Our Billion-Worth Twins

Chapter 158

Cedrick’s car was barely three centimeters away from the other car, and they nearly crashed into one another.

Cedrick’s face was red, though it was either due to rage or excessive emotional suppression. He furiously held up Catelyn by her collar and snarled, “Catelyn, sit properly, now!” Catelyn suddenly tilted her little face and looked up at him, then planted a kiss on his lips.

“B*tch!” Jamie threw his phone against the wall, causing it to shatter as it fell to the floor.

He tugged at his tie, enraged. He lost Catelyn to another man, again! Even though he had divorced Catelyn a long time ago, he still felt as though she cheated on him. Text property © Nôvel(D)ra/ma.Org.

son, so how could she do this with another man?

This was betrayal!

The morning sun shone through the window panes and landed softly on the clean, white sheets. Catelyn slowly woke up from her dreams. She felt like her head was splitting as though she had a hangover. She was so weak that she did not feel like lifting her fingers at all. It was only after a full minute did Catelyn realize she was lying on the hotel bed. She held her breath and quickly turned around

A zoomed-in version of Cedrick’s handsome face was presented before her.

He slept soundly like a baby. Perhaps it was because he was asleep that he did not look as intimidating as he usually was.

However, his forehead was crumpled, and he looked exhausted.

Numerous scenes from last night flashed before her eyes. Catelyn recalled how she had been drugged, and Queenie brought a few men, intending to humiliate her.

They even set up a camera, planning to record the entire process.

She remembered putting up a fight against the three men, too. While she was struggling, she picked up one ashtray and slammed it against the scalp of one of the men. Then, she turned to the door, attempting to escape, but was captured. What happened, then? Why was she lying next to Cedrick at this very second?

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Catelyn knocked on her skull, her head heavy and messy. She could barely think straight. Quietly, she removed Cedrick’s gigantic palm on her waist and wanted to leave the bed. Just when she stood up, a large hand reached out and pulled her into the bed again. Cedrick’s eyes were dark as ever; he did not look like he just woke up at all. – “You’re awake?” he spoke, his voice hoarse after slumber.

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