The Billionaire's Mistake

MISTAKE 159

Chapter 159: Richard's desire.

By the time Emma was done in the kitchen, Richard had already put him to sleep. She scrolled through her phone while she waited for him to dry himself off. Now on the net, she could read the comments made about her..

She noticed that at first people cursed at her. Then their tune changed quickly. Many bad comments seemed to have been deleted too.

"Emma, you have suffered," one comment said.

"It really is bad luck to marry a scumbag," another said.

"What scumbag? Her luck was horrible; she married a family of scumbags."

"That witch even laid her hands on that child. And that is her own grandson."

"I sell shoes. One dollar a pair. DM me for details"

"Why do I feel there is more to this? Why hate your own grandson this way; is he not her grandson?"

"In the comment above, people like you are a problem. Even if what you are saying is true, does that mean she can harm the child?"

"Why had no one told me there was such good drama here? I was busy watching movies and

missed this."

the conversation. She was shocked by his words. From what she recalled, she had only hired him. to be her divorce lawyer. But from the way he talked, it seemed like she had asked him to make a statement on her behalf. She looked up from her phone to meet his gaze. He had come back from drying off and was leaning on the wall, watching her all these while. Air caught in

him in the shadows. She shook off the feeling and got up

him.

she asked,

what you did; thank you,

with a mix of confusion and gratitude. She couldn't comprehend why

I don't understand," Emma began, her voice filled with uncertainty. "Why did you make that

that I did so?" he asked, removing his weight from

"But why? Why go to such lengths for me? Sometimes I cannot tell if you are being professional or if you are... Like right now,

took a step closer to her till he was standing close enough for her to feel his breath, his gaze heated and intense.

surprise at his words. She had always seen Richard as her lawyer, a

standing in her living room, she realized that there was more to their relationship than

just finished tucking her son Henry into bed mere moments ago. The little boy was finally asleep after fussing

wrong.

throat tight. Richard had suggested, in no uncertain terms, that he wanted her in a romantic sense. The idea was utterly absurd. He had always kept a cold face when with her. He had never hinted once that this had crossed his mind. Yet the look in his eyes told Emma that

more. His large hand found her waist, his grip firm but not painful as he pulled her body flush against his own. Emma's heart raced with a

he pointed out, his voice a deep rumble that raised goosebumps along her arms. "I have been patient enough, don't you think? You rejected me in school because you were two years older than me, but there is no reason to now." The blatant sexuality in his tone made her

"If I say no?"

replied without an ounce of shame. "I know you felt that spark between us too. Don't try to deny it. You

did I run?"

as though you did not know me. You even broke it off without care, just because you were

she was not ready to be in a