Love Game With The Rebel Billionaire

He grabbed my right arm and pulled me up. I wasn't planning on following him, but he was so strong that he pulled me to my feet.

"If you have something to discuss with me, talk to me directly," Ash added, giving her a deadly glare.

"How can I talk to you if you won't even bother to meet me, Cassius?" Evangeline said, the frustration evident in her voice.

Ash was able to push her to her limit, unlike anyone else. What's their real relationship? I know it's not just friendship, and I'm not stupid enough not to notice that. "We have nothing to talk about," Ash answered, his tone cold.

Evangeline raised a brow. "Really?"

Her expression changed again. It became neutral, but it was enough to give me chills. To be honest, she was extraordinarily scary today.

Who are you really, Evangeline?

"If you continue seeing her, I'm afraid I'll have to suspend her for real, this time," Evangeline said, looking at me as if she was asking me to play along.

But I didn't. I just want to leave this place. Both of them were draining me out.

"You can't do that." Ash said, smirking. "You don't have any evidence, do you?

"I do have one." Evangeline smirked before reaching into her pocket. But she seemed alarmed when she couldn't find it. "Fuck, where's my phone?!" "Looking for this?"

My eyes widened when I saw Ash holding Evangeline's phone. I tilted my head, wondering how Ash managed to get her phone without her noticing.

"There. You don't have any evidence anymore," Ash said, twirling the phone in his hand before letting it fall to the floor.

The phone screen cracked because of that, and as if it wasn't enough, Ash stomped on her phone repeatedly.

Evangeline just stood there, staring at her phone. It was completely destroyed. I don't think it can be fixed, even if she takes it to a technician.

Ash was ruthless. I could see tears welling up in Evangeline's eyes because of what he did.

At some point, I started to wonder why Ash was acting like this... as if he was protecting me from her. Is that why he's here now, even though his suspension hasn't been lifted yet?

"What the f. uck" Evangeline shouted, her voice echoing throughout the room. "Do you even know how much that phone means to me?! You bullshit!" she sat on the floor to pick up her shattered phone. "You don't know where this came from, yet you broke it!"

At that moment, I suddenly felt sorry for Evangeline. It seems like that phone had sentimental value.

"Isn't that too much, Ash?" I asked.

Ash didn't respond. He just glanced at me briefly before turning his attention back to Evangeline.

"You may be above me in some things, but in this University, I'm in charge, Rose," he stated, ignoring Evangeline's and my words. "Remember that."

I thought those were his final words, but then he said something to Evangeline that sent chills down my spine.

"And lastly, don't mess with my girl," he said with authority before pulling me out of the room.

"YOUR father is right," my mother said when I got home." You've been coming home at this hour for several days now, just like your father said."

"I'm home, Mom," I said, taking her left hand and pressing it to my forehead as a sign of respect.

I hate myself for loving my mother this much, despite her not giving me the love I deserve.

Maybe it's because I see myself in her. We're both begging for love from someone who can't give it back. I was begging for her to love me and take my side, even just once, while she was begging for my father's love, even though it no longer existed.

My father was just staring at me while sitting on the couch. Maybe he was waiting for me to give him some respect, but even if he killed me now, I would never give it to him.

I went to the kitchen to drink some water, ignoring them.

I remembered how I ran away after he pulled me outside the student council room. More like, I sprinted. I can deal with the exhaustion and the awkwardness I will feel if I stayed long with me.

"Sapphire," my mom called, snapping me back to reality.

I looked at her with a confused expression. She leaned against the wall, watching me closely as I drank water.

"You seem to have a lot of time on your hands now, Mom," I said sarcastically before washing the glass I used and placing it in the rack. "You never even asked me if I was okay before, and now here you are, following me wherever I go." I wasn't the type of person who would talk back to my mom, but I felt like I was about to lose my sanity if I didn't say what was on my mind.

"I would understand if you were staying late because of schoolwork, but your classmate said when I called that you didn't stay late for anything today," she explained before glancing at the wall clock in the kitchen. "So where were you, Sapphire Jade?"

"No matter what I say, you won't believe me anyway. You'll still believe Dad," I said in a low and polite tone.

I didn't know where I got the courage to talk back to her, even though she was already mad and calling me by my full name, which just meant she was already annoyed.

If you're loving the book, nel5s.org is where the adventure continues. Join us for the complete experience-all for free. The next chapter is eagerly waiting for you! "I'll rest now, Mom. I'm tired today."

I don't want to argue anymore. I already have too much on my mind. I don't want to add to it.

"I was right, wasn't I, Titania? Your child is so rude," I heard my dad say from the living room. "You didn't raise her properly, which is why she turned out so disrespectful."

I tried my best not to roll my eyes, but subconsciously, I did.

I bowed my head when I saw how sharp my mother's gaze was, but I had no intention of apologizing for my behavior now.

It's not my fault this family is falling apart.

"Stop it, Randall." My mom massaged her temples. "I'm talking to our child calmly."

Just as my mom said that, I was already in front of her. I looked at my dad and noticed his lips parting and closing as if he wanted to say something but was holding himself back.

My father was such a jerk for being here despite what he did to us. He broke my trust, and he's taking advantage of my mother's love for him.

"Mom, I'm really tired right now," I said in a low tone. "I have class tomorrow, and we have quizzes again."

There are times when I'm more stressed than usual, yet I still work hard for myself. I never even gave myself time to rest.

"You're such a worthless child," I heard my dad say before he stood up, and that was when my patience finally snapped.