Semua Bab I Slapped My Fiancé—Then Married His Billionaire Nemesis: Bab 301 - Bab 310

I went upstairs to a suite reserved for the party guests, after grabbing a change of clothes from one of Ashton’s men who had fetched it from the car.The red wine had dried sticky on my skin, clammy and unpleasant.I tossed the ruined dress over a chair along with my purse, then headed into the shower.Minutes later, I came out, dressed, grabbed my purse, and immediately felt something was off.I’d left it dangling from the back of the chair, caught on the strap. Now it was neatly resting on the seat.Who touched my purse?I glanced at the closed door. Who had come in while I was in the shower?I checked inside. Everything was still there: phone, wallet, compact, lipstick.I unlocked my phone. Two messages had been sent while I was in the shower.[Me]: I need to talk to you. Come see me in Suite 302. Come alone.[Me]: You were right. My marriage to Ashton was a mistake. I did it to piss you off becaus

‘I… no, please, don’t.’Unlike Serenna, Genevieve knew Ashton well enough to realise he wasn’t bluffing. He never made empty threats.‘I… fine, I did it, all right? I…’ She shot me a resentful glance. ‘I sneaked into the suite when Mirabelle was in the bathroom. I sent the text to Rhys.’Serenna gaped at her, stunned that her partner in crime had folded so easily. ‘They’ve got no proof!’‘There’s a camera in the hallway,’ I added helpfully. ‘We can pull the footage and see exactly who came in here.’Ashton didn’t say a word. His eyes stayed locked on Genevieve.She dropped her head. ‘I’m sorry. I made a mistake.’‘I’m not the one you should apologise to,’ he said.Genevieve bit her lip and looked at me through damp lashes. ‘Mirabelle, I’m sorry. I was jealous

‘Are you tired?’ I asked.He made a sound that could have meant yes or no.‘Too tired to have sex with your wife?’ I teased.‘You want it?’ He rolled over suddenly, bracing himself above me, eyes fixed on mine.‘Why wouldn’t I?’‘But you said you needed a break.’‘When did I say that?’ I feigned amnesia.‘This morning. At 9.15. When you kicked me out of bed.’‘You remember the exact time? What, have you been keeping notes?’‘Hmm.’ He wasn’t easily sidetracked. ‘So, yes or no?’‘If I say no, would you really just go to sleep and not touch me?’‘I respect your wishes,’ his mouth said. His eyes and hands said something else entirely.‘That doesn’t sound like you,’ I teased, looping my arms round his neck and pulling him closer. ‘Let’s try something different tonight.’The nightstand buzzed.Ashton swore under his breath, pulled back, grabbed his phone and answered. ‘This had better be urgent.’It must have been, because he swung out of bed at once. ‘I’ll be there right away,’ he said, ha

‘Let’s wait and see,’ I said, giving her a smug little smile. ‘You really don’t know him at all.’Genevieve gritted her teeth. ‘Well, I’ll be waiting then,’ she said. She simply couldn’t believe Ashton actually cared this much about me.Her tone then changed, turning into a condescending attack. ‘Mirabelle, I don’t get what you’re thinking. What’s the point of marrying a man who doesn’t love you?’My face was completely blank. ‘And how exactly do you know he doesn’t love me? If he doesn’t, then why did he marry me? Do you think he loves you? If he did, why didn’t he marry you instead? And don’t give me that line about him being forced. Do you really think Ashton is the kind of man who lets people push him around?’Genevieve wasn’t about to give up. ‘You know how loyal he is, don’t you? You know the real reas

‘Mira?’ Ashton answered on the first ring.‘Someone’s been tailing us and they’ve just hit our car. Twice now,’ I said, trying to steady my voice.‘Send me your location,’ Ashton ordered, his tone going grim.I shared my location with him at once.The Camry struck us again, with such force that I gasped and shouted, ‘Faster!’‘I’m going as fast as I can,’ Kit said, hands shaking. ‘Any faster and we risk flipping.’‘Head for somewhere with people,’ Ashton said through the line. ‘Get to a crowded area.’I relayed the instruction to Kit. He slammed the accelerator harder, but we were on a quiet stretch and the Camry had a clear run. We were originally heading out of town, and to turn back towards civilisation would take time we did not have.The Camry struck us two more times in rapid succession. I lurched up in my sea