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.

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

pushing

make all these sacrifices just to let you

of his

sure about this?" the doctor had asked when he revealed his plan. "You might

Allison," Azrael had snapped, his gaze

Ash-the man who had stolen

fate seemed to favor Azrael, sparing his life as none of

had resolved to replicate someone's face if it meant getting

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

was unauthorized because everyone thought he was dead. No,

tried manipulating Ash into killing Sapphire. When that failed, he took matters into his own hands, executing his plan while disguised

shot Sapphire-not to kill her, but to harm the child she was carrying. He couldn't allow her to bear

her from me," he muttered, a deranged smile on his face as he walked out of the restaurant. "I met her first. She's my property. I'll kill anyone who stands in my way." 'Or perhaps, in our next life, we'll finally be together,'

***

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

Evangeline lectured me over the phone. I was drinking alone at

I thought the alcohol would help me think

my head was spinning-maybe from the alcohol

still be alive if alcohol was running through

to Evangeline made it feel like she

reason I called her was to ask her to join me, not to scold me. Was

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

understanding

started to protest, but she hung up before I

pick up. I rolled my eyes, crossing my legs as I leaned against the high

the dizziness pass, then leave... but would he

anywhere near my cousin's killer. And I hate myself

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