A Billionaire In Disguise novel Chapter 85

The room was silent as Catherine laid on the bed, scrolling through her news feed. But then she raised her head and stared at the door.

“You are back,” Catherine mumbled, dropping her phone on the sheet as she stared at Rome.

Then her brows lowered when her gaze rested on his mouth and the deep cut on his lip.

“What happened?” Catherine whispered, stepping down from the bed.

Not knowing what to say, Rome watched her approach him. Then he smiled, but her expression remained cold.

“Why is your lip this bruised?” Catherine asked, sounding concerned.

It took Rome a moment for him to pick a random thought from his head and then said, “I got punched by a workmate.”

“What?”

“You know how us men are.”

“No, I don't know because I'm not a man, so why is your workmate hitting you?”

Silence fell between them, and when Rome didn't answer after a couple of seconds had gone by, Catherine took in a deep breath and mumbled, “Are you getting bullied at work?”

“No,” Rome said without looking at her.

“You are lying. You can't even stare me in the eyes and answer.”

“It's not like that. Plus, It is nothing that I can't handle.”

“Like the way you handle things my family does to you! It's not okay that you let people walk all over you!”

Seeing the hurt in her eyes, Rome mumbled, “Catherine,”

“I'm sorry. I don't like seeing you get hurt, emotionally or physically!” Catherine lashed out, aggressively wiping her face while sniffing aggressively.

Smiling softly, Rome held her hand, pulled her against his chest, and embraced her.

Then he leaned towards her ear and whispered, “I know.”

After holding her in his arms for a while, he mumbled, “It's almost eight. Are we still going to the party?”

“If we don't, we will know no peace tomorrow,” Catherine said.

“True.”

“We should get ready.”

By eight o'clock, Rome came downstairs with Catherine holding onto his arm.

When both of them were walking past the dining room, Madam Rosey called out, “Are you two just gonna leave without telling anyone?”

Stopping in their tracks, Rome and Catherine stared at the living room entrance. Then they both took in a deep breath almost at the same time before entering the living room.

“Who messed your face up?” Jeff mockingly said the moment his eyes caught a glimpse of the cut on Rome's lip.

“It's none of your business.” Catherine angrily uttered as she glared at her cousin.

Then she gazed back at her grandmother, and Madam Rosey frowned, then said, “Is it also none of my business because I have the same question.”

“I got punched in the face by a colleague,” Rome said, cutting Catherine off as she was about to speak.

Anger spiked in Mr. Barlow's eyes when he looked at his granddaughter and asked, “And you love him because?”

“The party will soon start. Rome and I should get going.” Catherine calmly said.

Then she and Rome turned to leave, but he stopped, realizing that he almost bumped into Elijah.

For a moment, both men stared at each other for a while, and Rome was becoming unsure that Mr. Davis didn't double-cross him.

But then Elijah said nothing to him as he walked past him and headed for the couch.

‘I guess he is planning on keeping his word.’ Rome thought as he followed Catherine out of the living room.

At nine o'clock, they walked into the ballroom of the Grand hotel, and Catherine immediately became uncomfortable, realizing that everyone at the party was nothing but strangers to her.

“Should we get out of here?” Catherine asked as she looked up at Rome.