Semua Bab The Unwanted Bride: Claimed by the Billionaire: Bab 141 - Bab 150

Cassie’s POV “Ready to go home?” My husband asked me, and I nodded with a small smile on my face. He leaned close to me, kissed the side of my forehead, and took a seat next to me. He had literally been by my side all through. “You’re not excited to have me back?” “I am, but I just thought of something crazy,” Shawn mumbled. “What?” “I hope it’s not too late if I reach out to the estate agent now.” “Why?” I arched my brow.“To help us search for a new property.” “I’ve got properties, but none of them beats the one we live in.” “Why do you want us to move?” I couldn’t help but ask. Shawn’s home was perfect. It was the most beautiful residence I have seen, and I am not saying this just because I was his wife. “It’s beautiful, spacious, and a perfect place to grow a family,” I said in all honesty, because it had more than enough rooms for us. “I know. I just thought for a moment that you could feel uncomfortable because of all the events that had taken place there.” I couldn’

Cassie’s Pov I quietly shut the door behind me and took slow steps towards my husband. He was seated on a single couch, shirtless, with his tablet on his lap. Seeing me, Shawn pushed his tab aside and gestured for me to sit on his lap, which I gladly did. I couldn't help with the smile that crept to my lips the moment he wrapped both arms around my waist, buried his face in my neck, and placed a deep kiss there.“I was almost coming to find you. How did the convo go?” “It was good. She was happy to have me back.” “See! You are an important part of our lives already. I know it was just for a short while, but this house wasn't the same without you.” I smiled sadly. “I feel so guilty about that. I didn't think of how you all would feel; instead, I was so concerned about myself.” Shawn kissed my shoulder. “You have nothing to be sorry for. And it wasn't selfish of you to choose yourself first. I guess we all learnt a lesson from this. But most importantly, I am happy to have you ba

Shawn’s POV “You’re so humble,” I mumbled, not cutting contact with my wife. “Is that a good thing, or?” “It’s new to me. I am always waking up to wishlists and demands from the women I have been with. They were confidently entitled. Maybe because they knew that whatever I gave them was just 0.1% of what I was capable of giving.” “Their appreciation was usually brief, and I wouldn’t hesitate to do whatever they asked. Though I didn’t do them directly. My secretary was always the one making sure their needs were met.” “You hardly ask me anything, and when I surprise you, you appreciate me endlessly.” “It’s crazy how a few of my past girlfriends would act like they owned all I owned by virtue of them being in a temporary relationship with me. Fast forward to today, I have my wife with me, but she’s shy to embrace what is legitimately hers.” “This is not to shame you for staying true to your values and your beliefs. But I really want you to embrace this life with me. It’s not a c

Lauretta’s POV Then it could only mean one thing: that bitch was way stronger than I had thought. No doubt that I underestimated her strength. If the woman standing before me right now wasn’t the one who popped me out into the world, then there is no way this action is getting swept under the carpet. But wait, now that my mind crossed that, could she really be my mother? Because this shit hurts like hell. Someone who loved me so much wouldn’t subject me to such torture. But one thing was certain: I wasn’t going to keep quiet. Even behind my pain and my tears, I parted my lips to say something. My lips quivered for a few seconds as I stared into my mother’s eyes through my blurry ones. I was expecting to see some sort of remorse in her, but she didn’t seem moved by what she just did. “You stopped me from hurting myself just so you could inflict this shitty pain on me?” “Why would you even lay your hands on a grown young woman? You don’t even seem sorry for what you did. What did I

Lauretta’s POV.“What do you mean? Don’t you dare lie to me just because Oran isn’t here to defend himself. You just scolded me that I would have preferred if we lived in the streets. But here you are saying he didn’t want you to get rid of me.” I challenged Rhoda “If only you would let me explain instead of interrupting me after every second!!!!” She lashed out at me.“About six weeks into my relationship with Oran, I fell sick. He called in one of his doctor friends to come check on me, and after some questions, he suggested I take a pregnancy test, which came out positive.” “We were both on the edge, and I told him not to worry that I was going to get rid of it. He told me that he was more than capable of taking care of me and the baby.” “I wasn’t even sure who the father was at that point because the conception date was the week between when I last had a thing with your father and the week I met Oran.” “Since Oran was caring towards me and the pregnancy, I decided to let it be