Me And My Billionaire Husband (Aurora and Heath) novel Chapter 198

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Aurora had fully unleashed her true self. Moments ago, she’d been toying with Holt, pacing her speed to give him the illusion of a potential victory. But now, unleashing her full prowess, Aurora showed why she was a seasoned racer. Pursued by the finest of assassins and spies, Holt was left in the dust, unable to even glimpse her taillights.

Aurora reached the finish line in a blur, shaking off the numbness in her hands and feet. Before she could even remove her helmet, a thunderous crash jolted her car. Her head snapped forward, dizziness swirling through her.

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Heath’s face turned stormy as he witnessed Holt’s car slamming into Aurora’s. Anger in a game was one thing, but this was going too far.

Alaric, catching Heath’s darkened mood, mentally crossed himself for Holt.

As they rushed to the scene, Holt yanked Aurora out of her car. Removing her helmet, a trickle of blood slid down her forehead, giving her icy gaze a strangely enchanting quality.

Holt, struck by her beauty, blurted out, “You dare toy with me? Spend tonight with me or face my wrath!”

Aurora laughed resignedly, “There’s always someone trying to kill me.”

Before Holt could respond, Heath dragged him away, throwing him to the ground and stepping on his hand. “Who did you say would accompany you?” he demanded coldly.

Holt screamed, recognizing the chilling eyes of Heath. “Hea…Heath I…”

“Kieran!” Heath ignored Holt, turning to Kieran. “Whichever hand he used, cripple it!”

Lysander, tending to Aurora’s wound, muttered, “What’s this argument about now? Weren’t you two fine just days ago?”

Alaric added, “Aurora, even in anger, don’t harm yourself. Look, Holt’s already suffering for upsetting you. He’s in for it now with Heath’s anger directed at him.”

Aurora, with a half–smirk, retorted, “He just threatened to kill me!”

Heath’s face remained impassive. “Break his leg.”

Kieran, armed with a stick from nowhere, struck Holt’s knee. The air filled with his agonized screams, as Aurora sat detached, watching.

In her anger, the savage and bloody nature of Olivia within her burst forth, indifferent to the bloodshed and violence.

This was her life, her reality.

Trapped in a body not her own, she was like one reaching for Heath, possibly never meant for her.

Powerless, yet unwilling to yield.

Holt’s companions could only watch, not daring to intervene in Heath’s affairs. Who would have thought this spirited young woman was one of Heath Fairbank’s lady?

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Holt’s right hand now broken, he gasped, ‘Hea…Heath, I didn’t recognize you! Forgive me for offending your woman!”

Heath asked coldly, ‘Which foot stepped on the gas?‘

Kieran crushed Holt’s ankle, eliciting another scream. The onlookers could only watch, anticipating the hospital trip ahead.

Alaric, pulling Kieran away, scolded Holt, ‘Can’t take a loss in racing? And you dared to think of sleeping with our Aurora? Are you tired of living?”

“I wouldn’t dare touch her, not even with a hundred guts! I didn’t know she was…! Please, have mercy!” Holt pleaded, tears streaming.

He hadn’t known this fiery woman belonged to Heath Fairbank. The protective stance of Lysander and Alaric spoke volumes.

Alaric kicked him, “Get lost. Bring me the twenty million tomorrow!”

“Twenty million?” Holt was baffled. Wasn’t it just over ten million?

“Money or your life? Do you want Heath to end you right now?”

“I choose life!” Holt scurried away, limping with the support of his friends.

Alaric approached Heath, patting his shoulder, “Alright, let’s not go too far. The guy’s already half–dead from the beating.”

Lysander also chimed in, “Let it be. Aurora is fine, the helmet protected her. It’s just a superficial wound, a bandage will do.”

Heath glanced at Aurora and walked over to her. But Aurora seemed to be under the impression that whenever Heath came near, his strong perfume scent lingered stubbornly at the tip of her nose.

Aurora glared fiercely at Heath, tossing her helmet aside, and shrugged off his touch, “Can’t you wash off that perfume before touching

me?”

The scent reminded her of Elowen, who carelessly switched into Heath’s slippers and bustled around the kitchen as if she owned the place.

Even after sending Elowen away, Aurora felt uncomfortably irked.

Holding her head, she walked over to Alaric, “Give me my winnings tomorrow.”

Aurora left the venue, Jay already waiting outside. Without asking about her injury, he helped her into the car, and they returned to the villa.

Aurora bandaged her wound, deemed it minor, and overcome with exhaustion, she soon fell asleep, hoping to awake with all these troubles behind her.

Back at the race track, Alaric slapped Heath’s shoulder, “What are you and Aurora about?”

Heath turned and glared at Alaric, “Do you still want Elowen?”

Alaric, surprised, replied, “Of course! I definitely want her!”

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Heath, unimpressed with his brother’s lack of resolve, retorted, “Sort it out soon, or I’ll send her back to England.”

Alaric took a moment to process this, “Your fight with Aurora… It’s not about Elowen, is it?”

Heath, flipping through his phone, was irked that Aurora hadn’t sent a single message since she left. He was ready for a cold war.

Aware of the full story, Kieran explained to Alaric and Lysander, “Elowen took the keys to the boss’s home today, went to his house. Only they know what she said to Aurora, but the boss and Aurora did argue over this.”

“Elowen took your home keys? But, she’s a socialite… she wouldn’t…” Alaric struggled to defend Elowen.

Heath looked up, “Aurora said Elowen entered wearing my slippers, even bought groceries to cook. If she hadn’t said something inappropriate, Aurora wouldn’t be this upset.”

Alaric’s hope dimmed. The woman he yearned for only had eyes for Heath, even resorting to petty tactics to create discord.

So, Alaric,” Heath said, “I tolerate her because of you. If you can’t sort this, I will.”

Alaric knew Heath had no interest in Elowen, and Aurora must know too. Yet Aurora’s rage, racing to the brink of danger, hinted that Elowen had crossed a severe line.

Aurora, Heath’s most cherished, had her limits tested by Elowen, risking Heath’s wrath.

Still, Elowen was the woman he had always longed for.

“Heath,” Alaric finally spoke, “I’ll handle it. Please, don’t harm her.”

Heath frowned, nodded, and left the track with Kieran.

Lysander patted Alaric’s back, “When will you give up? Elowen really crossed the line this time.

Alaric, head bowed, remained silent. Lysander, shaking his head, dragged him along, “Come on, no more gloomy face. Let’s have a drink, I’ll help you figure it out.”

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