บททั้งหมดของ Heart of a Betrayed Wife: บทที่ 141 - บทที่ 150

“I am hungry, big brother”. She suddenly turned to me and said, making me halt immediately before my body could hit her. Those soulless looks in her eyes always gave me the creeps. Up till now, I am still wondering how someone like her was an influencer. Her followers must be weirdos like she was. “Did you just come here to tell me that you are hungry? Didn't you eat at home before coming here? Is my penthouse some kind of restaurant where you can come and eat food?”. I asked her, expecting her to give me a reasonable reply or remain quiet as a normal human being. But could anyone believe that she faked a two second smile and nodded at me, thus directly answering my question and telling me that my penthouse was a restaurant for her. What did she take me for? A chef? A waiter?I sighed, before grabbing her hand and heading towards the exit door with her. I arrived in front of the door with her and opened it, but she? She forcefully made me let go of her hand and returned to my pe

I massaged my temples and let the phone call end, before I left the cell phone beside me on the sofa. Resting my head on the sofa and thinking about tomorrow, I smiled, because I knew that tomorrow was going to be a lovely day and a lovely experience for me. I had also planned to ask for some money from Nathan after our honeymoon. After all, was that not one of the main reasons why I had married him? A man ought to be able to take care of his woman, according to my dictionary. To me, it shouldn't be only about love, but money matters the most in a relationship. As a child, I had suffered enough. After experiencing such a pitiful childhood, only a fool would marry a poor man and continue to suffer with him until death tears them apart. What nonsense. My cell phone rang again, and picking it up, the caller didn't seem to change. It was still my mother. “Tsk. What a persistent woman”. I answered the call after I said this. I asked, “What is it, mom? If it is money you want, I wan

Adira's pov, I had finished cooking and put two servings of the jollof rice on ceramic plates. The jollof rice turned out great, and, heck sure, I was delighted. In the past, every jollof rice that I had cooked turned out to look like I had roasted the rice on a harsh fire. Not only would its taste be bad, but its color was something out of this world. The jollof rice had always turned out in this way: ‘What I wanted, versus what I got’. It was thanks to Aunt Becky that I got the hang of cooking the jollof rice.Mentioning her now, my brows frowned. I was sad. I hated her being in that situation, and it pained me that there was nothing I could do to help her wake up, except to be hopeful, and also to pray for the best to happen. “I should call my mom after eating”. I muttered as I left the kitchen. I wanted to call my Mom so that I could speak with Joseph in order to know how he was doing. I really hope that he is not being very sad right now. Human hearts are cunning and do

“Cousin Adira”. Joseph said to me, and hearing his voice, I could not refrain myself from smiling. His voice sounded energetic, full of life. Even though I was not there to see his face, I could imagine the peaceful and lively expression on his face from here. That beautiful smile of his which had always revealed his front teeth that were big and adorable like a rabbit’s. “Hello, Adira's brat. How are you doing?”. I asked him.“Hehehe”. He laughed, but I could not hear his laughter clearly. Maybe he covered his mouth as he laughed. Well, I am not sure. I am not there in the hotel with him that I should know. Wait. Are they even in the hotel right now?“Cousin Adira, you sound more lovely today. Did something good happen?”. He asked me, causing me to place a finger on my chin as I thought. I sincerely wanted to tell him the crazy things that had happened between me and Kai, and the crazy things that happened between me and the playboy, the female cop, and most especially, with F

I must get hired into the company, because if I was not an employee there, I would not be allowed into the company's building, let alone be able to achieve what I want. The last time I checked, the entrance of the company was heavily guarded, and only important looking individuals who looked like they were already affiliated with the company and knew what the company was all about, were granted access into the building. With how mysterious Hustana was, I have not stopped thinking about how Cassandra did it. I now view her as an unusual person, piquing more of my curiosity and making my blood boil with desperation to uncover every hidden secret. How did she meet the person who vouched for her? This case was much more complicated than one could imagine, and I must get to the bottom of this. If this company really had something to do with my elder sister's death, I swear, I am going to make sure that it falls down completely, along with the culprits. I hailed a taxi and entered it,