Semua Bab Billionaire's Rekindling Love: Bab 81 - Bab 90

MONICAAs I walked down the curb of Claire's parents house I met my driver and sometimes lover by the side of the car waiting for me with a sour face.“What is it, Asher?” I asked him as I rolled my eyes. I can't wait to hear another episode of how I don't care about his feelings. Damn, clingy much. I thought he understood our arrangement. “You can rest easy, Monica. It's not about us,” he said and I scoffed.“I wouldn't care if it was,” I said with a smirk and he shook his head. “Are you going to tell me or what?”“Your father wants to see you,” he said and my shoulder dropped. “And I know how that usually ends up.”I turned to him and trailed my fingers crossed his chest. “You mean fucking you till you blow your brains out,” I clicked my tongue.“I mean you are not dealing with his manipulative ass and doing whatever he wants Monica,” he said and I felt my body go cold.“You shouldn't talk about things you do not understand,” I said as my fingers left his chest.“You are right. I

VIC“I'm not deflecting,” I said to her, as she stood akimbo looking at me like she was trying to see through my clothes. But that's not what she's doing. She's trying to see if I'm hiding something and goodness knows that I am.I haven't been able to sleep well since my almost suicide five months ago. Everything I close my eyes I see myself back there, trying to jump.“I won't tell you what happened between Hazel and I if you don't tell me what's going on,” she said and I gritted my teeth.“I can't sleep, Zara!” I yelled, holding the cup of coffee tightly. “I have tried to for weeks, but I don't seem to be making any progress,” I said to her.“Vic,” she tried walking towards me but I stopped her. “Why didn't you tell me?” She asked.“Tell you,” I scoffed. “After the way you have been treating me this past month since I resumed back to work?”“Treating you? What's that supposed to mean, Vic?” She asked.“You have been walking on eggshells around me,” I said. “You carefully pick your

ZARA“Good day, I'm Victor,” I heard a familiar voice as Matthew opened the door to leave. “I'm sorry, you have the wrong house,” I turned around immediately and saw Matthew try to close the door. “I'm Victor Armani, here to see Zara and my cousin Victoria,” the man at the door said. Vic stood beside me, beaming with a smile.“Victor!” She yelled and ran towards the door. She carefully pushed Matthew away and threw her hands around her cousin.“Oh, it's so good to see you,” she hugged him even tightly and almost in tears.“Okay, Vic. You have to let me breathe,” Victor said and the three of us laughed. That excludes Matthew, who just stood there like an outside. Maybe because he is.“Zara,” he walked into the house and pulled me for a slight hug, kissing my cheeks.“Wow, I can't believe how much I missed that,” I said and we both laughed.“Ahem, ahem,” Matthew made a sound beside us and we all turned to him.“Oh, Victor. This is Matthew Russell, Hazel's father,” I said. Victor exten

ZARAThe boutique glowed with warm light. Dresses in every color and fabric sparkled under the chandeliers. A sweet scent of roses hung in the air while soft music played in the background.Vic stood in front of the mirror with a gown held against her body. She tilted her head, studying her reflection with a frown. For a moment, it felt like she was searching for something deeper than just the right dress.“What do you think he meant by that?” she asked, her eyes meeting mine in the mirror.I tried to focus on the dress in my hands. The beadwork shimmered, but my mind was far from it. Howard’s words still echoed in my head like a dark warning.“I don’t know,” I said quietly. “But with Howard, it’s never something good.” My chest tightened as I remembered the look on his face.Vic turned toward me, lowering the gown to her side. “He wouldn’t just show up for no reason,” she said. “Do you think he’s planning something?”The room was bright and filled with laughter from other shoppers. B

ZARAAfter yesterday, finding out Claire has been the one feeding Monica information about me, all I wanted to do was stay in bed and not see the sky.But I can't do that. I need to be here for Gabriel. His daughter is getting married today and I already promised I'll make an entrance even if I'm to stay for just five minutes.“How's the champagne?” I heard a voice behind me and I turned. I looked up at a tall and recognizable man in front of me.“What do you want, Ronnie?” I asked as I rolled my eyes at my ex-husband. “It's a party, Zara. People make conversation at a party,” he said and I scoffed.“People that like each other,” I said. “We do not like each other.”“Anymore you mean,” he said with a smirk, and I took a step back from him.“What's that supposed to mean?” I asked.“I mean there was a time when you'd do anything for me just to look at you.”“Don’t flatter yourself,” I said sharply, holding the glass tighter in my hand. “That time is long gone.”Ronnie chuckled, the sam