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 damages-he could even buy the entire place. But he couldn't buy the one thing he wanted the

thoughts consumed him, pushing him further

just to let you

his

doctor had asked when he revealed his plan. "You

do things I'll regret, Mrs. Allison," Azrael had snapped, his gaze falling on a photo in the

Ash-the man who had stolen Sapphire

three times, fate seemed to favor Azrael, sparing

had resolved to replicate someone's face if it meant

a barrier between Ash and Sapphire.

orchestrated an attack using his connections to the Coleman mafia. The command was unauthorized

failed, he took matters into his own hands,

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

deranged smile on his face as he walked out of the restaurant. "I met her first. She's my property.

***

huh? What's flowing through your veins

as Evangeline lectured me

I thought

was spinning-maybe from the

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

and loud music were disorienting, but talking to Evangeline made it

to ask her to join me, not to scold me.

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

understanding what

protest, but she hung

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

to let the

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

him-I was ashamed of what I did. I didn't trust him and hurt his feelings. He doesn't deserve to be with someone who couldn't even hear his side of the