hello, Good afternoon," he spoke quietly into the phone."Hi, good afternoon, Anderson," I said hastily, attempting to appear calm. "How are you? How's everything from your end?"There was a brief silence. "I'm okay here. I have a lot to get done at work, but I'm fine. Why are you calling today? Is something wrong?"I hesitated for a bit. "Sir, that's why I called you. I have to speak to you regarding something.""Okay, go ahead." He spoke quietly. "What are you thinking?"I sighed. "It's due to the contract. I came here to be your actress. You guaranteed I'd g

"Yes, I am, and I will do even more until you put a stop to it," I told her, my eyes blazing with anger.She just stood, staring at me as if I were joking. After a moment, she smiled. It was a small, cold one that did not reach her eyes. She arched an eyebrow and slowly made her way to the white sofa and sat down, crossing her legs."Sit down, please," She said gently.I remained immobile. "No. I won't sit. Is this supposed to be humorous?"She raised her head, her words a little louder. "Ashton. I said, Sit down."I am not a child," I snapped. "You can't dictate to me what to do any longer."She reclined back, tranquil as though I had not just shouted. "Alright. Rise, then. If it will make you stronger. You must hear me, though.""I do not wish to hear falsehoods," I said softly.She sighed as though she was already weary of me. “This isn’t about lies. This is about truth. Do you think I don’t know how you feel? Do you think I don’t recall what it was like being your age? Let me tell