Todos los capítulos de Love, Lies and Billionaires: Capítulo 31 - Capítulo 40

"Are you okay, Maren?” Nella asked as she slipped into one of the facial chairs beside Maren. She put down her bag somewhere beside her and almost immediately, a lady came to attend to her. “I'm good, I mean, why wouldn't I?” Maren asked, without looking at her as her face was covered in a facial mask, but she knew it was Nella who had just spoken. "So you're holding up fine?” "Really, Nell?” "I'm just asking. I mean, he was your ex fiance after all and the father of your child,” she said defensively. “I like the fact that you said the word ‘ex fiance’. I don't care if he's the father of my child, I get to choose who'll father my child.” “Ooh, spicy" Nella said, as her legs were placed in a footbath, the mouth she was referring to Maren. “I really don't care what happened to him," Maren added. “Be honest, Maren, you still had feelings for him," Nella said, but Maren remained quiet, so she went on. “If really didn't care about him, you wouldn't have given him a chance

"William was sterile, alright?" “What?" “You heard me right, Maren," Irene replied, gritting her teeth. “And you would have known if you had listened to him, gave him a chance to speak” "Stop it Irene, you're messing with me” “Of course, this is the best time for jokes," Irene said sarcastically. "You can't be serious, Irene,” she said almost in a whisper as her voice was beginning to fade from the tears which choked her. Goosebumps traced their way to her brain, and the atmosphere suddenly became cold. “He said you were always telling him how you wanted a child before the wedding and you always seemed so happy talking about it that he never had the heart to tell you he could not fulfil that one wish of yours” "No!” she muttered and staggered back a little, holding herself from doubling over as a tear dropped from her eyes. By this time, everyone around noticed something was wrong, but they didn't seem like they'd come any closer to confirm. Irene didn't care, she continu

“What the fuck did you tell Maren?" “What the fuck are you doing in my house?" Irene asked absentmindedly as she put a pot of water on the gas and turned it on. “I demand you tell me what you told Maren, that she refused to speak with anyone.” Irene turned away from him and turned off the faucet to wash some vegetables. He waited patiently, watching her back as she worked. She finally turned to him and placed the bowl on the counter. She raised her eyes to meet his face. “What don't you go ask the bitch herself” she spat and pulled out a knife. “Like I said, she's refused to speak with anyone, plus I want to hear it from the horse's mouth." Alexander sat behind the counter and watched Irene's knife slice the veggies slowly. From where he sat, he observed that her actions were slowed and her face confirmed that she wasn’t okay, with reddened eyelids and bags beneath them. She was quiet, which was so unusual for her and she wasn't scared one bit when she found him in

"Boys, go play upstairs," Nella said to Nathan and Zack, who had been running around between both women's legs. The boys scurried carefully up the stairs and, as their giggles faded, Nella turned to Maren, hoping to finally have some time to talk to her. They both strolled out the door and onto the compound, which was decorated by short hedges which formed a circle around a horse statue which stood in the middle. “Nice house," Nella complemented, looking around though she knew hers could top it. "I honestly can't believe Alexander consented to our being here. I always thought he was some kind of possessive monster,” she said jokingly. “Well, then there's not much difference between us. I also thought the same honestly,” she said and paused as they got to the end of the path which they were following. "But then, Alexander's suddenly changed. He now cares more and doesn't really bug me if I don't meet the monthly deadline. It's strange but I think I love i

Maren was seated on her office chair staring straight at an envelope which stood innocently on her table. When her secretary had brought it in together with other files she had asked for, she really wasn't expecting it to be amongst them. She had put every other thing aside and kept the envelope in the middle of the table and was just staring at it without bothering to break the seal. “god! I acne as soon as you dropped the call,” her mom said as she practically strolled through the door while looking around. "Wow! I haven't been here since your father died. You've really given the place a shine.” “It doesn't still have that sick smell of old documents and work, though.” She added and finally turned to Maren, who had ignored whatever she had said. She walked towards the table and drew out the seat. “What’s the matter?" She asked. “It's arrived," Maren replied and held her own face in her hands. “You haven't opened it yet?" Her mom asked and snatched the envelope from the tab