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11: Poppy's Call
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Forget About Me, Billionaire 12: Until the End of the World
CHRISTY:The phone almost slipped on my hands. Did Poppy know? How? Except for Raven, no one knows about my instant marriage. Who told her? I tried to whack my brain and remember who might be the one who told her, but no name came into my mind. I did not believe it was Everette's secretary. “Are you planning on denying it, Christy?” Poppy asked, sounding disappointed on the other line. “I thought we were sisters. No secrets between us.”My mouth opened and closed until I found myself saying, “W-Who told you?” I mumbled. Poppy was not the type who would say still without knowing what she wanted. She will get to the bottom of this. “The business world is small. My husband told me. It turned out Sebastian and Everette Watson, your husband, are also sharing the same circle of friends.”Are Everette and Sebastian friends?What was surprising about that? Everette seemed the friendly type. What I was surprised about was that Sebastian had friends. That man thought anything that would no
Forget About Me, Billionaire 13: Why?
CHRISTY:Honeymoon?“Are you kidding me?” I asked and watched how his pupils dilated. “No, no, no, Everette. If you're going to touch a single strand of my hair, you will regret it for the rest of your life. You hear me?”His face fell.“I have needs,” he pointed out.“And you have your fingers. Use them if you must. I've been using it for quite some time now.”I froze when I realized what I had said and Everette was looking at me with an amused expression.“You were touching yourself?”My heart jumped and looked for words to answer him.“I did not say that. You were hearing things.”I was about to run away from him to stop him from questioning me, but he blocked the door. “I never told you that you can go out, Tina.”“You're not going to force me to give myself to you.”He looked offended. “I never said I'm going to force you. If you don't, I won't. I'm not the type to force myself on women. They were the ones who were giving themselves.”I clicked my tongues together. “I'm not askin
Forget About Me, Billionaire 14: Mother's Knows Best
CHRISTY:As much as I hated the feeling, seeing Mom’s presence at my wedding despite hating me that much was enough for me to be happy. How funny was it that I was after her validations? I never learned. I was the same child who wanted her Momma's love. “You choose a civil wedding. That's not the kind of wedding I had in mind for my only daughter.”Acting as if she cared for me. Acting like she treated me like her own child. “There is nothing wrong with that,” I mumbled to myself and looked at the sky. “Any type of wedding is fine as long as the law accepts it. As long as I now bore the Watson family name. One of the most influential families in the country and on top of that, my husband is a billionaire and CEO.”“We want a church wedding. The traditional one.”Will there come a time when she will finally accept me and my brother? I hope it will come sooner.“You never attended church,” I commented. I was not also a frequent attendee, but I believed that an Almighty was being. Th
Forget About Me, Billionaire 15: Alcohol
CHRISTY:Instead of directly answering Everette, I muttered, “I don’t need you right now or any moment in my life.”I shifted my attention towards the darkness and closed my eyes. I still had no plans of entering the house any moment from now. I wanted to cool down my head so that I could sleep directly the moment I hit my bed. I felt him dragging something. Maybe a chair. There were vacant ones a little meters away.“Go away, Everette. I want to be alone.”“You need company.”“I will be the one to tell you that. Shoo.”“It’s not always good to be independent. You need others in your life, Tina,” he reminded. “I don't need anyone,” I insisted.My brother ran away. My parents did not know how to share their affections so I was forced to do everything on my own. “No. You're mistaken.”Irritation kicked in. Opening my eyes, I saw him put two chairs between us and the bottle was on the top of it. It was brandy and my mouth automatically watered at the sight. I need something to make m
Forget About Me, Billionaire 16: Mesmerized
CHRISTY:My dear husband was looking at me as if I had grown horns. “What's wrong?” he asked. He continued watching me until I got hold of myself while wiping the tears from the corner of my eyes. "You're definitely drunk," I commented grabbed the bottle from him, and took a sip which I regretted by the way. It had been a long time since I got drunk and the brandy felt like the first time I had tasted my alcohol. The strong taste of the alcohol was like an acid in my throat making me cough. “Easy. I can grab something lighter. I have a lot of ladies drinking inside.”“I don't need it.”I shivered as I could feel the remnants of the brandy in my throat. I made a mental note not to drink again. Besides, if I got drunk, I did not trust Everette around me. "What part was I wrong earlier?" he asked. “Why did you laugh? I don't get it.”Dang. I needed water, but I was too lazy to enter the house. "The part where not all men did is not after sex? Like hello? I've been with countles
Forget About Me, Billionaire 17: Heavy
CHRISTY:What the fuck was wrong with me? Lusting over my enemy? No freaking way!So what if Everette had lickable abs? What if he looked appetizing just sitting right in front of me? I should never let him make me lustful. I promised Poppy that I would only give myself to the man I love. The only thing to do was to run away from the temptation.Before I could do something that I would regret later on, I stood. "I have to go now,” I declared with my insides shivering. If I don't run, I might get tempted by him.It was blatant that he was only doing this so that I would get seduced and boy…he was nearly succeeding. Everette laughed. My heart almost melted by his laughter. It felt like the heavens opened and I saw the angels in heaven singing. I clenched my fist.What was wrong with me? Did he bewitch me? Or maybe…the alcohol was influencing my thoughts.Glancing over my shoulder, I saw he had been always shaking his head softly while his face was all red. He was drunk. My brows fo
Forget About Me, Billionaire 18: Homecook
CHRISTY:I. Am. Heavy.I knew I was heavy, but hearing it from Everette was like an insult to me. Funny how Mom had called me fat numerous times already, but hearing them from his mouth was like a punch in my gut.Gathering all my strength, I pushed him all my might. Caught off guard, Everette nearly fell on his chair.“Do you really have to body shame me?”His brows formed a straight line.“It was true that you’re heavy. I was not lying.”My hands shook. “Mom was not enough and now, you have to add to the number of people bullying me!”“Bullying you? I’m not—”“If my weight is that big of a deal to you, you should have told me about it.”It seemed as if he had become sober. Realization dawned on Everette.“Tina…I’m not bullying you. I accept your weight. It’s never an issue.”He straightened himself and tried to approach me. I stepped backward, glaring at him.“You are treating me like a fool right now. Everyone treated my weight as an issue!”All my relatives from Mom’s side would
Forget About Me, Billionaire 19: Secretary Levi
CHRISTY:A couple of minutes ago, while Everette was taking his shower Secretary Levi arrived. He pulled over his car in the garage and was already inside the door. Smiling when he saw me. He looked like an anime character pulled out straight into reality life. His face was poreless, with no signs of acne marks or pimples which made me envious. His skin was healthy unlike mine. I wondered what kind of skin routine he did to achieve this kind of skin. “Mrs. Watson,” he greeted the moment I opened the door, then bowed at me. Mrs. Watson. The idea was a little uncomfortable at first and slowly sunk in that I was finally married to someone who did not even love me. Now, I bore the family name of Everette, one of the most powerful men in the country.“Secretary Levi,” I answered back. “Are you here to fetch your master?” Still smiling, he asked, “Master? I presume that's Mr. Everette? Yes, Mrs. Watson. I always do this as much as possible. Sometimes, he forgot he had meetings.” He answ
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