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

Chapter 122

I could see Tabitha who stood behind Ashton, looking terrified. There was a stalemate between the two psychopaths as they stared each other down. Ashton looked like a raging bull while Angela was eerily calm and collected.

That was a superpower of hers I had noticed over time. She was able to remain calm in the mist tense of environments in order to get a rise out of you. But the last thing we needed right now was to get a rise out of Ashton. He was unstable even on the best of days.

“All of this is a lie?” His voice boomed against the walls of the cabin. “You lied to me!”

“Oh come now, I literally met you two weeks ago. It’s your fault for believing me and it doesn’t matter anyway. You will get your money and I will get Damon, it’s a win-win”

“But you said you wanted to kill her. That was not what I signed up for. I am not a killer.”

“Oh, but you will be and quite honestly think of it this way, she will be gone and you will be free to go after her sister. The entire reason Corinna called it off was because she was in her ear. Now you can get your wife back like you always wanted

to.”

The room grew silent as he thought it over. His eyes moved from me to Angela and then back again. This psychopath was actually thinking about it. Was the man truly obsessed with my sister like that, that he wanted to trap her yet again even though she had made it perfectly clear that she was happier without him? Had the public humiliation not been enough? He must also be living in the same land of delusion that Angela was.

“But what about the ran80111?”

That was the first thing that came out of his mouth.

“You will still get the ransom, and I will get what I always wanted, the love of my life.”

I had to keep myself from scoting under my breath because of how crazy this all sounded.

Tabitha was and she still stood behind him. I could see the hurt swimming in her eyes and not to mention the unshed tears that pulled into them as well. Her worst nightmare was coming true but to be quite honest with you she was just only realizing the reality that was always

to her no matter how badly she wanted him to. There

finally be able to begin a new life and get that political career that you have been craving so dearly and desperately. With the money that you will receive from this, you can become whoever you want to be. You could go wherever you wanted to go, you would finally be a free

woman was good. She even had me

at him hoping that some form of common sense would suddenly form in his mind. But hoping for such was like hoping for a downpour in the desert. “Shut up!” This time it was Angela

all of our heads turned to Where Tabitha stood. With shaky hands, she held a gun toward us. Her eyes were wide with panic and hurt, cool hands trembling most likely from the foreign feeling of having the gun in her hands. Ashton held his hands up to show that he was not a threat to her. Angela stood stoically beside my chair keeping eye

You two didn’t give a shit about me. You didn’t even care about our daughter in all

but he kept strong in his

who gave the fragile little puppy

the vase causing it to shatter. I let out a loud shriek

looked all set deranged as she pointed her gun at Angela. “All I wanted was a happy family, for the man I loved to love me back but no why couldn’t you just love me, Ashton?”

her slowly like one would a wounded animal. “Please put the gun down and let’s talk.” “No! Enough talking. Stay back!” She waved

baby mama, Ashton. You and your brother are the same.” Angela sounded the least bit affected by all of

get back to the plan at

from her.

You listen to me, I will

at the mercy of these people.

the gun, Tabitha.”

motion. First, I heard the unmistakable shatter of glass. Then, there was the small zip right by my ear. And

to the floor. The sound of Tabitha’s screams filled my ears. Everything seemed to move in slow motion. Ashton’s body hit the ground and then the door to the cabin burst open and in came people dressed

with blood pooling out of it. I needed a sign to know if he was alive or if he was dead.

and Tabitha’s distant screams as the men tackled them to the ground and cuffed them. I didn’t know if they

almost, like I was

and more distant as the shock cemented itself into