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.

had the money to pay for the damages-he could even buy the entire place. But he couldn't buy the one thing he wanted the most: Sapphire. 'Why

thoughts consumed him, pushing

these sacrifices just to let you

his

when he revealed his plan. "You might regret

Azrael had snapped, his gaze falling on

man who had stolen

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

face if it

plan was to create a barrier between Ash and Sapphire. But

connections to the Coleman mafia. The command was unauthorized because everyone thought he

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

to harm the child

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

***

huh? What's flowing

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

confused. I thought the alcohol would help me

my head was spinning-maybe from

think I'd still be alive if alcohol was running through my veins? And you call

to Evangeline

me, not to scold me. Was it so

sarcastic with me. I'm not joking," she replied, annoyed. "I'll come and get you-or better yet, I don't need to. Someone else

frowned, understanding what she

the hell-" I started to protest, but she hung up

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

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

be anywhere near my cousin's killer. And I

with him-I was ashamed of what I did. I didn't trust him and hurt his feelings.