บททั้งหมดของ Marrying The Arrogant Billionaire : บทที่ 31 - บทที่ 40

CHAPTER 30KATRINA“Ah, damnit it… that freaking hurts.”The moment I regained consciousness, a sharp, throbbing pain exploded inside my head, like someone was repeatedly punching me from the inside. I couldn’t stop myself from swearing, the pain was that intense.My hand instinctively went to my head, fingers tangling in my own hair as I winced. “Ugh… damn…” I groaned softly. I didn’t even want to open my eyes yet, it felt like if I did, the pounding in my skull would only get worse.For a while, I just lay there, eyes shut tight, trying to ride out the ache. But then, out of nowhere, an image flashed across my mind, so vivid and unexpected that my eyes flew open.“That was… a strange dream,” I whispered to myself, shaking my head roughly as if I could shake the memory loose. My cheeks warmed. Seriously, of all things, why on earth would I dream of something that filthy?“Ouch… my head hurts…”Every part of me wanted to stay in bed, to sink deeper into the warmth of my sheets but t

CHAPTER 32KATRINAHe froze, clearly caught off guard. For a moment, he didn’t say anything. Instead, he reached for his glass of water and took two quick gulps. Then, with a faint clink, he set the glass back down a little too firmly.When he lifted his gaze again, his eyes met mine with a kind of hesitant determination. “I am… sorry about last night.”“About what?”Pierre’s gaze dropped for a moment before he lifted it again, meeting mine with a mixture of guilt and hesitation. “I know you already know what happened,” he said softly, his deep voice carrying a note of remorse.“You’re hiding something on your neck… so it proves that you remember what I’ve done.” He exhaled, his shoulders sinking slightly. “It’s my fault. I’m sorry. It won’t happen again.”“It’s fine,” I replied almost too quickly.He blinked, clearly taken aback by my response. “What?” he asked, his brows furrowing slightly in confusion.I set my fruit fork down on the plate with a small clink and turned to face him,

CHAPTER 34KATRINA“With what?” he cut in sharply.“Did you come all the way here just to tell me to go home?” I asked, my eyes narrowing as I stared at him, trying to gauge what he really wanted from me.“No,” he said after a short pause. “I really came here to apologize.”“If you’re here just to say sorry, then fine, apology accepted. But don’t try to force me to leave. I’m not ready to go yet.” I turned my gaze away.“It’s dangerous for you to be here, Katrina,” he said. “Look around you, there are too many men wandering about.” His eyes swept across the far side of the pool deck, where a few figures lingered.“I can defend myself,” I said.He let out a short, dry laugh and arched a brow. “With what?” he challenged. “Those tiny fists of yours?”I raised an eyebrow at him. “Well, yes, are you happy now?”He swallowed hard, his Adam’s apple bobbing as he looked at me with that gaze of his.“You’re still mad at me, aren’t you?” he asked carefully.“I’m not,” I said, crossing my arms. “

CHAPTER 36KATRINAI stared at Pierre calmly.“I have no idea what you’re talking about,” I said, keeping my voice steady. “But if that’s what you think of me, then fine. Maybe that’s for the best. It’s better than pretending we don’t see each other’s flaws, don’t you think?”I didn’t give him the chance to reply. Before he could even form a word, I pushed myself up from my seat. “I’m cold. I’m going back.”The air was sharp against my skin, and since I hadn’t brought a jacket, I really had no choice but to return to the suite, though I hadn’t even managed to enjoy the time I’d planned to spend out here.Originally, I wanted to stay until midnight, to savor the peace and maybe clear my head. But now, I didn’t see the point. I turned my back on him and began to walk away. A few seconds later, I heard movement behind me, Pierre had stood up, just as I expected, and was now following me.I let him be.We walked down the stairs together, neither of us saying a word. When we reached the el

CHAPTER 38KATRINA “What difference would it make if I married that woman?” Pierre asked.Madame’s lips pressed into a thin line. “Do I really have to spell out the obvious reasons why I’ve chosen Queen for you?” Pierre gave a defiant shrug. “Yeah, I know, she’s pretty,” he muttered.Madame nodded slightly at his remark, though her eyes glinted with irritation. “She’s not just pretty,” she continued firmly. “She’s the only daughter of a billionaire… while...” Her voice trailed off as she turned her gaze to me. "What was it you do for a living again? Your father is… a mere driver, isn’t he?”“Yes, Madame,” I answered softly, trying to sound polite.She turned to Pierre with a sharp sigh. “Percival, it would be a disgrace to our bloodline if my eldest son were to marry a woman as poor as her.”“Don’t disrespect her in front of us, Mom,” Pierre said firmly. “Please. It’s fucking embarrassing.”Madame’s eyes widened slightly, offended by her son’s choice of words. “They should be the on