All Chapters of Claimed by the billionaire at the altar: Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

When papa was asleep, I left the room to go sit at the park. I felt suffocated by Nate and his parents' presence and I needed to clear my head. I could feel Nate limping behind me but I didn’t turn to look at him. He knew how to upset me. If we were going to get married, then we’d have to do it without his parents input all the time. If my parents were overbearing like his, I doubt the wedding would still hold.“Come on Jane, wait for me,” he called, trying to catch upI increased my pace. “What is wrong with you?” he asked as he caught up to me.He held my hand and turned me to him. I couldn’t look him in the eyes. I had to tell him everything that happened. “Nate, my father is recovering and this is what you came to do with your parents? Why do you guys treat us like that?” He sighed and ran his unhurt hand through his hair. “You made Zac disrespect me in front of everyone. This isn’t the first time, Jane. He beat me up because of you. Do you know he’s in love with you?”I

I woke up with a headache, a rumbling tummy and a hundred fresh roses. I couldn’t remember the last time I cried myself to sleep but thanks to Zac, now I do. It was a new day but I still felt so much hurt and anger in my heart. It upset me more that the kiss was so good and I couldn’t stop thinking about it, I wanted more of it. I dreamt about Zac again, he confessed his love for me and he apologized and we were happy. Of course, it was all a dream. I was in the garden. I could see Zac standing at the balcony of his home office from the corner of my eye, watching me. He made me morning coffee and breakfast but I rejected it as asked the chef to make me the same thing. I smiled at the bouquet of flowers, maybe I smiled too much because I was trying to make Zac jealous. There was a bit attached to it. It was from Nate and he was apologizing for all that had happened and he wanted us to carry on with our relationship. In the past, we never had this many issues or maybe we did but I

“I’m so glad I put him in his place,” Nate said as he droveI couldn’t get Zac’s sad face out of my head. I’ve never seen him that hurt, he was good at hiding his feelings. “I had to tell you something,” I burst outHe drives slowly. “Come on, Jane. Don’t tell me you feel sorry for Zac and you’re falling for his pathetic act. Why was he looking at you like that anyway?”I tore my eyes away from Nate and fixed them on the road. His voice didn’t hold any suspicion, he was simply curious. If Nate was lashing out at Zac, why was Zac looking at me with such pitiful eyes?Zac had his faults but he deserved love too. I hate that Nate said he was undeserving of love to his face. Zac wasn’t sensitive but from the look on his face, I knew Nate had struck something. “I think you were too harsh,” I said quietly, picking the hem of my shirt. “Babe,” he dragged. “He beat me up because of you. Was he trying to get me injured before our wedding? He’s so jealous of what we share,”I wasn’t goi

I woke up in a bed different from what I was used to. It took me a minute to register that I was in Nate’s house. I slipped on his shirt and went to the kitchen. He was preparing breakfast just like Zac did. It was nice to see him try to do something nice for me even with an injured arm. “Hey sleepyhead,” he smiled as he placed a kiss on my forehead.Something Zac would never do. He wasn’t affectionate. “I’ve whipped up breakfast. Pancakes, eggs, orange juice and some oats. I’m trying to treat my favorite girl special,”I smiled and placed a kiss on his lips. Life could be this simple. We sat at the table in the kitchen as we usually did for breakfast. “I’m thinking of moving into a bigger home,” he saidI nodded, taking a bite of my pancakes. They were nothing like Zac’s sandwiches but I appreciated them. They tasted familiar, like home. This was were I was meant to be. “When we get married, we need a bigger space for the children and with everything that has happened betw

“Jane,” he called after me. “Come back here, I’m not letting you drive in this condition.”I clicked my tongue. What was wrong with him? One minute, he cared so much, the next he was acting like I was the worst person in his life.We had said so many vile things to each other, it was best if we went separate ways. “Let Mr Vincent take you home if you must leave,” he said, staggering towards me.For the first time, I noticed his limp, he had hurt his knee too. Whatever caused his outrage must be definitely important to him. “If I must leave?” I scoffed. “You just asked me to leave your house and now you act like you care? Have you lost your mind, Zachary? Why are you so hot and cold? Pick a side!” He staggered again. I was worried he was going to lose balance. “Come in please,” he pleaded, his voice weak. “I’ll never forgive myself if something bad happens to you.”He staggered again but I caught him. “Zac, what have you done?” I asked in despair I helped him into the h