Todos los capítulos de Once A Doormat, Now A Famous Billionaire Heiress: Capítulo 181 - Capítulo 190

E L I J A HThe generator was a piece of shit. I could feel the frustration building inside me as I worked on the engine, my hands covered in grease. Anna was lucky I didn't kill her for interrupting me with Bianca.I had been so close. I could almost taste her fear, feel her body trembling beneath mine. But she had to open her stupid mouth and talk about things she knew nothing about. A wounded little boy? The nerve of her.But she was right. And that’s what pissed me off the most.I had spent my entire life living in Damian's shadow. He was the golden child, the one who could do no wrong. And I was the screw up, the disappointment. No matter what I did, it was never good enough.I worked harder, fought dirtier, and I still couldn't get what I wanted.I was sent from homes to homes and kept on getting rejected by every family because and I quote, ‘I was too much for them’. At least that’s what they told me. They never loved me. No one has ever loved me. And no one ever will.And that

B I A N C AI sat in Damian’s car, my body still shaken up from trauma as he drove closely behind the van to the hospital. Anna and Chloe sat in the back of the van with Alejandro. I was glad Chloe was getting medical attention. She looked pale and weak, but she was alive. That's all that mattered.We arrived at the hospital a short while later. The ride was quiet and I could feel Damian’s eyes on me every few seconds. He was worried. I could see it in the way he gripped the steering wheel, his knuckles white. He wanted to say something, but he didn't know what. And I didn't have the energy to make conversation.I was taken to the SANE exam and I laid on the hospital bed, my body stiff with anxiety. Damian sat in a chair beside me, holding my hand. The nurse, a kind woman with a gentle smile, explained everything she was going to do before she did it. She was patient and understanding, and after the violence I’ve been exposed to these past week, I appreciated her gentle approach.The

C H L O EI finally summoned the courage to call Marco during his video call hours at the rehab center. My hands trembled as I pressed the dial button, and my heart hammered in my chest as I waited for him to answer.When his face appeared on the screen, a smile immediately broke out on his face. "Chloe! I've been so worried. I've been calling, but you never pick up. Already giving up on me?" He tried to joke, but I could tell he was genuinely concerned.I forced a smile, but it didn't reach my eyes. "I'm sorry," I said, my voice a little shaky. "It's... it's been a chaotic few days."It was then he finally got a glimpse of the yellowish green bruise peeking from the collar of my robe as I shifted on the bed. The smile vanished from his face, replaced by a look of confusion."What the hell is that?" he growled, his voice dangerously low.I tried to angle the camera away, but it was too late. "It's nothing, Marco. Just a little... accident.""Don't you dare lie to me, Chloe," he snarle

B I A N C AIan turns six today, and I’ve been feeling a whole lot of emotions this morning. I couldn’t believe I had a six year old now. I went from being with a man who treated me like a piece of crap to being with a man who loves me unconditionally. Then I had an amazing son who made me realize that I could love someone else more than I love myself.I was standing in the kitchen, my hands covered in flour, when I felt a pair of strong arms wrap around my waist."Happy birthday to our little guy," Damian murmured, his chin resting on my shoulder.I leaned back against him, a sigh of contentment escaping my lips. "I know," I said, my voice a little emotional. "He's growing up so fast.""He is," Damian agreed. "But he's a great kid. We did good, Mrs. Moretti.""We did," I said, turning my head to kiss him. "We did very good."The front door burst open then, and in came a whirlwind of energy and excitement."Happy birthday, little man!" Chloe and Marco shouted in unison, their arms lad

B I A N C AI woke up to the sound of my phone buzzing. I groaned, rolling over to grab it from the nightstand. It was a text from Chloe.A picture of her and Marco. She was wearing a simple white sundress and a sun hat, her new wedding band sparkling in the sunlight. Marco was kissing her cheek, a goofy grin on his face. They were on a beach. They looked so happy.The text underneath read: "Woke up a Mrs.! Have fun with my little godson today! Love you both!"I smiled, a warm feeling spreading through my chest. I was so happy for her. She deserved all the happiness in the world."What's got you smiling so early?" Damian mumbled, rolling over and wrapping an arm around my waist."Just looking at this," I said, showing him the phone.He looked at the picture, a small smile on his face. "They look good," he said. "Happy.""They do," I agreed, putting the phone down. "I can’t wait to have them back, though. To be able to celebrate with them properly.""Me too," he said, kissing my should