Fake marriage From Betrayal to Billionaire’s Embrace

Chapter 19

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I was still angry with the way he talked to me before pushing me inside the car. I didn’t spare kept on driving.

are even a single look at him as he

It was sooner than usual that we reached the panthouse when he applied the brakes to the car.

I looked out to find that he had stopped in front of a mall.

“Why are we here?” I asked, turning my head back to him.

“We need to purchase a few clothes for you, he replied in his cold tone.

My eyes moved around as my brain did the calculation. I have always bought clothes from street- side stores. I can’t afford. expensive clothes just yet.

“I will do it once I receive the salary of the month,” I told him.

“I will cut the expense of your dress from your salary. Don’t worry,” he said, coming back

“Thank you so much for your concern. I am fine.

Crossing my arms to my chest, I leaned back and looked straight, waiting for him to start the car, but instead he s walked around, and opened my side of the door.

Come out, he ordered

stepped out.

My teeth grated. Now I am getting tired of him ordering me around. I know he has power and money and has an upper hand in every aspect of our lives but that doesn’t mean he would never care about what I want. He never listens to me. I am very frustrated at the moment and definitely not in a mood.

Suddenly, he leaned forward to unbuckle my seatbelt and I pushed my body back as an instant reaction. There was just an inch of space between our faces when he snapped his head towards me.

I gulped when his eyes flicked down to my lips.

For the last few days, he has stared at my lips a lot. I don’t get what he exactly wants.

Abruptly, he grabbed my wrist, taking me by surprise. He tightened his hold when I tried to pull it back.

“Vanessa, don’t create any drama here. Everyone knows me and my relationship with you. If someone becomes suspicious, then I will make sure that you are not getting the salary of this month because you are not doing your work properly.” His nose flared as he spoke.

I am not left with any other option I stepped out of the car. My life would become a mess if he left me in the middle of the road. We need to take a proper divorce in front of the world so that I can breathe freely after separation Copyright Nôv/el/Dra/ma.Org.

As we walked inside, the employees greeted us. 1 looked back at them, which I found awkward because I am not used to this respect and attention.

“Take her size and pack 30 formal dresses, 20 party wear and 30 casuals.”

What?

Is he serious?

What would I do with 80 dresses?

“But there is no need of so many dresses,” I argued

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Just do as I am saying. I don’t want you to repeat the dress for a month,” he murmured.

dogs ned my mouth to argue but before I could say anything, he spoke again.

teattendee.” he ordered as a male approached us with measurement tape.

hiring rett no died and in the next second, a female attendant came. She took my measurements and soon the staff started hum cvata ort, showing him a catalog of my size, out of which he selected dresses for me while I was staring at them like

tue of false the price tag of the night dress. It was $800. If he cut the cost of these dresses from my salary, I would

hun for years,

1. He ord med sand chance. He ordered all of a sudden

out of frustrace

prise

Lehtly out of frustration

esc dresses” de a los metisk brisse?” He asked me back, “of course, you.”

hen it’s negessary. I have des bis necessary. I have clothes back at home. I will change into them once we are

sts pocket, he took a step toys socket, he took a step forward.

uching what’s mine. I have already wername. I have already tolerated enough of it.”

home.” I

ep and possessive that a shiver pove me that a shiver ran down my spine. I gulped as his intensive eyes looked down at

llow his order without any further cryinther argument and the expressions on his face were clearly saying ne to mess up with him.

with hin

fer to me as his when he knows the reason be toove the reality of o

our relationship? I am not his and I could never be.

One of his eyebrows rose as las padence herone tout his patience became thin.

ousness, I took a random dress that came in my tom

that came in my hand and walked towards the changing

ned myself down. It is just a matter of a few months as inter few months and I will be free from him. I just hind the rumour as soon as possible.

paisible

ked around, my head started spinning. It was strange tot suciate it was strange that such a huge mall had such a sm

g and my breath caught in my throat as my claustrophobia gut duy ciststrophobia got the better of me.

moved the coat and tried to change the dress quickly, tint un eine tness mackly. Bun just when I discarded the coat and t nd I was surrounded by complete darkness.

nveloped me, the sudden loss of light triggering a surge of pane ver, mea surge of panic within. I froze, clutching the brming to race in rhythm with the rising tide of anxiety.

ower outage.” I whispered to herself, attempting to steady my breathing. Sta to steady my breathing. But the walls of the small er, the air growing denser with each passing sei ond.

ig for the door to open it and step out without caring about the fact that Ives bar in the fact that I was barely wearing

A bead of sweat formed on my forehead, and the air felt heavy and oppressive as I couldn’t find the door.

My eyes closed and my head spun even more. I lost my balance and fell back against the mirror. My lips trembled as those words slipped out of my mouth, which they always do whenever I am in trouble.

“Mom, dad, help me.”