Love Game With The Rebel Billionaire

Chapter 152: Let’s Talk About Us

"She couldn't even tell the difference between you and me. Is that really love?" Azrael asked, rendering Ash momentarily speechless.

He looked down at the floor, recalling the same question he had once asked Sapphire.

It still hurt that Sapphire had entertained the thought that he might have tried to kill her. It boiled down to one painful truth: Sapphire didn't trust him completely. If she had, no amount of evidence would have made her doubt him.

But Ash understood her reasoning. Trusting too much could be dangerous-something he learned the hard way with Azrael.

"Ask Sapphire yourself," Ash replied, further aggravating Azrael. "And I understand why you've never experienced love-because you force it. Love doesn't work that way."

***

With his hands in his pockets, Ash smirked as he headed toward his black car, where his driver was waiting.

"You deserve it, motherfucker," he muttered as he approached the car.

But he stopped in his tracks upon noticing Sapphire sitting in her car, gripping the steering wheel tightly with her eyes closed.

He wanted to go to her but didn't want to escalate things further. Suddenly, his thoughts drifted to where Sapphire had buried their child.

He regretted not being by her side during those times. Their child died, and Sapphire faced everything alone.

"I'll come back to get you," Ash whispered softly before stepping into his car, and asking his driver to go.

***

Meanwhile, chaos erupted inside the restaurant as Azrael lost his temper. He smashed dishes and threw food onto the floor-especially targeting couples peacefully dining. Something had snapped after Ash walked away, leaving him spiraling out of control.

"Fuck!" he screamed, venting his rage on the restaurant's wine collection.

even buy the entire place. But he couldn't buy the one thing he wanted the most: Sapphire.

thoughts consumed him, pushing him further into

to let

his past decisions

when he

snapped,

man who had

had stabbed him three times, fate seemed to favor Azrael, sparing his life as none of the

resolved to replicate someone's face

between Ash and Sapphire. But when he learned of Sapphire's

was unauthorized because everyone thought he

tried manipulating Ash into killing Sapphire. When that failed, he took matters into his

but to harm the child she was carrying. He couldn't allow her to bear Ash's

muttered, a deranged smile on his face as he walked out of the restaurant. "I met her first.

***

drunkard, huh? What's flowing through your veins now-blood

and closed my eyes as Evangeline lectured me over the

happened left me feeling confused. I thought the alcohol would help me think straight. But it

spinning-maybe from the alcohol

course, it's blood. Do you think I'd still be alive if alcohol was running through my

and loud music were disorienting, but talking to Evangeline made it feel like she was right here with

me, not to scold me. Was it so bad to

"I'll come and get you-or better yet, I don't need to. Someone else will fetch you

frowned, understanding

hell-" I started to protest, but she

her back, she wouldn't pick up. I rolled my eyes, crossing my legs as I

to let the dizziness pass, then leave... but would he really

I were him, I wouldn't want to be anywhere near my cousin's killer.

did. I didn't trust him and hurt his feelings. He