Secret Billionaire’s Contract Bride: Marrying My Enemy’s Lover

Chapter 98

I was still seething from the little interaction that had with Corions Teould not believe dot my hodist but not very ver her into our home but he had spilled my pregnancy to her. We had not even innomment in

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The worst part was he hadn’t even asked me if it was okay. He just went ahead and did

Even when he tried to explain it to me, it still didn’t make sense in my head. There was no need for her in

me a bitch if you must but I didn’t buy her story

Yes, it was tragic and heartbreaking but there was something off about it. My husband was oild because theing fienden laneta was his forte. And my sister was hooked because she was in a similar experience. She felt like the had found

in her- but she hadn’t

I could trust Angela just about as far as I could throw her I knew that she was the kind of person to do whatever he sanded to do in order or get her way in anything. And if she needed to lie her way to getting what de winted che

that. She was just that kind of person and no one was seeing the snake skin she had on

1 sipped on my water trying to calm the internal battle that was going on in my head. I pretended to sleep in Damoni ready for work. I didn’t want to talk to him. I had nothing to say to him about the matter. He knew not to bring

I guess those rules were all out the window.

I wanted to be understanding and caring toward the woman who had outright told me that I was not good menigh (sr man that I chose to marry. But it was so difficult.

But what hurt me the most wasn’t the fact that Damon had hadden her in our home. It was the fact that he had defenderd | and scolded me. He had bought into her hes and had turned has anger on me.

How had I suddenly turned into the villain in the story?

I hated it when we fought, especially over her. Who was she in the grand scheme of things! She was irrelevant but webehore she had managed to be a reoccurring problem for us. I had distanced myself from Gabriel, so why could he nor do the warmer with her?

I stared at the gift she had handed me yesterday, still perched on the kitchen island. She said it happened ta ber tibe the market right now but I didn’t give a shit. I should have thrown it at her head when I had the chance

She had no business handing that to me nor did she have any business hugging my husband the way she has. La some kind of cruel and sick joke. I had been hoping it was nothing but a fever dream but it was my orality. My sad twisted reality.

I placed the glass down and walked over to where the stupid present was. I glared at it like it had been the case

“Here you go. Congratulations,” I mimicked her nasally little voice “Who the hell does she think she is? The wound a literally trying to be me and everyone is completely oblivious to it

I groaned and walked to the living room I still had about a week off before we started ainung

happier about that fact. I was tired of being cooped up at home when everyone else was working I had being we k

I grabbed my phone and looked at the group chat with my friends. I hadn’t spoken to them in days and o so hectic

Lucas: Are you even alive???!

Me Yeah just been feeling super drained and just frustrated.

Jenna Talk to us, babes We are all cars

Lucas: Who do I need to kill? No one can be stressing out our little mama-to-be

I smiled, this was why I loved these guys. They were always so attentive to me and they cared. They would talk los on day of the week with no questions asked. I wished that it had been the same for my sister and husband. They had wen side of the enemy.

Me: I’m fine just dealing with this whole Angela mess. The woman is everywhere. She wana ug lite si buck und njenim Rina and Damon on her side is like a slap to my face I hate it

Jenna. I’m sorry babes Have you tried sitting down and talking to them? What have they said

Lucas I can set her car on fire for you Or I could get my cousin to register her as a sea code and Canada-he’s a hacker. He does crazy shit like that all the tune.

Jenna: That’s illegal, Lucas

Lucas: Revenge is rarely legal. What’s your point? My girl is sad, therefore someone must pax. And singe Me Mes love of her life and Corinna is her sister, they are off-limits So might as well take out the source of the you wouldn’t shoot a man down for her

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Chapter 98 Jenna Fair

A laugh bubbled out of my throat. They somehow always managed to make me feel ten times better. For just a few seconds 1 was able to forget all the issues and problems that I was facing.

I was typing my reply when I heard a loud banging on my door.

“What the hell?” I got up from the couch and made my way to the foyer. I checked my phone but security had said nothing about a guest and I had not been expecting anyone.

Oh my God. If this was Angela I was going to fight her.

But when I got to the door it wasn’t Angela at all.

“Ashton?” I stared at the man who towered over me. He had this look of deep seeded rage on his face and his eyes blazed with the fury of a thousand suns. “How did you get up here? Why are you-

He pushed me into the house, his hand on my shoulders shoving me deeper into the foyer. I tried to let out a scream but he covered my mouth with his hand.

“You dumb bitch! You think those little articles are funny? You get off on ruining people’s lives?”

He shoved me back causing me to fall on the floor.

“Ashton, what do you want?” I got to my feet quickly and faced him making sure to not turn my back. My eyes darted all over trying to find the quickest escape route.

“Do you think that you and your little husband can just ruin my campaign and still get to live?! And that wife of mine. That little disobedient wench, where is she?”

He was closing in on me, the way that a lion would to its prey. Slowly, he stalked me.

“You need to leave, my security will be here any second”

He let out a low and humorless laugh that caused a shiver down my spine. “Security? The same security that I just bypassed? They won’t be coming to save you, Ads.”

“Don’t call me that,” I spat.

“Oh come now, you loved when I called you that before. What’s changed? I bet you still love the feel of my hands on your skin. My touch did always get you going, how about we rewind back to the good old days.”

My stomach lurched in disgust. The thought of his hands on mine was like acid to my tongue. I didn’t want any part of him

close to me.

“Touch me and you know my husband will kill you.”

“Oh but he’s not here,” he sneered as he drew in closer and the fear poured into me. “And by the time I’m done with you. I will be gone in the wind.”

My back hit the wall behind me.

Crap

Ashton moved in closer as I continued to press my back against the wall. His arms caged me and I tried to push up against him but he was solid and wouldn’t budge.

I was trapped.

“Oh sweet little, Adie.” His eyes roamed the length of my body hungrily. “I’m going to have so much fun with you.”

One second he was on me and the next he was launched backward and standing in his place was my furious husband. His fists were balled at his side and his eyes had murder in them.

“I warned you,” his voice was abnormally calm which only added to the scariness, “and now I’m going to kill you.”