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.

did not invite you!” I shouted, shutting my door as I ran after him, “You need to leave right now! And you can

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

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my tracks, absolutely

Ashton whirled on me, resentment in

he barge into my apartment because of this? Why did he even care?

of my brain whispered

intimidate me as my temper flared up. He had some nerve coming into my apartment and

of your

grabbing my wrist tightly enough

up at him, just as furious as he

I am.” I lied and jerked my hand

concise, and clear; there was

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

spat. “You are a whore. Just

going to let him

police,” I pointed at the door, firmly. No hesitation, no

He threw the door

me darkly, and then he was gone, and the door slammed behind him.

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

realized. Ashton

no longer able to hold myself up, and clutched at the cold floor. Ashton had never spoken to me that way before.

my shoulders, wondering if he would come back-if he would send someone next time. Who else

my mind, and I pulled my phone out of my pocket. My hands were already. dialing the number

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

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

I muttered to myself.

she leaned over my shoulder, pointing at the photo of an actress.

my head. I flipped the page taking in

the role of one of our female leads in

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come to a decision. All of them seemed wrong for

Jenna pointed at the

She might overshadow our lead,” I said, glancing over her

going to pick a female

rolled my eyes as I flipped to the next picture but paused in

stared back at me from

enough, on the top was written,

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

I told them we could make her an

her?” Gabriel asked, entering the tent with a

our female leads came in,” Jenna said, biting

my other shoulder and spat out, “No