บททั้งหมดของ Married to the Billionaire to Divorce Him: บทที่ 11 - บทที่ 20

"For the twentieth time within three days, my answer still remains no. In capital letters 'NO!'" I said."You can try to say it in spanish." Priscillia teased. I threw my slippers at her. She needed to know when to be serious. In my point of view, my parents were so guilty they couldn't find it in their heart to scold me. To be real, asides feeling guilty, they knew that scolding me or pulling up the ultimate parent power move would only make things worse. So now, the only card up their sleeve is the 'guilt trip card'. We had fought twice today and they were not even gonna let me go to sleep. It was freaking nine o'clock in the night. We were all gathered in the sitting room, the tension was suffocating.I sat on the couch, my arms crossed as my parents stared at me with those looks—the kind that made me feel like I was some rebellious child who just refused to see reason.Dad was the first to speak. His voice was calm, but the weight behind it was heavy.“Ava, do you think we’re pro

I froze, the phone almost slipping from my hand. The voice on the other end was deep, confident, and sent an unexpected chill through my veins. Nathaniel Hargrave. The billionaire heir. Soon to be husband and someone I didn't want to talk about for now.“Hello, Ava Collins,” his voice came again, deep and calm, like he was reading a script."Uh... Hello...Nathaniel," I managed to say, trying to not sound nervous, but my heart was beating so fast. “Ava Collins,” he repeated my name, as if testing it on his tongue. “I believe we’re about to meet soon...Two days time...Am I right?”I hesitated before agreeing “Yes, two days time, that's what I suddenly received as news about an hour ago”“I understand this must be difficult for you,” he said, his voice surprisingly soft, though I could detect the weight of something unspoken underneath.I swallowed. “It’s... fine, I guess. I mean, what’s there to say? I’m being forced into this marriage."He sighed, and I could almost picture him rubbing

"Clara. Christy. Open the damn door."Nathaniel’s voice was low and firm, the kind of tone that didn’t leave room for argument. But I could still hear the restrained irritation beneath it.Nothing. No response.He took a deep breath and banged on the door again. Still nothing.I crossed my arms, trying to ignore the lingering heat in my cheeks from the incident just moments ago. “ I guess your sister's really enjoy joking around with you”"They are older than me, I don't understand why they still behave like this." He said, knocking on the door. "Maybe cause they like teasing their baby brother." I said, half way attacking him. "Don't refer to me as BABY BROTHER! I am a full grown man." He reacted back, I could tell I got on his nerves. "This is why I said you should go home.""Oh please! I thought we moved on from that already. I am sorry I rejected you the other day. I am here now, OKAY!" I said, my face showing my frustration.Nathaniel shot me a look, no words, then pulled out h

“Darling, you’ll ride home with Nathaniel.”Jessica’s voice was light, like she hadn’t just dropped a bomb at the dinner table. Like we hadn’t just agreed—no, been coerced—into an engagement.I turned to her, forcing a polite smile. “Oh, that’s really not necessary. The driver can take me home. I wouldn’t want to inconvenience Nathaniel.”Nathaniel, to his credit, didn’t react. He simply swirled the wine in his glass, lost in his own thoughts.“Nonsense,” Mr. Hargrave said firmly. “Nathaniel will drive you home. It’s late, and it wouldn’t be proper for my future daughter-in-law to go home alone with the driver when my son is here.”Future daughter-in-law. I nearly choked on air.“That’s really not—”“It’s settled.” Jessica clapped her hands, smiling like she just figured something out.“You two should spend more time together, anyway. Strengthen your bond before the engagement party.”I opened my mouth to protest again, but Nathaniel's hand suddenly brushed against mine.For the first

Nathaniel's POV"Oh! my head." I said, half way awake. My head was pounding.The room was dimly lit, and the curtains blocking out the sun. I groaned, running a hand over my face. My body felt heavy and my mouth was dry. I really needed a cup of water.I blinked while staring at the unfamiliar room, trying to gather my thoughts. It didn't look like my personal apartment or my room at the family house. Then I remembered that I went into a hotel the previous night. But then I suddenly felt a body move under the sheets beside me.My eyes went wide open, the half sleep left in me quickly left my body.Slowly, I turned my head, praying to God that it isn't Ava. I would feel disgusted and irritated if that was the case.At first, I froze in confusion. The woman lying next to me thankfully was not Ava. She was curled up under the sheets, her red hair splayed against the pillow. Her bare shoulder peeked from under the covers.I brought my face closer, lifted some of her hair from her face. Ou