Lahat ng Kabanata ng Broken Vows: A Billionaire's Secret: Kabanata 31 - Kabanata 40

CHAPTER 31 ZYLIAH’S POV "And you, Sayge Harold Williams, stay the hell away from me." My voice was cold, and I was deeply pleased with the shock radiating through his eyes. He clearly couldn't wrap his mind around the fact that I'd hit him. Maybe no woman ever had, but he had to learn that I wasn't the regular type of woman he was used to. Maybe before the birth of my babies, but not now. Not ever. Making to leave, I barely got a step before he grabbed and began to pull at my wrist. Aiming my purse for his head, I didn’t get far—he was quick to cuff my other wrist, taking the purse from me. Both my wrists in one firm grip, he pulled me embarrassingly from the restaurant like a lamb to the slaughterhouse. I used up all the cuss words I knew, even inventing some off the top of my head. If people were looking before, they were fully invested now. And from the corner of my eye, some were capturing the moment. "Hey, I called her out here. You have no right to drag her away," Fynn

CHAPTER 33 ZYLIAH’S POV His grandmother looked at him in disapproval. She'd lashed out at him before I could. And to be honest, I knew I wanted to lash out, but it didn’t feel polite to spew the words crowding my head at him—not in front of these people, especially his family. They liked me. Respected me, even. I didn't want to embarrass myself. So I swallowed. I swallowed back my anger and words, struggling to keep my eyes clear of tears. No, they weren't tears of sympathy. They were tears of anger. "How can you say that, Sayge? Are you saying Zyliah hasn't done a good job raising two boys all by herself these past few years?" his grandmother snapped. His eyes were still fixed on me, but they soon shifted to his grandmother. "I just want what's best for the boys. After all, they're my heirs. My future. I want a certain life for them.” "And being Sayge Harold Williams, you think I'm not good enough a parent for the same boys I conceived, nurtured for nine months and birthed al

CHAPTER 35 SAYGE’S POV All eyes turned wide on me the moment I walked in through the glass doors of my company, which made my brows furrow in response. The polite greetings of 'good morning' followed me, echoing behind me, yet the curiosity and wonder in their eyes couldn't be mistaken. What was the reason for all this? It was as though they knew something I didn't. I was used to the stares, admiring and a little moony when they came from the women, and heavy with respect when they came from the men. It had annoyed me at first, but I had to ignore it, and before I realized, I was indifferent to it. But this particular stare wasn't one I was used to… or could ignore. Still, I couldn't bring myself to ask my staff why they were openly staring with wonder, so I headed to the elevator and rode it up to my office on the last floor of the building. I received the same stares and greetings from my staff upstairs. My personal assistant jumped up from his seat the moment he spotte

CHAPTER 37 SABRINA’S POV I made myself a bit more presentable before my mom arrived. I was changing from the casual halter-neck mini pastel-colored flowery dress—realizing it was showing belt marks and slap prints—into a black turtleneck mini dress with full sleeves when the sound of the knob turning made my heart skip a beat. Willing my heart to calm as I assured myself it could be my mom, although she'd never intrude on my privacy without yelling my name or seeking my permission. I realized I was wrong, taking a few reflexive steps backward as my husband came in. He looked at least somewhat sober and definitely embarrassed—it was safe to say that much. Summoning courage, I managed to ask, "W-where have you been?" "Out," he mumbled, walking right past me and into the bathroom. He reeked of yesterday's alcohol, making me almost puke with my otherwise empty stomach. But his sobriety gave me enough nerve to confront him about the news. "Out where?" I asked, my hands now on my

CHAPTER 39ZYLIAH’S POV"Is this our new home?" Waylen bounced about the living room the moment we set foot in it, happy to be back in this 'big mansion,' according to him and his brother, Casper. Well, I agreed with them. It was big.But I didn't care how big it was. I still felt quite uncomfortable, not because of the occupants. Well, partly because of one of the occupants. Him.But also because I didn't want it to look like I was leeching off them, even though they had practically begged me to come.Plus, Natasha's and Delia's sweet talks and subtle threats if I turned down what they saw to be an 'opportunity' were part of the influencing factors. "Say something, Mama." Casper tugged at the thigh-length shirt dress I was wearing, snapping me back to my surroundings.I quickly fixed a smile on my face. "Yes."At my response, they were overwhelmed with joy and ran around the living room in unbridled, childlike excitement that had my brows quirking in surprise. They'd only been here