All Chapters of The Billionaire's Runaway Maid: Chapter 871 - Chapter 880

Sa pangalawang pagkakataon, para akong binuhusan ng yelo sa pagkabigla sa narinig. Beverly Sarmiento took a step causing the knife to pressed more to her skin. I didn't falter my hold to it, I don't care if she'll die right here, right now. Nanlalabo ang tingin ko. "My son is his..." she uttered again but this time, her voice cracked. "He's sick and he wanted to meet his father. Reon doesn't love him nor care for him and my son...he wanted a father and I had no choice but to look for Hail." She sounded so sincere but I can't focus on that because of my own pain. "And what's next, huh?" giit ko. "You needed him for your son yet you are the one who's satisfying yourself everytime you two f-fucked? Ganoon mo ginustong maging ina?" "She's out of this," Hail spoke. "I still love her," he added, sounding so certain. Muli ak

"Cat fight," tipid kong sagot. Bumalik ang tingin ko sa harap habang sa gilid ng mata ko ay nakita ko naman siyang nilingos ang aking gawi. May titig na kuryuso. "You can't fool me," he said through gritted teeth. There's resistance on his voice as he tried so hard to stop himself from sounding aggressive. "I just don't want to talk about it," binigyan ko ng katapusan iyong kaniyang pang-uusisa. He blew harsh air before I saw him nodded. Mukhang napilitan. "Have you seen my phone?" He pointed at the dashboard. Agad kong kinuha iyon. I opened it. Bumungad agad ang larawan na nakunan ko kanina. I stared at it for a couple of minutes. Images of scenario earlier flashed on my mind and the pain emerge again. The pain came back with the memories of what occured. "That's Beverly Sarmiento," he mumbled, sounding bewildered. N

"I'll take a shower and I'll eat after. I feel hungry," I told him. Binigyan niya ako ng kaunting espasyo nang bumaba ang paa ko sa sahig. I smiled at him. "I'm... fine now," I assured him. He licked hiw lowerlip and he gave me a curt nod. Marahan kong tinahak ang bathroom ng hotel room at nag-asikaso ng sarili. While alone in that bathroom, I started drifting my focus to somewhere else. I thought to myself that I'm famish but the truth is I'm not. I thought to myself that everything will be alright... even though I know, kahit mabalik pa kami ni Hail sa pagsasama at 'di nga maghiwalay, hindi na ganoon kaayos ang relasyon namin. As I emerged from the bathroom, draped in a bathrobe, my gaze landed on a paper bag filled with clothes resting on the bed. A rush of warmth enveloped my heart. Had he bought these clothes for me? It was as if he had anticipated my needs even before I had

Tyron took me to TriMall, although he wanted to accompany me, I had already made up my mind. Hindi ko gustong idamay ang bata sa galit ko. Gusto kong ganoon din siya. Tyron has no issue with dealing with the kid. Noong nakita lang ako sa ganoong sitwasyon siya umayaw bigla. I blew cold air from my lips after I sipped the cold mocha milktea. Nakaupo ako sa gilid ng coffee shop sa loob ng mall, nagpapalamig matapos ang ilang oras na paglilibot. I bought some things for the kids and for me. Panandalian lang akong nakakawala sa problema at isipin dahil ngayon, kahit kauupo ko pa lamang ay pinamumunuan na agad ang dibdib ko ng sakit. I noticed camera flashes and whispers coming from people near my table. They likely captured a photo of me. They're still at it, huh?   Kahit naglabas pa ng statement si Ryker na hindi ako iyon, patuloy pa rin sila. Ganoon naman talaga ang mga tao. Hangga't may gustong patunayan, hindi

Kinakagat-kagat ko ang fries, iniisip na mabibigyan ako ng kasagutan sa mga tanong ko kung nag-iisip habang kumakain. "Is that how you eat that?" Tyron's voice took me from the clouds. He sounded a bit shock. Hindi ko alam na pinanonood niya ako. I wipe some excess sauce out of my lips. "Uh, yeah.You want some?" Siya naman ang bumili nito at mukhang... hindi pa siya nakakatikim. "Give me one," he chirped. "The one dipped on ice cream," he added. I did what he said. Tatlong fries pa nga ang isinawsaw ko at inilapit sa kaniya. Umiwas ako ng tingin nang isubo niya iyon. "How was it?" I asked to lessen the awkwardness I am feeling. "Taste good. But I know a better sauce that will suit this." Naalala ko na ketchup nga pala ang talagang sawsawan noon. "Oh! May ketchup din na kasama.