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.

the one thing he wanted the most: Sapphire. 'Why couldn't he have her? Why was Ash suddenly

thoughts consumed him, pushing him further into

just to let you go," he

memories of his past decisions flood

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

regret, Mrs. Allison," Azrael had snapped, his gaze falling on a photo in

Ash-the man who had stolen Sapphire

fate seemed to favor

resolved to replicate someone's face if it meant getting

to create a barrier between Ash and Sapphire. But when he learned of

mafia. The command was unauthorized because everyone thought he was

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

kill her, but to harm the child she was

out of the restaurant. "I met her first. She's my property. I'll kill anyone

***

What's flowing through your

as Evangeline lectured me over the phone.

thought the

my head was spinning-maybe from

was

were disorienting, but talking to Evangeline made

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

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

frowned, understanding what

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

I tried calling her back, she wouldn't pick up. I rolled my eyes,

sit here a while to let the dizziness pass, then leave... but

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

didn't trust him and hurt his