Semua Bab ESCAPING THE BILLIONAIRE TO MARRY HIM: Bab 101 - Bab 110

CHAPTER 101ISABELLE’S POV“Rob knows the child isn’t mine.” I barged into his penthouse with full confidence cause I knew he’d be home. He was glad to share his house address and the key pass to the apartment the last time we met. Even though I was reluctant to take it at first, now it came to good use. “Good day to you too, Leah.” He said, peering through from the paper he was reading. My eyes rolled.So now we’re on a real names basis? I hated that name so much, it almost made me gag the minute he said it. “I’m not here for flimsy greetings, Damien.” I said, standing just a few feets away from where he was seated. “Rob knows that child isn’t mine and you’re the only person I can think of.”“Tea? Coffee? Soda? Or just water?” He replied without lifting the paper away from his face. And now he was ignoring me. God! If I could just strangle him at this moment. I walked up to him in haste, ripping one half of the paper from his grip. “Why are you ignoring me!”“Because you’re talk

CHAPTER 103ISABELLE’S POVI tossed and turned every single object I saw in sight. Rage filled me in ways I never imagined. How dare he? How dare he? How fucking dare him.First he looked lost when it got to us saying our vows. For a second there I was almost scared he was gonna say no. I wondered so many things that would have been going through his mind, but his silence wasn’t something I could read. I stared down at my wedding dress and only felt the sting from this morning. He left. Rob fucking left me outside the church, making me feel like a white fool as everyone watched in confusion. Not only did he leave me just standing there, he’d yelled out her name. Right in front of everyone. He kept running after nothing while shouting her stupid name. Jenna, Jenna! Like he was possessed. And I really did think he was in that moment, cause there was no one there. I wish I had the power to burn her name just so she could burn in real life. Everything I tried to do to push him farthe

CHAPTER 105ISABELLE’S POVRob stood at the entrance of the room still in his wedding suit, a bottle of alcohol in one hand while the other supported his body by the door. His eyes glistened with rage and something else. Not only did he just catch me in a compromising position, but with someone whom he surely despised. Fuck, fuck, fuck! Why now? I scurried away from Damien’s body, grabbing the sheets as I moved farther into the bed. Damien had already pulled up his pants and was now staring Rob down, like getting caught wasn’t a big deal. I’m sure he didn’t find it as one because he wasn’t the one who’d just gotten married recently. One minute I was about getting the best orgasm of my life. The next I’m shaken and regretting giving in to my thirst. “What the hell is going on here?” Rob asked in a sharp tone as he stepped in. His movements seemed out of place. Was he drunk?“I won’t…won’t ask this again, what the fuck are you doing with Isabelle?” His gaze turned to Damien.Oh G

CHAPTER 107ROB’S POV Pain surges through my skull in an agonizing manner. The pressure presses behind my eye balls, that it hurts to even open them up properly. Muffled sounds slip through the darkness. Voices of both a man and woman. It sounds like they’re whispering. “….he doesn’t need to know.” A familiar voice speaks. “You went a bit far.”Isabelle! That was Isabelle’s voice. My stomach churns. What don’t I need to know about?“The bastard was getting on my nerves.” The male voice spat out. It took me an extra three seconds to recognize it was Damien’s. The throbbing in my skull doubles by two folds. Like it’s punishing me for trying to listen. “You were the one who hit him, not me.”“Well you gave me no other choice. I had to do something.”No other choice…I try to hold on to that, but the pain won’t let me. Something definitely feels wrong but I can get a grasp of it with this pain knocking me out every second. Another wave of pain tears into me and it comes out as a lo

CHAPTER 109JENNA’S POV“Here, take another drink.” Rob shoved yet another glass of brandy towards me. After listening to everything he had to say, I only felt an urge to keep him company. There wasn’t much I could do but watching him just gulp glass after glass wasn’t the best. Because now, he was definitely drunk. “Stop being a party pooper, Jenna. Drink up….let’s dance……” he didn’t even get to finish up his sentence when a wave of vomit washed out from his throat. “Rob!” I rushed to his side,trying to hold him up, but his hunky mass was no match for my slender frame. This was my fault. I shouldn’t have let him drink so much. “Do you need some help?” Some men, who'd seen me struggle, inched closer. Their eyes were definitely searching for answers as to why I was with my ex husband. Not like that was any of their business anyway. “Yes, please,” I breathed, letting go of his body, so the men could take over. Quickly, I picked up my phone, there was no way I could just leave witho