Semua Bab THE REVENGE OF THE CHUBBY HEIRESS: Bab 121 - Bab 130

JESSIE“You aren't going, and that's final."Stephen was not hiding it at all this time. He was not trying to be cool about it. It was the first time he was going full commando on me. “But Stephen…” “No buts." He shook his head and put my phone into his pocket. I tried to reach it, but he was not giving it to me. “She knows we know, and she is trying to draw you into danger." “I know, but if we are two steps ahead of her, then…” "No," he shook his head, cutting me off. “With Lauren, how can you be sure you'd be two steps ahead of her? She could put her husband in danger. Why do you think she won't hurt you? Just because you share blood with her?” The room fell silent, and it was only then that I realised he was almost screaming his lungs off. “I can't bear to lose you, Jessie," he said in a shaky, quiet voice. “How am I ever going to live without you in my life?" I gasped at his words. Was I being selfish for wanting to sacrifice myself? I knew Lauren was not the kind to sit o

STEPHENThe SUV was already going at an unhealthy pace, but all I could think about was the way the sound of Jessie’s breathing kept lowering in sound. She was slurring and struggling, and I hated that I was not closer. I shouldn't have given in to her when she tried to force me to stay far away so as not to raise suspicion with Lauren. “We need to sell it well," she said. Her look alone was enough to make me break down my walls for her, and now she was in danger, and I was the only one to blame. A sound of glasses shattering, and all I could see was red. "Daniel, if we don't get there in sixty seconds, I am going to have to take the wheel myself," I screamed, clutching the handle of the door tighter than I could. The sound of a single gunshot stopped my heart. I gasped, a shaky breath escaping my lips. I closed my eyes, my heart pounding louder.Daniel didn't stop at the gate. He fired through the locked gate with speed, causing us to go through with lethal force. I didn't wait

JESSIEI slowly opened my eyes and turned my head. The relaxant that Lauren had given me had worn off, but I could still feel a slight buzz in my head. The room was empty except for Timothy, who was found asleep in the wheelchair next to me. I closed my eyes, trying to focus on the present, but my mind kept going to the room. The fear of being killed resurfaced. The memory of Marcus pointing the gun at Lauren instead of me. I groaned and sat up in bed. The sound of the gunshot re-echoed in my mind. the hazy sight of Lauren lying with a bled-out arm and Stephen swooping me up. “Yeah, great,” I murmured, trying to be as quiet as possible so I didn't wake Timothy. “One more thing I have to be traumatised about." The door opened, and it was the caretaker. I nodded to her as she moved to roll him away. She moved him so quietly that he didn't even move. I looked around the room again, as if there were supposed to be a secret room where Stephen would pop out of. Why was he not here whe

JESSIEIt took about three more days of observation at the hospital for me. Now it was not because the doctors had to keep me back but because Stephen insisted on the best care regardless of the cost. Timothy was already getting stronger. “He would soon be ready to be discharged," the doctor said on our way out. It was really much-needed good news that we all needed. Mr Rockefeller had been able to get his daughter under wraps; at least that was what we had to believe. She had been really quiet, and I couldn't shake off her voice in my head from when she visited my room. “And Mrs Harrington, the moment anything feels off…” “I will come straight to the hospital." The doctor has repeated that warning a million times in my ear since he decided to discharge me. I could almost swear that he was paid off by Stephen to push that narrative onto me. “Thank you, Doctor," I said as we walked out. Tina had decided to come home with us. “My house is lonely, and I think you might need the c

STEPHENI was supposed to be picking my wife up for a surprise lunch, not waving her from across the street with a man in a mismatched suit. “And he calls himself a fashion icon? How pathetic," I murmured to myself and sighed. I could barely hear the interaction because of the distance, but I hated the way she was relaxed and the smile that stretched her face more than it should have.Mateo leaned in and whispered something. I saw conflict flash through her face before she smiled through it and nodded. They both turned to the cart and placed their order. I wanted to storm out of the car and at them. Wrap my hands around her waist and kiss her. I wanted to mark my claim so this pretty boy knew not to come after her. If I did that, I would be seen as jealous and possessive. Maybe Jessie would even think I was embarrassing her and that I didn't want to. ‘You were supposed to be keeping an eye on Jessie. One more score I have to settle with you soon. ' I sent a text to Tina and tosse