The Billionaire's Mistake

Chapter 73

MISTAKE 73

Chapter 73: A much-needed talk

"Did they bully you, baby?" he began tentatively, breaking the quiet between them. "If they did, then you should definitely go. I will have you walk in like a star. Fifty bodyguards, eighty road clearers."

His words almost made her spit out her food.

"Road clearers?" she asked.

"They pat the crowd like the red sea for you," he said.

"Why would I want that?" Anya chuckled.

"For effect." He shrugged.

"I will look like a clown."

"You will look like a star. So, did they bully you?" he asked.

Anya shrugged, her expression unreadable. "Not really. I was just... ignored."

"Ignored?"

"They behaved as though I did not exist."

Daniel's heart clenched at her words, a pang of sympathy sweeping through him.

"Why?" he asked.

"I was a busy body. They would play pranks on people regularly. One time they took a prank too far and almost killed someone. No one was supposed to tell a teacher, but I told a teacher to call the police.

The firefighters came and got the girl out of the building before she ran out of oxygen. She survived, but she was in a coma for a few months. Her family withdrew her from school, and the students involved were reprimanded. Since then, they all agreed to pretend I don't exist."

loneliness and isolation she had endured, to shield her from the pain of

coldly, squeezing her

not let them

a small smile tugging

on her behalf. For some reason, she felt her heart sing. He was behaving unusually. He would call her baby at any moment and touch her when he felt like it. For some reason,

hand, Daniel seemed to go into deep thought. It was unsure

sun had dipped below the horizon by the time Daniel and Anya made their way home, the sky painted in hues of purple

them like a hovering cloud as they approached

contentment wash over him. He and Anya were becoming inseparable as

up to Wendy fussing over Anya,

A

scent of lavender and vanilla

was basically theirs, as Daniel spent all his time there, only returning to his room

home. While Anya took off her jewelry,

can we talk?" he

brow, a flicker of suspicion crossing her features. Every time he started a sentence this way, she knew something was about to happen. "About

edge of the bed, patting the space next to him invitingly. Anya joined him,

began slowly, choosing his words carefully. "About us and

future.

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eyes narrowed slightly, suspicion creeping into her expression. "What about

at her for a while before speaking, "I think it's time for us

his words. "Move? But why?" Of all the things she had thought he would say, this was at the bottom of the list. For some reason, she

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ached at his words. He sounded as though she had said she hated him. "That's not it,"

did not hold love for his house? It was the place where he ignored her the most, refused to have anything to do with her, and put her in a state of utter

stay in a lone day and night and even ignored me when I crawled on the living

tripped in his throat; his eyes squeezed shut for a bit before he opened and stared at her,

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