Chapter 122
Secret Billionaire’s Contract Bride: Marrying My Enemy’s Lover
Chapter 122
I could see Tabitha who stood behind Ashton, looking terrified. There was a stalemate between the two
psychopaths as they stared each other down. Ashton looked like a raging bull while Angela was eerily
calm and collected.
That was a superpower of hers I had noticed over time. She was able to remain calm in the mist tense
of environments in order to get a rise out of you. But the last thing we needed right now was to get a
rise out of Ashton. He was unstable even on the best of days.
âAll of this is a lie?â His voice boomed against the walls of the cabin. âYou lied to me!â
âOh come now, I literally met you two weeks ago. Itâs your fault for believing me and it doesnât matter
anyway. You will get your money and I will get Damon, itâs a win-winâ
âBut you said you wanted to kill her. That was not what I signed up for. I am not a killer.â
âOh, but you will be and quite honestly think of it this way, she will be gone and you will be free to go
after her sister. The entire reason Corinna called it off was because she was in her ear. Now you can
get your wife back like you always wanted
to.â
The room grew silent as he thought it over. His eyes moved from me to Angela and then back again.
This psychopath was actually thinking about it. Was the man truly obsessed with my sister like that,
that he wanted to trap her yet again even though she had made it perfectly clear that she was happier
without him? Had the public humiliation not been enough? He must also be living in the same land of
delusion that Angela was.
âBut what about the ran80111?â
That was the first thing that came out of his mouth.
âYou will still get the ransom, and I will get what I always wanted, the love of my life.â
I had to keep myself from scoting under my breath because of how crazy this all sounded.
I looked over Asthonâs shoulder to see where Tabitha was and she still stood behind him. I could see
the hurt swimming in her eyes and not to mention the unshed tears that pulled into them as well. Her
worst nightmare was coming true but to be quite honest with you she was just only realizing the reality
that was always there.
Ashton never belonged to her no matter how badly she wanted him to. There was only one thing she
cared about and that was Ashton
âYou will finally be able to begin a new life and get that political career that you have been craving so
dearly and desperately. With the money that you will receive from this, you can become whoever you
want to be. You could go wherever you wanted to go, you would finally be a free man no longer bound
to the chams of these peopleâ
I had to hand it to her, the woman was good. She even had me believing for a split second there.
âAshton, not even you can be this blind to what sheâs clearly doing to you.â I stared at him hoping that
some form of common sense would suddenly form in his mind. But hoping for such was like hoping for
a downpour in the desert. âShut up!â This time it was Angela who exploded, her voice vibrating against
the walls of the cabin. âDonât you get it. Adelaide? 1. Win.â
I was about to open my mouth when I heard the undistinguishable click of a gun come from behind
Ashton. Everyone stood incredibly still and all of our heads turned to Where Tabitha stood. With shaky
hands, she held a gun toward us. Her eyes were wide with panic and hurt, cool hands trembling most
likely from the foreign feeling of having the gun in her hands. Ashton held his hands up to show that he
was not a threat to her. Angela stood stoically beside my chair keeping eye contact with Tabitha.
âSo, this was the plan all along?!â Tabithaâs voice broke. âShe was right this entire time. You two didnât
give a shit about me. You didnât even care about our daughter in all of this-you liar!â
Ashton trembled a little bit but he kept strong in his stance.
âOh great, who gave the fragile little puppy a gun?â Angela said sarcastically.
Tabitha pointed the gun to the far right and shot the vase causing it to shatter. I let out a loud shriek and
closed my eyes.
âDonât patronize me you bitch!â Tabitha looked all set deranged as she pointed her gun at Angela. âAll I
wanted was a happy family, for the man I loved to love me back but no why couldnât you just love me,
Ashton?â
âTabitha,â Ashton moved toward her slowly like one would a wounded animal. âPlease put the gun
down and letâs talk.â âNo! Enough talking. Stay back!â She waved the gun around like a mad woman
and 1 feared that she would accidentally pull the trigger.
âYou sure know how to pick a baby mama, Ashton. You and your brother are the same.â Angela
sounded the least bit affected by all of this. In fact, she sounded bored of all of this.
âCan we stop this whole little show and get back to the plan at hand? Boohoo, you arenât loved. Move
on, Tabitha.â
Ironic coming from her.
âNo! You listen to me, I will not-no!â
Ashton lunged for her and they wrestled over the gun for a few seconds. I was bound to the chair
completely at the mercy of these people. The panic poured into me as I tried to figure out a way for me
to get to safety.
âGive me the gun, Tabitha.â
The next few sequences happened in slow motion. First, I heard the unmistakable shatter of glass.
Then, there was the small zip right by my ear. And lastly, the blood-curdling scream of Ashton Steyn.
The blood splattered onto my face as his body dropped to the floor. The sound of Tabithaâs screams
filled my ears. Everything seemed to move in slow motion. Ashtonâs body hit the ground and then the
door to the cabin burst open and in came people dressed in all black screaming and shouting
commands that I could not comprehend.
My eyes stayed glued to the body that laid on the floor, with blood pooling out of it. I needed a sign to
know if he was alive or if he was dead.
I could hear Angela and Tabithaâs distant screams as the men tackled them to the ground and cuffed
them. I didnât know if they were police or some kind of special task force.
This all felt like a dream almost, like I was there but I wasnât at the same time.
The muffled screams grew more and more distant as the shock cemented itself into
my
bones.
Guns. Bullets. Blood.
That was all I could think of at this time. Tabitha had fired a shot and it had landed inside of Ashton.
âAdelaide?â a voice called to me in the thick of the chaos but it sounded so far away. âBaby, look at me.
Come on, look at
me.â
I blinked, my eyes lifting from the body and being forced to look up. It took me a few minutes for his
face to become clearer.
âD-Damon?â I didnât even recognize my own voice. It sounded so foreign.
âYouâre safe now,â he cupped my face and pressed his cold lips against mine. âIâm here, itâs all over.â
Over? It was done now?
âYouâre safe now.â
Those three words were what set me over the edge. Maybe it was the fact that I had to put on a brave
face for so long and now I could finally let the resolve drop. The tears started falling on their own
accord and my heart felt like it was about to explode from the sheer relief.
âItâs over?â I sniffed.
The ropes were undone and my arms wound their way around my husbandâs neck, his familiar scent
surrounding me.
âItâs over, babyâ