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30. AN UNEXPECTED VISITATION
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The Billionaire’s Fragile Bride 31. TRIGGERED
Some days later.It still felt like a dream when the Vet told Orla that Betty had suffered from Feline Cardiomyopathy, the sudden collapse was due to exhaustion. The illness had gotten to its last stage and it was incurable.Orla protested, she had treated Betty a few months ago and nothing about the illness was said to her. It suddenly happened and was too late to stop. Betty couldn't make it, she died without a proper goodbye to her best friend.Orla's whole world crumbled when the news of Betty's death was delivered to her. She didn't believe it was true. It'd been two days, and she still didn't want to believe that Betty was gone for real. She was gone, leaving her alone in the cold world, there was no best friend anymore, and there was no Betty anymore.There was nothing to make her happy anymore, there was no one she could vent to anymore, no one she could cuddle up with, rant to, kiss, and play with. Even though Betty couldn't talk back when she ranted, she was relieved whenev
The Billionaire’s Fragile Bride 32. FINDINGS
David brought in the food Callan had ordered that morning, set the package on the dining table and left the living room afterwards. Callan settled on the dining chair, emptying the food off the package. That was Orla's duty whenever they wanted to eat, but that morning, she wasn't anywhere around the dining room. After Callan left for his study that night, she left for the guest room too, but Callan had no idea she didn't sleep in the bedroom. He only got to know when he came back the next morning to find the next room empty, and without being told, he already figured out where she slept. He spooned some rice into a clean plate and reclined on the chair to eat. He leisurely ate the food, waiting for his wife to show up, but she didn't. It was now about ten minutes into the food and she still hadn't come out to eat. He understood that she was still reeling from her cat's death and he shouldn't even be bothered, but it couldn't be helped. He was so worried about her, so worried sh
The Billionaire’s Fragile Bride 33. REPLACEMENT
A huge flame of mortification whacked Callan in the face when Orla ignored him, but he quickly veiled the spurting hurt before it became visible in his countenance.He contemplated walking away and staying back to give the cat to her but he couldn't go back. He was already in front of her and he got the cat for her, it didn't matter if she wanted to see him or not. He had to give her what he got for her.Orla was oblivious to the cat that was behind Callan. Though her eyes were on him, her vision was fuzzy from unshed tears and she could barely see that he came with a cat.With her fingers, she brushed the flowers off her hair and dress and rose to her feet. She looked at Callan again and this time, she glimpsed the cat. A small smile popped up on Callan's face when he noticed Orla's eyes were on the cat behind him, he walked closer and towered above her."Orla?" He dubbed tranquilly."What do you want from me?" She responded harshly, obviously not interested in the cat. She was a ca
The Billionaire’s Fragile Bride 34. DO YOU HAVE A BOYFRIEND?
This chapter is dedicated to all Writers who lost their lives in the course of writing their books. You will always be remembered for good.Keep resting in peace, Heroes."Mr Barlowe, do you have any contribution before we round off the meeting?" Rosa asked, glancing towards the direction her boss was seated. He had been blank since the beginning of the meeting, he hardly heard a word they said.Callan stared back at her, stunned. He shook his head and the corner of his lips twitched in a small smile. "That will be all for now."Rosa and the board members exchanged ungratified glares, that shouldn't be all. He hadn't even said anything since the inception of the meeting and there he was, telling them that would be all for now.She knew something was wrong with her Boss, but she didn't know what it was. He had been like that for days now—lost in his thoughts, contributing less to the discussions she had with him, staring into space whenever she talked to him."But sir, you haven't spo
The Billionaire’s Fragile Bride 35. WHAT DO YOU WANT?
"Your wife is fine, Mr Barlowe." The Doctor said clearly without an ounce of doubt in his voice.Callan was relieved. Thank God he had that discussion with Rosa, thank God the thoughts of seeing Orla crossed his mind, thank God he hurried home to see his wife, thank God he didn't hold back. He didn't want to think about what would have happened if he was later."What happened to her?" Callan asked the Doctor."Fatigue, an extreme case of fatigue." The Doctor adjusted his glasses so that they sat at the bridge of his crooked nose. "What has she been up to that got her so exhausted?"Callan sighed. It was fine that it was just fatigue, maybe not just, but it was something curable. He guiltily stared at the Doctor and shook his head painfully. "Nothing, she's not been doing a lot. Except that, she's been brooding over her dead cat.""Her dead cat?" "That used to be her best friend," Callan interjected, massaging his fingers against his chin. He was stressed and it was just a matter of t
The Billionaire’s Fragile Bride 36. NEWNESS
The house scented the same as it did before she left. Minty, woody and manly. Orla had never had plans to remake the fragrances, but now it occurred to her to probably add something feminine to compliment the strong manly scent that subjugated the whole house."We are back." Callan proclaimed, lowering her hospital bag on the divan close to the spot Orla stood. Her eyes prowled the living room, nothing had changed. It'd been two days and she found it weird that she wanted something to change.He smiled at her, but she returned a scowl. Her dingy countenance disturbed Callan. He overlooked it and smiled again, "Here, sit." He pointed his hand at the couch close to her.She hesitated before finally settling down. She took another cursory look around the room, a billow of irritation assailing her chest. She was so easy to forgive him. It shouldn't be so."What now?" She begrudgingly asked."We are home." His long arms drew a descriptive circle, showing the house to Orla."I know that."
The Billionaire’s Fragile Bride 37. HOT FOR ME
A lulling languor infused Orla immediately after she was done showering.Her feet suddenly stiffened causing difficulties to her mobility. She managed to haul herself to the bedside and flopped on top with the towel still draped around her chest.She was peckish, but her eyes were barely opened. She rested her head on one of the many pillows arranged on the king-sized bed. The bed was cozy and the bedsheets, silky, inclining her to stoop to its mastery. Slowly, her eyes began to shut until they eventually closed and she drifted into a deep slumber.When Orla didn't show up after a while, Callan decided to check on her. He got inside and found her peacefully sleeping on the bed.Ambling closer to where she lay, he grabbed the duvet and flattened it over her body. He then proceeded to watch her for a few minutes before retreating to the kitchen.He was still cooking, hoping that she'd wake up before he was done. Cooking was not a problem for him, but he had little to no time to spend i
The Billionaire’s Fragile Bride 38. KISSES AND ORGASMS 1
Callan strove to dissemble his edginess as he stood in front of Orla with a tray in his hands. He had chosen to prepare scrambled eggs and sablefish in hopes that she would love them. He was certain of the fact that she must have eaten scrambled eggs a couple of times, but he knew for a fact that she had never had something as good as his and the mixture he just thought up. Orla was enthusiastically positioned on the dining chair, one of her eyes ceaselessly studying Callan. She could detect that he was keyed up and she smiled slyly. Callan could never be tensed up, maybe she was imagining things. But then it was obvious from how his shoulders toughened whenever Orla looked down at the food, the small smile that followed after he looked at her. They all read nervousness. Something within her urged her to trust Callan's cooking dexterity. She smiled again, keying into whatever that was. "You should sit too." She said, motioning to the chair opposite the one she was seated on. Call
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