My Contract Marriage With An Obsessive Billionaire

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oked down at my phone,

it coul

but no matter how much I wanted to den

video of my boyfriend and m

tly felt sick. My body quivered with a mix of ang

d through the break room door, her brows furrowed

ne in my pocket. "I'm fine boss.

, her expression unconvinced,

tongue so easily. "I just ne

ered, "I can hold down th

nk y

rushed out of the coffee shop, pu

and it also came with the address of the hotel

who could have sent the text

ite what I saw, I desperately wished it wasn't tru

en my best friend since we were kids. It didn't make any sense, they

I entered the hotel, the receptionist wa

reasoned, but it was far bey

e buzz of my phone and my lips parted

last room on th

t was a direction to the room. My body moved on its

tly begged as I reached th

ock, but the door flun

my stomach as John and Winifred

atasha?! What are you doing here?" He quickly let

nife to my chest, and instead of shock,

d any remorse, and she looked differen

, stumbling back as if I had been hit in the gu

, tears brimming at the corner of my eyes. "Yo

started, but I held up my pho

ting play on their video. "Ho

under his breath

ising their joined hands. "Since you've caught us, then t

." My gaze sharpened as I looked between them. "Bu

f Winifred's hand to reach for mine. I slapped his hand a

ng! You took a debt in my name and I droppe

to his knees, and Winifred th

aced me with a sly smirk on her face. "Sorry to break it

the

What child?" I looked down at John, bu

hild is she t

he was talking about how he wanted us to get married,

manded, my voice quakin

like an elastic spring, and Winifre

h know I was the one who liked him first in high school, but you sidelined me and stole him for

ame. I couldn't believe I was fooled for so lon

what we shar

sha. John used you, he was only with you because you kept giving him all your m

ecause I didn't want to have sex before marriage?

ow you got that video, but I'm grateful for it. Let's go our separate

and the only thing I could hear w

n I had dedicated my life to for the

t and I took it as my cue to leave. I turned and

me. I just needed to get away, to escape from this harsh reality. The w

lowed down my cheeks as I tossed everything that belonged to him into the trash, and

ould be from John. It buzzed again and again, and I angrily

rom the private numbe

an make you feel better if you will let me. Meet m

ion, dread seeping into my

s this