Lahat ng Kabanata ng Marry My Billionaire Second Husband : Kabanata 21 - Kabanata 30

Her heart dropped to her stomach. Amelia couldn’t understand why, but she felt ready to hurl.A woman in a bedroom.Matteo Montgomery, freshly out of the shower, wrapped in nothing but a towel around his waist.Even a fool could figure out what they had been up to before Amelia had so rudely interrupted.Amelia needed to escape. Embarrassment flooded through her body and her toes dug into the floor. There was nothing she wanted more than to bury herself alive so as to hide from the awkward scenario."I’m so sorry―!" She had barely even squeezed the words out of her lips before Matteo’s calm voice interrupted her."I’ll be back," Matteo said, tossing the words back to the woman in the room without even turning his head. His gaze was locked onto Amelia’s, and his hand on her waist tightened its grip, disallowing her to run away in a panic.He stepped forward and out of the room, closing the door shut with his other hand. Due to his movements, they were now pressed even closer to one ano

The resounding click of the door lock had Amelia nearly tumbling out of bed in panic. She all but shoved Matteo away, kicking and crawling before she accidentally pulled Matteo down onto her. At the same time, the door opened, and a woman stepped in, causing Amelia to freeze where she was.Matteo had to prop himself up using his arms, though his face was barely hovering above Amelia’s. His lips were so close, and for the hundredth time that night, Amelia found her gaze wandering where it should never lay.A short gasp sounded, and Amelia tried to peep over Matteo to have a look at who it was, only to be blocked by Matteo. His arms were two unmovable pillars, one at each side, and they wedged her firmly in place."What the fu―""Get out," Matteo lowly said without even turning back. He remained as he was, using his body to hide Amelia from view.Instantly, Amelia broke out in cold sweat. Her clothes felt as though they were soaked through at this rate.This was it. She was a homewrecke

"Don’t need to be shy," Aubrey said, quickly passing her a piece of tissue. "You won’t be the first woman he slept with, and you won’t be the last. It’s just life.""Thanks for letting me know," Amelia said politely, even as her heart sank to her shoes at Aubrey’s words.Just as she expected, her boss was a secret playboy. He was wealthy and good-looking, not to mention a knight in shining armor. Amelia couldn’t say she was surprised to hear that he had game when it came to charming ladies. But nevertheless, she had to quickly clarify matters."But I’m not upset about it, because nothing happened between us," Amelia said firmly. "We have a professional boss-and-employee relationship, nothing more.""Professional boss-and-employee relationship?" Aubrey raised an eyebrow and her voice, pointing an accusing finger at the plethora of breakfast goods on the table. "All this breakfast food for a mere staff? You’re not even his boss; he is yours. Not even my boyfriend buys me such a spread w

"See? She gets it!" Ronan declared. "Your own reputation will suffer too if we don’t handle this right. Oh wait, I haven’t introduced myself yet. I’m Ronan Sullivan, it’s nice to meet you, Amelia Kentwood. I’m sorry it’s not under better circumstances."Amelia shook his outstretched hand. "You already know my name?""How could I not, when this man keeps on yapping about―"Matteo cleared his throat loudly, and Ronan quickly changed tack. "Anyways, I’m back because I’m this man’s best friend and I need to make sure he does not create a bigger PR disaster. I can’t trust him. Blow over. Yeah right. You might as well blow me―""This man is right here with ears, and he wants to remind you that he’s your boss," Matteo grumbled. "And you’re my self-proclaimed best friend.""Is there any other candidate for that position?" Ronan raised a challenging eyebrow. "Nevermind, I’m not here to argue with you about this. I’m here to hopefully solve this issue before it turns into a full-blown crisis. T

Unfortunately, going home turned out to be a terrible decision. Just as Ronan had predicted, Amelia spotted hordes of paparazzi camped outside her father’s apartment. The crowd was visible even a distance away. As they didn’t live in a gated area, there was no barrier save for the front door and a few flights of stairs stopping them from charging in and entering her house.Amelia saw her father lean out the open window, brandishing a broom."Scram before I call the police!" He yelled at them, enraged. His face was a ruddy red, and he looked ready to explode.However, the paparazzi did not abate― far from it, they intensified with his actions. They began to yell questions at him. Camera flashes went off in rapid unison as they snapped photos of him screaming, his mouth stretched in an angry, unflattering yowl as he demanded that they vacate the premises."Mr. Kentwood, are you aware of the rumors surrounding your daughter?""Where is Amelia, Mr. Kentwood? We wish to speak to her!""Mr.