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.

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

in love with that “sshole?” Ashton

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I halted in my tracks, absolutely dumbfounded, “Who?”

on me,

instinct. Did he barge into my apartment because of this? Why did he even care? He was marrying my sister,

brain

not letting him intimidate me as my temper flared up. He had some nerve coming into my apartment and

your

me!” Ashton growled, grabbing my wrist tightly enough

glared up at him, just as furious as

and jerked my hand out

short, concise, and clear; there was

kind and patient

a whore. Just like your sister said.”

snapped. I was not going to let him speak

will call the police,” I pointed at the door,

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

and

locking and deadbolting it. My

was scared, I realized. Ashton was

able to hold myself up, and clutched at the cold floor. Ashton had

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

hands were already. dialing the number I had quickly memorized. I paused right

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

head against the door as I realized

Addie,” I muttered to

her?” Jenna snacked on a popsicle as she leaned over my shoulder, pointing at the

the page taking in

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

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All of them seemed

pointed at the

lead,” I said, glancing over her credentials, “Plus, she’s too

to pick a female

to the next picture but paused in my

back at me from

the top

my personal life, no way was I going to

rolled her eyes, “The production team’s really pushing for her to join the cast. I told them we could make her an extra or

Gabriel asked, entering the tent with a confused look.

leads came in,” Jenna said, biting into her

over my other shoulder and spat out, “No