Semua Bab Divorced by My Husband, Spoiled by A Billionaire : Bab 51 - Bab 60

I shot the housekeeper something I know she would classify as a crazed look before I walked out of the dinning and towards the stairs and up to the bedroom I was made to sleep in. Grabbing my phone, I dialed Matteo's number without a second thought. Angry tears were spilling from my eyes. “Where the fuck is your slut?" I asked upon his picking only to hear his loud silence. “You've had to get your ass down here and get her out of here!" I yelled into the phone. I was angry and embarrassed that I was even doing this in the first place. I didn't know why I called him but I did call him and his silence only made me feel worse. “Say something, you asshole!" I yelled into the phone again. “If she is there, then she needs to secure a contract for my agency, something you wouldn't have done.” He sounded relaxed and amused. I trembled in anger. "A contract for your company?” I placed my free hand on my forehead as I paced to the door. He would actually … whoa! “You are a sick fuck.

“Die! You devil!" A maniacal laughter followed. “Please…” The younger boy choked and coughed before his face got forced back into the basin of ice cold water. "Want to die yet?” The older boy asked, a mean smile on his face. The younger boy's hands frantically moved about as if moving his hands that way would help him get away from the punishment he couldn't understand. When his head finally got released, he coughed and heaved for air all at once but before he could open his eyes, a hard slap sent him falling pathetically to the floor and he started to cry. "Oh see. The illegitimate son cries.” His supposed elder brother poked at his head repeatedly, each poke getting harder than the last. "Lorenzo.” A deep voice boomed and the crazed looking boy sneered before looking towards the entrance of the door. "Dining, now.” "What? Not hungry.” He glared at his father who stood with his legs apart and his eyes squinted. The little boy went into a fit again as he trie

I walked into the grand lobby of my agency to see the ranging mess of Morretti and Liliana. I stood silently at the corner watching their veins popping out of their neck and forehead and wherever it needed to pop out to show their anger. Their anger at what exactly. I stuck my hands into the pocket of my trousers as I watched from the shadows. “Mr. President." The sickening sweet voice I hated hearing and most especially at this point in time called out to me and I closed my eyes for a fraction of a minute before reopening them. This time when I reopened my eyes, I made sure they conveyed how pissed and irritated I felt. “Uuhh…” Her excited gaze faltered when she saw the coldness in my eyes. "Are you alright…" She made a sort of pitiful face that would have probably enticed other men but I am not exactly other men so I only pinned her with a harsher stare. “I … uhh…” "Scram.” I bit out coldly since she had her brain shoved up into her asshole not to read the

All faces turned towards the door, their eyes blinking at me and soon, hot rage began to sear across the faces of Matteo, Moretti and Liliana. It wasn't like I cared, neither did I give a fuck about whatever emotions they might be feeling at the moment. “You!" Matteo pointed at me, his index finger shaky as he slowly stood from his seat and came rushing towards me like a ranging bull.All I merely did was to side step before watching him nearly falling to kiss the floor. “Holla?" I greeted again, smiling beneath my mask as I walked boldly into the sitting room, with Bianca still firmly holding on to my cloth for dear life. “Who is he?" The strange man, which I assume to be Matteo's father , asked and I had to stop right in front of him and offer my hand for a handshake. When he extended his hand without thought, I was sure my eyes were a crinkling moon as I introduced myself.“I am Valentina's Man." I widened my smile to make sure the effect was visible on my eyes when I saw his

I stopped at the door of her ward for a while before pushing the door open. My housekeeper jerked a bit but on seeing me, she breathed a sigh of relief. I stood at the entrance without fully stepping in, my guilt clawing at my insides while I clenched my teeth.“She is fine." She assured me. “The surgery went well, she only needs to wake up and recover." She continued as she stood up from her seat for me to sit. I nodded at her, my heart suddenly feeling heavy as I took slow and steady steps into the ward. “Uuhmm…” "Take you.” I cut her shut, probably catching her by surprise. "You can leave.” I had my eyes pinned on Valentina on the bed."Okay Sir.” She gave a small bow and left the room. Sighing, I took off my mask, tucked it away in my breast pocket before taking my seat. Closing my eyes to push back the intense emotions I felt was about to spill out, I shook my head before leaning in on her. “Kitten?" I called in the gentlest voice I could muster. I kept quiet for a bit