บททั้งหมดของ The Secret Billionairess Ex Husband Plea : บทที่ 131 - บทที่ 140

Justin's POV.It's been three days since we got back to New Orleans. Naomi slipped into a coma and has been in the hospital ever since.On my way to the hospital that morning, I stopped and bought fresh lilies for her room. I knew she has always been a lover of flowers and I was going to do everything to make her comfortable, even while she was unconscious.I entered the hospital, walked down the hallway, and finally arrived at the unit where Naomi was admitted. Holding the freshly picked lilies, I made my way to the door of her room.“I am sorry, you can't come in.” My path was blocked by a muscular man. “Miss Mitchell can only accept visits from Mr Scott Lewis and Lily Perez.” The man said.“What the hell do you mean by that? I saved her from drowning. I should be allowed to see her." I said, trying to push the man aside but he didn't.“These are strict orders Mr Miller.” He said.I recognized his face. He was Naomi's bodyguard who was always with her. I knew he was not going to imp

Scott's POV.I took a glimpse of my watch and noticed it was already past 8. I was getting impatient. The only reason I came here was because Justin claimed he had news on who shoved Naomi off the cruise ship.I pulled out my phone angrily and dialed Justin's number for the fifth time that evening. My call was forwarded to voicemail, as it had been previously.“Fuck this.” I said to myself, getting up the chair. I carried my coat and stormed out of the restaurant. I should have known better than wasting my time waiting for Justin.I decided to go home to grab some items before heading back to the hospital. Since I was not going to the office to work, I have been working remotely.I pulled over in front of my house and sauntered into the building. I went upstairs and stuffed my bag with some casual outfits and also books that I know Naomi liked. I planned to read them to her that evening. Even if she was unconscious, I knew she would hear me read it out to her.I got out of my room and

Naomi’s POV.I walked through the parking lot of the house, slowly approaching the porch. My whole body felt dizzy as I approached the building. There were a lot of memories here and they were all painful ones.I hadn't been here since the divorce and I now understood why. This particular building had a significant impact on me, and they were all negative. I was weak and helplessly in love, I didn't deserve everything I went through.I finally got to the door and reluctantly knocked at it. I knocked over a minute and there was no answer. Just as I turned around and was about to leave, I heard the door being unlocked from inside. I came to a halt abruptly, and in less than a second, I found myself facing Justin.He appeared unkempt, making me wonder what was wrong. It was so unlike him. I knew Justin had always been a well-organized man, from his body to his home, but the man standing in front of me appeared very different.His hair was scattered, the buttons of his shirt were loose. H

Naomi's POV.“You are drunk.” I stated as soon as I got to where Scott stood.“I think this is my cue to leave.” Lily said, picking her bag from the sofa. She walked out of the office leaving a drunk Scott and I.“Come on, this way.” I said, leading him to my office rest room.“We have to talk.” He said continuously as we moved to the rest room. I knew he wasn't in the right frame of mind right so he was most likely going to say what he didn't mean.“We will talk when you are sober again.” I said as I opened the door to the restroom. I took him to the bathtub and had him seat inside. I switched on the shower and watched it pour down on Scott. Cold water always helped in situations like this and aside that, that was the only thing I could think of.I called Fred and asked him to get me new clothes down the Street. I couldn't leave Scott in drenched clothes. After some time, Fred came back with a new shirt and trouser which Scott changed into.With the help of Fred, we were able to carr

Justin's POVWorking with Naomi's advice, I decided to pay my father a visit. At this point, I was desperate. Any piece of information might be valuable to me.My dad got downstairs and stared at me with venom in his eyes.“Well, well, well, if it isn't the prodigal son.” He said in a dramatic manner. “`What are you doing here Justin? Did you come to rub it off on me that you are on the verge of stealing my company away from me?” He added.“I came here to talk.” I said sternly. “I know for a fact that you know something about the disappearance of my mother. You might as well tell me now.” I said.“What's all this about? I have told you before that I don't know a thing about it. Your mother left us, she left you because she probably found a better life somewhere.”“You are lying dad.” I yelled angrily. “There is a lot you are not telling me and I will find out.” I said angrily. “Do you know what it means to be receiving videos like this from an unknown number?” I yelled. I pulled out m