Lahat ng Kabanata ng Ruin me, Mr Billonaire : Kabanata 81 - Kabanata 87

Desmond POVIt was almost midnight. Cyanne still wasn't back.Lavanda had never kept late nights, nor had she ever left our home cold and without a warm dinner waiting on the table. I had never realized just how much I relied on that comforting presence until she walked out of my life.The mouthwatering aroma of her freshly baked chicken, or the savory scent of her seasoned fish served with steamed broccoli, used to filter through the entire house while she cooked. It was a home filled with warmth and life. But I had taken it all for granted—never appreciating her care until the bankruptcy hit and I could no longer afford to pay a full staff of maids to clean up after us.I pulled a blister pack of medication from my inner jacket pocket and popped out a single pill.There was not a scrap of food in the kitchen to help digest the heavy drug properly. This wasn't the first of many nights I had slept on a hollow, growling stomach, simply too exhausted to argue or fight anymore.But tonig

Desmond PovMy grip tightened around her throat. She struggled to breathe, her face turning a pale, sickly shade under the harsh bathroom light.I didn't want to stop. She had caused me a lifetime of pain that couldn't be quenched with mere words.Her fingers slapped frantically against my arms, tearing painfully at my hands, trying to pry my fingers loose."I can… help… don't kill me," she choked out, fighting for air. "I will be doing everyone a favor.""If you kill me… Lavanda will hate you."I bit my lip, slowly releasing my grip. I couldn't bear the thought of Lavanda hating me. I still loved her just as much as I had before everything fell apart.The house, my company, my bank account—everything had remained in ruins ever since she left.Cyanne held her bruised neck, staring up at me in absolute shock. I had endured so much because of our son: her late nights, her clubbing, her complete lack of common decency. I was finally done.My eyes burned through her skin."I have a plan w

That voice that perfume I can recognize the smell anywhere even if I was locked up in a cell.He's staring at me with a smile on his face. I don't know if my ex husband thinks he has nine lives but I am at my limit. Who allowed you back here?I might not be wealthy but I do know a lot of people.Get out with your stupid roses and placard.Two thousand grand. What?That's what it cost me to put everything together. I fold my arms. I don't care. All of this doesn't matter.He placed a hand against his chest. Forgive me, I didn't know you were pregnant when I threw you out. It's been seven years and all I get is an apology.What do you want my bank account? The company? I will give it all to be with you.It's too late.Then tell me what you need, tell me what I can do. Nothing. I am doing fine on my own and I am married.Lisa is my daughter. I deserve to be in her life. He argued like fate didn't give him that chance and it slipped through his fingers.She isn't yours.Liar. He snar

Desmond POV My shirt is rumpled and tie out of place as I walked to my son's room at the same hospital.He's sleeping and no longer on drip. I sat at the chair. The doctor said he's due to be discharged.Apparently he's bruises were halfway healed. It wasn't that bad and also the fever. Can I ask the doctor for few more days to pay for the medical fees? I don't even know how this works.I don't have any savings left and the little I had got blown up by Cyanne excessive shopping. It's all my fault. I shouldn't have provoked my boss. Cyanne assured me this will work, I believed her. I pressed my palm covering my face. His fees would be extremely expensive. Dad…. are you okay? I heard Will's voice nudging me. Hey buddy. Did you sleep good. He gave a slight nod. When do we go home? He slowly sat up on the bedside. Tomorrow. I smiled.Is mom at home?No, she's still locked up. I lied.Am afraid of mom. She beats me at every slight provocation. I don't want to go back. I leaned in