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.

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

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

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I halted in my tracks,

whirled on me,

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

piece of my brain whispered that this was a

temper flared up. He had some nerve coming into my apartment and demanding things from

your

Ashton growled, grabbing my wrist tightly

at him, just as

I lied and jerked my hand out of his grasp.

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

his eyes once seeming so kind and patient to me were filled

are a whore. Just like your sister said.”

flinched, but then snapped. I was not going to let him speak

I pointed at the door, firmly. No hesitation, no second chances.

threw the door open with more force than necessary and it hit the wall-

NDA, Adelaide,” Ashton reminded me darkly, and then he was gone, and the door

to the door, locking and deadbolting it. My legs felt weak and my hands were

realized. Ashton was so

up, and clutched at the cold floor. Ashton had never spoken to me that way before.

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

my pocket. My hands were already. dialing the number I had quickly memorized. I paused right before hitting the call-

time. Maybe he’d be mad at me for letting Ashton

the floor, leaning my head against the door as I realized how alone I

Addie,” I muttered to

leaned

boring,” I shook my head. I flipped the page taking in the images

the role of one of our female leads in the movie, but

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decision. All of them seemed wrong for the

at the

might overshadow our lead,” I said,

never going to pick a female

the next picture but

familiar eyes stared back at me from the photo.

the top was written, ‘Corinna Summers.”

was already tormenting me in my personal life, no way was I going to

eyes, “The production team’s really pushing for her to join the cast. I told them

to her?” Gabriel asked, entering the tent with a confused look.

leads came

other shoulder and spat out, “No