Secret Billionaire’s Contract Bride: Marrying My Enemy’s Lover

Chapter 13

“I’m home.” I called to nobody as I dropped my keys into the nearby ceramic dish, shutting the door to my apartment behind me. I let out a breath, glad to finally be home.

Only silence answered me as usual.

My apartment was basic with minimal furniture and only a few photos hung on the fridge. The faucet leaked, the carpet was missing in some spots, and there was a dusty smell to it. But it was home.

I sighed, checking my phone for the hundredth time. I had not heard from Damon all day, and it was worrying me. He was the one that insisted we get started on having a baby soon, it wasn’t like him not to keep in contact with me.

I’d barely made it to my kitchen when I heard a firm knock on my door.

I frowned, warily grabbing the pepper spray I kept by the door at all times just in case. I thought it had been silly, but Damon had insisted on getting it for me.

Now, I was glad he did.

I held my finger on the trigger as I opened the door, and to my surprise, it wasn’t a burglar. “Mrs. Merryweather?” I asked, in surprise.

My next-door neighbor, a sweet old lady with a cheery disposition, stood at my door with a smile. “Oh, hello, dear! Did you happen to get my mail yesterday?” she asked, smiling kindly at me.

“Oh, yeah, I did.” I grabbed the mail from my side table, handing it over with a grin. “Here you go, Mrs. Merryweather.”

“Oh, you’re such a dear. Thank you!”

She left as quickly as she came. I sighed, shutting my door.

I threw the pepper spray on the table, feeling like an idiot. I headed to the kitchen, but again, a knock on my door halted me in my tracks.

I sighed. Who could this be now?

Mrs. Merryweather never stopped by more than once.

“Yes, Mrs-”

I threw open the door, but all the words I was going to say died in my throat.

It wasn’t Mrs. Merryweather.

It was Ashton. He was standing there smiling cooly at me.

“What are you doing here?” I demanded, my voice turning colder than ice.

Ashton sneered at me but didn’t answer. Instead, he pushed past me and entered my apartment. “Ashton, what are you doing? Get out,” I said firmly. The last thing I wanted was to see him.

“Still as small and ugly as ever,” he said about my apartment as entered without permission.

my door as I ran after him, “You need to leave right now! And you can keep your opinions

with that “sshole?” Ashton said, refusing to look at me.

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in my

on me, resentment

instinct. Did he barge into my apartment because of this? Why

little piece of my brain whispered that this

my eyes at Ashton, not letting him intimidate me as my temper flared up. He had some nerve coming into my

any of your business?” I snapped.

my wrist tightly enough that

glared up at him, just as furious as he was.

jerked my hand out

was short, concise, and clear; there was no room for hidden

once seeming so kind and patient to me were filled with an ugliness

whore. Just

was not going to let him speak to me that way.

I will call the police,” I pointed at the door, firmly. No hesitation, no

heading towards the door, stomping in his boots. He threw the door open with more force than necessary and it

forget about the NDA, Adelaide,” Ashton reminded me darkly, and then he was gone, and the door slammed behind him.

it. My legs felt

was scared, I realized. Ashton was so different

my knees, no longer able to hold myself up, and clutched at the cold floor. Ashton had never spoken to me that way before. I’d never seen

he would come back-if he would send someone next time. Who else knew where my

mind, and I pulled my phone out of my pocket. My hands were already. dialing the number I had quickly memorized. I paused right before hitting

busy. Maybe he didn’t have time. Maybe he’d be mad at me for letting Ashton in, even though I hadn’t.

my head against the door as I realized how alone

Addie,” I muttered to

what about her?” Jenna snacked on a popsicle as she leaned over my shoulder, pointing at the photo of an actress.

my head. I flipped the page

the potential actors for the role of one of our female leads in the movie, but

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come to a decision. All of them seemed wrong for the job.

pointed at the blonde on

heroine. She might overshadow our lead,” I said, glancing over her

sighed, “You’re never going to pick a female lead at this

rolled my eyes as I flipped to the

back at me

the top was written, ‘Corinna Summers.”

in my personal life, no way was I going to let her ruin my professional life

pushing for her to join the cast. I told them we could make her an extra or something, but

her?” Gabriel asked, entering the tent with a

female leads came in,” Jenna

shoulder