MARRIED TO A CRUEL BILLIONAIRE

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ed by my troubles. Everything seemed to be going wrong, and I co

. Just then, my phone rang, interrupting my sorrow

l something was wrong. "How are you doing,

struggles with him. "I'm not fine," I a

ned. "What's the matter? Yo

, to talk things through. I agreed, feeling a mix

years ago. Despite his struggles to find a well-paying job, which h

traged if she found out I was visiting Johnny instead of being at work. Her disapproval of our

ith the address of the hotel where Johnny wanted to meet. A few minutes l

searching for Johnny's room, my emot

ly on the door. "Yes, come in, the door i

a hotel room; our usual meeting spots were my house or his. J

with you lately?" he asked, his brow furr

o compose myself before answering. Johnny's eyes ne

down on the bed. "Is it your mom? Or that annoying

on a brave face, but my voice crac

immediately got up from the bed to wrap his arms around me

eight of my job loss alone, afraid to tell my mother or anyone else. But Johnny's

e back of my hand. "I'm sorry," I said, feeling a li

Don't apologize," he said, his eyes filled with kindness

you tell me about your trip?I gathered

things, I don't think I'll be getting the

Don't say that, let's try to be optimistic about this one." I grabbed his h

ry, but he remains unemployed. Some organizations may encourage him by summoning him to the

hnny said as he go

g? Hope she's ok. He

es. "Well I wish she was fine, she

dened. "What do

pay the sum of 50 million pounds my dad borrowed before his death, or we leave t

on behind this? "How could they do something l

yourself". He grasped my hea

s month to make the payment." The situation has utterly over

igure it out together." "Perhaps we can talk to them and see if th

little more hopeful, even though I

r listenin

figure this out together and come out stronger in the en

traveled to my neck, delicate yet intense. As he bit on my skin, I couldn't help but sigh quietly. I placed

on my flesh, I gasped. I was in a trance, every nerve in

s things were heating up. "Room serv

ed. My phone suddenly rang, and I realized it was my mot

lica said, franker than usual. "C

e me want to go. All of the joy and eagerness I'd had moments before had va

tray holding two glasses and a pitcher of drinks. W

happy as you did before. What's going on?" He set t

ing my drink. "I'll call you as soon as I get home.

didn't consider how my abru