My Child and I Married a Billionaire novel Chapter 112

Chapter 112: Chapter 112: Overwhelming Possessiveness

Being watched by two men while Damien Vaughn rubbed her feet and put her shoes on, Cecelia Archer was about to die of embarrassment.

She wiggled her feet slightly and replied perfunctorily.

"It feels much better. It’s getting late, isn’t it? Let’s head back."

Damien Vaughn had brought Cecelia Archer out tonight specifically to lift her spirits.

They’d had drinks, they’d danced, and he’d staked his claim. He was completely satisfied.

"You’re tired. Okay. Candy’s still at home waiting for us to come back so she can sleep. Let’s go."

As he spoke, he took Cecelia Archer’s hand and tucked it into the crook of his arm.

Cecelia Archer instinctively glanced at Shane Grant, wanting to say goodbye, but he was already staring right at her.

"Mr. Grant..."

"Cecelia, are you free tomorrow?"

Shane Grant’s expression was grim, and he looked quite unhappy as he cut in before she could speak.

"Annie hasn’t been doing well recently. He hasn’t gone to school since we last saw each other at the hospital. I broke my promise to him, so he’s lost all trust in me. Now, he won’t listen to a word I say... If it’s not too much trouble, I was hoping you could go see him tomorrow."

Cecelia Archer’s heart ached to hear this.

She knew it was her fault that Annie was acting this way.

He craved a mother’s love, and she had promised to give it, only to break her word. His little heart must be shattered.

"I’m free! I’ll bring Candy over first thing tomorrow morning. Should I go to your house or..."

’She’s not even going to ask my opinion? Just agrees on the spot? And to his house, no less?’

Damien Vaughn frowned and pulled Cecelia Archer behind him.

"Who said you’re free tomorrow? You have to be with me tomorrow."

Cecelia Archer froze. ’With him for what? He hadn’t mentioned any plans for tomorrow before they left.’

Damien Vaughn read her expression like an open book.

"Grandpa isn’t feeling well. I’m taking him to the hospital for a check-up tomorrow. You and Candy have to come along."

’Using Grandpa’s health to pressure me?’

Cecelia Archer said, "...Then the day after tomorrow. Mr. Grant..."

Shane Grant graciously didn’t make things difficult for her.

"Alright, one more day doesn’t matter. The day after tomorrow, then. First thing..."

"She’s not free the day after tomorrow either."

Damien Vaughn’s possessiveness flared. He couldn’t stand the affectionate way Shane Grant was looking at Cecelia Archer.

"My friend is getting married the day after tomorrow, and Cecelia Archer has to attend with me."

If the story about his grandfather’s hospital visit could have been real, this was clearly just a deliberate lie.

Before Shane Grant could respond, Cecelia Archer angrily yanked her hand from the crook of Damien’s arm.

"So what is it? The day after that, and the day after that, too? Will I just never be free as long as it’s to go to Mr. Grant’s house? Why are you being like this? I’m just going to see a little boy. Don’t I even have that little bit of freedom?"

’The moment I say she can’t see Shane Grant, look how angry she gets!’

’If she’s so fond of Shane Grant, then why did he leave her high and dry a few days ago, forcing her to go work for Annabelle Young like some charity case?’

Damien Vaughn’s brow furrowed, and just as he looked about to lose his temper, Zeke Walton stepped between them.

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