Billionaire’s Ex-Wife & His Hidden Babies - Chapter 36: Chapter 36

Diana’s POV
I was overwhelmed by hearing him.
‘All the pregnant women face all these things during those nine months, and today just because my pregnant wife threw up because of any reason, then you are asking me, ‘why do I bring her here?’. I brought her here because she needed to feel special and change her mood, but all thanks to you guys. You made her cry and feel horrible.’, he said before grabbing my wrist and started taking me from there.
By that time, the area had already been cleaned, and staff also used room freshener to remove the odor smell, if any.
‘Sir, Sir!!’, A person in a black suit, whom I believed to be the manager of the hotel, came running toward Brandon. ‘Please don’t leave like this, sir. If you want, we can provide a private….’
‘No need.’, Brandon said, cutting me in between. ‘But you can do me a favor by waiving the bill of that, that, that, that, this, tables because these customers were concerned for my wife and didn’t say anything to her.”, he added, pointing to a couple of tables. ‘As a token of thank you.’
‘Okay, sir.’
‘You can send the total invoice to my office.’, Saying this, Brandon started leaving again, taking me with him.
Flashback ends
From that moment, we settled in the car. Neither was he driving the car nor speaking anything, but he looked extremely pissed. I thought to apologize because he had to face everything because of me.
“I’m sorry, Brandon.”, I apologized, and stupid tears already filled my eyes already.
He turned his head toward me before speaking, “Why are you saying sorry?”
“Because of me, you have to face embar…”, Instead of completing the whole sentence, I started crying first.
“You’re such a cry baby.”, he muttered, shaking his head and leaning toward me and wiping my tears. “Now, stop crying OR I will stop talking to you.”, he threatened, wiping my eyes.
“Yo..u’re there..atening m..e.” I complained.
“Yes! I’m. Now stop crying OR I will really stop talking to you.”, he warned. Even though I didn’t want to stop crying, I did. Well, I didn’t have any other option. Because it took him months to open up a little bit with me, and he would even stop that, then I would literally get bored. “Better.”
“Now! What do you want to eat and where? Because I get it that you didn’t enjoy the food of a five-star hotel.”
“Well, I know a place. I used to love the food of that place before pregnancy.”
“Great.”, he muttered, starting the car’s engine. I told him the name of that place. At first, he made a face hearing the name as if he had never heard the name of that place, but then he didn’t comment on it and focused his mind on driving while I kept thinking about the incident that happened half an hour before and kept smiling with that thought.
“What is the reason because of which you are smiling so much?” he asked on his own.
Before I could have filtered my words, I answered, “That you kept saying ‘MY WIFE’ throughout the lecture.”, Saying this, I looked at him to see his expression, on which he just shook his head.
“That’s because you’re my wife until the contract ends.
Done?
Enjoyed your insult?
Keep in your mind that for him, it was nothing but a contract marriage.
And embarrassment hit me hard.
He stopped the car when we finally reached our destination. “Neither I am eating at this small and tiny place nor will I allow you to eat at this unhygienic place.”
“Come on, Brandon. The food here is damn too tasty. You will love it.”, I insisted so that he could change his mind.
“No.”
“Please, Brandon. Don’t act like some Billionaire who has never stepped inside such a small place.”
“I’m not acting. That’s the truth of my life.”
“What? That you’re a billionaire or never stepped inside such a small place?”
“Both.”
“Good one.”, I laughed, looking at him, but he didn’t; instead, he kept staring at me, narrowing his eyes. His expression was telling me that he was not kidding at all. “You really are a billionaire?” I asked, but he didn’t answer me. I recalled how the manager of that hotel was begging and pleading in front of him not to leave without having the food. Not just that, he even asked to send the bill of seven more customers to his office.
I pulled my phone from the purse and checked ‘Brandon Haysbert’, but no familiar face came in front of my eyes.
‘Is Brandson Haysbert a billionaire?’ I searched by typing this, and that was when the internet suggested to me, ‘Do you mean Brandson Dennis Haysbert?’ I agreed to it, and the person with a familiar face, just like my husband, appeared in front of me.
‘Why are there so many around this society?’
‘Because one of the billionaires of the city stays here with his family. And they are for the protection of his family.’
“Umm.. so does that mean that the billionaire in our society is you and his family is dad and me?”, I asked to reconfirm whether I was thinking it right or not.
“Yes.”
“So, you’re not a game programmer?”, I asked again.
“I’m. It’s just that I don’t just work in my office but also own that company.”, he replied. “Before you ask a lot of questions, let me tell you that I had asked dad not to share my real identity with you. That’s why he stated the same thing in front of your parents. And I did this because I don’t trust anyone easily. And I don’t know then that what kind of person you’re, so I kept it hidden from you.”