All Chapters of Breaking Free from the Billionaire: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

Amelia's innocent request sounded like a bomb in Ethan's mind. "Why?" asked Ethan after recovering from his shock. "As I recall, you really wanted Andrew to be your dad. Why did you change your mind?" Amelia didn't answer his question immediately. Instead, Amelia hugged Ethan's arm, her expression turning sad. "Because Mama didn't seem to like the idea..." Amelia mumbled listlessly, then looked at Ethan with teary eyes. "I just want my mom to be happy." "Me too, Kid. Me too," Ethan said without taking his eyes off Sandra. He didn't know. An unfamiliar and strange feeling came over him again. He didn't know why, but the thought of Andrew going back to Sandra and living happily made him upset.Why am I so upset thinking about it? Ethan muttered to himself. Andrew thought for a long time, considering Sandra's request, before speaking again. "I understand. Tell me what the conditions are so that they can live with me." "Great. I love your answer. Here, tak

Sandra was clearly poking fun at Andrew with sarcastic remarks."No big deal. I can clear all of my schedule and go to your sanctuary," Andrew said casually. "It's not a big deal.""Yes. It's not a big deal, of course," Ethan replied in a half-complaining tone when he heard Andrew's answer. "Because you'll definitely be giving your work to me and Kate. Then we will lose our day off ..."Andrew ignored Ethan's grumbling."I wanted to see mom enter the rodeo with Pear," Amelia stopped and told Andrew that Pear was Sandra's horse before she continued. "But she said her horse was too old. But she's not old at all!""I think your mom can do anything she wants," Andrew said, looking gently at Sandra. "I also want to see her in a rodeo.""See! Auntie Laura, Auntie Laura!"Laura, who had just returned, turned to Amelia. "What?""Did you see my mom at the rodeo?""I did. Several times," Laura nodded, glancing at Sandra. "I was there when she and Pear won at the county fair. She was amazing!"Sa

"Sudden business? Hm, suspicious!" Amelia was the first to respond to Claude. Amelia folded her arms in front of her chest, narrowing her eyes in undeniable suspicion. "Do you mind sharing with us what you mean by urgent matters, Grandpa Claude?" continued Amelia.This question, of course, made everyone at the table reflexively stop laughing. The question succeeded in provoking laughter from everyone at the table. Claude gasped until his eyes blinked in surprise."Why is everyone laughing?" Amelia scowled in annoyance, turning her sharp gaze on everyone at the table. "I'm serious. We've been waiting for you here for a long time, Grandpa. Why didn't you tell us you'd be late?""I have to admit that your daughter surely has a talent as a lawyer," commented Laura while trying hard to stop her laughter. "Hm, it's hard to tell that, Miss Lawyer—""I'm the prosecutor! Prosecutor!" Amelia grumbled in annoyance. "I'm not a lawyer! Why does everyone assume I'm going to be a lawyer?""Then that

Ethan opened the door to his apartment. The entry hall was dark, and the light turned on as soon as he walked in. He took off his shoes, placing them on the shoe rack as he walked towards his bedroom. His apartment was a mess. His job as CFO and Andrew's personal assistant means he doesn't have time to clean up all the mess in his apartment. Even though he didn't apply for two jobs at once. He remembered very clearly that he applied for an accountant position, not two. Taking care of a big baby like Andrew is hard work. Apart from Kate and, of course, himself, no one could stand working with Andrew for a long time. He didn't complain. For him, it was normal. He grew up with an older sister who was an influencer who explored or looked for new tourist attractions, and his younger brother, who rarely left the house because he was antisocial, forming his personality, who likes to organize everything. Meanwhile, his parents are retired civil servants who chose to spend their old a

Think something else, Ethan ... Think something else ... Don't think about Sandra ... Ethan said the phrase over and over again silently, like a mantra, trying to get Sandra out of his mind. As long as he knew Sandra, never once did it cross his mind that he would imagine Sandra in his imagination. He focused his mind on the blow job given by Alan. The sensation of Alan's tongue as it teased the penis with its tongue made Ethan couldn't help but let out a low sigh. He closed his mouth with his hands to make sure that Alan would not hear his moan. He didn't know why, but right now he wanted to hide it from Alan. "You should let out your voice, Ethan. I want to hear it," Alan said as he moved Ethan's hands away. "Why do you keep your voice down? It's unusual for you to do that." Right. What Alan said just now was right. Why did he feel embarrassed to let out his moan? "Shut up ..." Alan just rolled his eyes and continued the session until Ethan came to the climax. "Wow, as usu