Billionaire’s Unlikely Bride - Chapter 14: Chapter 14

We spent the rest of the evening talking, catching up on everything we had missed during our time apart. It felt like the old times again, and I was glad to have my friend back.
As we were setting the table, Julie tried to start eating, but I quickly stopped her. "Don't touch the food until Mason comes back."
Julie raised an eyebrow, a teasing grin on her face. "See? You're definitely in love with my brother."
I rolled my eyes, trying to hide my embarrassment. "I'm not. We just have dinner together, that's all." Before I married Mason, I always ate dinner by myself and I always felt lonely, but now I'm starting to get used to eating with him. Even though it's silent most times.
Julie didn't look convinced, but she didn't press the issue. Instead, we sat down and continued chatting until Mason came home. My heart did a little flip when I saw him, but I quickly pushed the feelings aside.
The next day after lectures, I went back to my old home to collect some of my belongings, including my sketchbooks. I plan on bringing my designs to life after I graduate from college. I pushed the door open and made my way inside, my footsteps echoed in the hallway. As I approached my room, the smell of smoke hit my nose and my heart sank.
I rushed inside, only to be met with a horrifying sight. Blair was standing in the middle of the room with a fire extinguisher in her hand, a smug smile on her face as she watched the flames consume my clothes, pictures, and even the box where I keep my sketchbooks.
I felt my heart shatter into a million pieces. Everything I worked so hard on for years, my designs, my memories, and all my dreams were reduced to ashes before my very eyes.
"What the hell are you doing, Blair?" I screamed, my voice trembling with fury.
Blair turned to face me, a satisfied smirk on her lips. "Good, you're here. I'm just getting rid of some trash. This place needed a makeover."
My vision blurred with rage, as I lounged at Blair, landing a punch on her face and grabbing her by her hair. "You bitch! How could you do this?"
Blair let out a shriek of pain as she tried to fight me off, but I was too consumed by my anger to stop. Right now, I don't care about anything else. I just wanted to make her pay for what she's done.
The both of us struggled, Blair’s screams echoed through the house. I scratched and clawed at Blair, determined to ruin her face the way she ruined my work. Blair fought back, pulling my hair but I was relentless.
Just as I was about to land another punch on her face, the guards burst into the room and pulled us apart. But I had already caused severe damage to Blair’s face; her nose was bleeding, but her face was covered in scratches. The guards quickly put off the fire.
"Let me go!" I screamed, struggling against the guard's hold.
Blair touched her face, horror, and fury in her eyes. "You're going to pay for this, you psycho."
"Says the dummy who started a fire inside the room." I spat, my voice dripping with venom.
Just then, my mother stormed into the room, her eyes wide with shock.
"What the hell is going on here?" She demanded, her voice shaking with anger.
"Ask Blair, she's the one who started this," I said, my heart pounding in my chest.
"Mommy, look what she did to my face. She ruined my money maker." Blair whined, obviously in pain.
My mom's eyes narrowed, as she marched up to me and slapped me across the face, the sound echoing through the room.
"How dare you lay your hands on my daughter!" She hissed, her voice low and dangerous. "After everything we’ve done for you, this is how you repay us? First, you stole her fiance, and now you want to ruin her face!"
I freed myself from the guard's grip, my chest heaving with fury. "Everything you've done for me? Blair destroyed all my work, years of designs gone because of her petty jealousy!"
"You ungrateful child! Blair is your sister. You should be ashamed of yourself for attacking her like that. Apologize now!"
I let out a bitter laugh, shaking my head in disbelief. "Apologize? For what exactly? I haven't even started with her, by the time I'm done with your precious daughter, no man would look at her twice."
My mother’s face hardened, her lips forming into a tight line. "Enough, Raven. Just because you're married into the Barrett family, you think you're so powerful? You better enjoy it while it lasts. Guards, throw her out."
They grabbed my arms, dragging her toward the door. I didn't fight them this time. I was too exhausted, too broken. As they shoved me out of the house and the gates slammed shut behind me, I fell to the ground, my knees hitting the cold ground.
The tears I had been holding back finally spilled, and I buried my face in my hands, sobbing uncontrollably.
I didn't know how long I sat there, crying until I felt my phone buzz in my pocket. I wiped my face with the back of my hand and pulled out my phone, seeing Mason’s name flash across the screen.
I hesitated for a moment before answering, trying to steady my voice. "Hello?"
"Where are you?" Mason's voice was filled with concern. "I’ve been trying to reach you. Are you okay?"
I forced a smile, though I knew he couldn’t see it. "I’m fine. I’m... on my way home."
There was a pause on the other end of the line. Before he could ask any more questions, I quickly added, "I’ll be there soon. Don’t worry."
Without waiting for a response, I hung up and slipped my phone back into my pocket. I took a deep breath, trying to calm myself down before heading home. Maybe Mason had something important to talk to me about.