All Chapters of The Billionaire's Prisoner Wife: Chapter 41 - Chapter 47

I shuffled into the house that night, my bones weary and crying for mercy. If any part of me was bruised the most, that would be my heart.Watching the burnt warehouse had been a huge blow to my heart, and hiding from the reporters that had gathered and hoped for an interview had been stressful. It was bad enough that I had had to show up out there in crumpled outfits, I couldn't step up to comfort the staff that were trying their best to help the firefighters put out the fire.They probably thought that I didn't show up and didn't care about them. They might think it was one of many warehouses to me and they were the ones affected the most. They might have just gotten jobless but I had lost money as well. I stopped in my tracks as I walked inside and saw Nora cramped on the couch, her phone in her hand and held tightly against her chest. I felt a wave of guilt wash over me at the sight of her sleeping form, stronger than anything I had felt all day. I had felt despair, anger, frust

Nora's POV I stared at the door, long after Damon had walked out of the house. I couldn't believe he had said those words to me but I couldn't help not blaming myself either. I shouldn't have given Damon my heart. Without knowing that I had my heart placed right before him, he had smashed it to the ground and walked all over me. "Breakfast, madam?" Betsy walked into the living room and called my attention back to the present.I felt like she was mocking me and wanted to yell at her. Why did she have to come a few minutes after Damon left to ask if I wanted to eat, as if all I was permitted to do in the house was to eat and breathe?My subconscious mocked and reminded me that that was exactly what I was meant to do in the house, and it was only outside the house that I was meant to have some actions but I ignored it.I was about to snarl at Betsy for hovering around me when I saw the time and my mouth went slack. It had been over two hours that Damon left and I had been seated, doin

Damon's POV "Sasha," I called out, disbelief echoing in my voice.I wondered if I was having hallucinations because of the sickness I suspected I was about to have. I blinked repeatedly, thinking she would magically disappear from my sight even though I knew she didn't magically appear.I had heard the door open and had seen her walk in.She smiled at me. "Yes, husband." She said, daring to move forward.She was real.A surge of anger travelled through my veins and I clenched my fists as I glared at her. "Don't call me that." I said through gritted teeth.She knew I hated it when she called me that.She didn't react as if she heard me and continued moving forward. "I know you hate it when I call you that but that doesn't change the fact that we are legally married.""I thought you forgot about that since you chose to run away." I fired back at her. Damn her for telling me of our marital commitment to each other when she didn't hesitate to run and leave me hanging in misery."I thoug

Damon's POV I let out a groan as I stared between the two women, wincing at the pain ricocheting in my heart, and accurately aware of their emotions.Sasha threw daggers at Nora with her eyes, looking as if she prayed for a gun to shoot her down at that moment. I wanted to laugh at her territorial attitude, resisting the urge to remind her that I didn't belong to her.Nora kept her eyes glued to me and occasionally shifted her gaze to Sasha. I sighed and averted my gaze, wondering what it was that she wanted me to say. I didn't want this to happen either and I hated that she made me feel guilty with the look in her eyes."Damon!" Sasha yelled my name."What?" I snapped at her."Didn't you hear me?" Sasha asked, her eyes flashing dangerously at me. "Who is she?""Didn't you hear her? Her name is Nora." I replied, my tone and the expression on my face reeking of pretentious boredom.Sasha hissed. "I didn't ask what her name was and you damn well knew that. What is she doing in our hous