The Lust of a Billionaire CEO

Chapter 67

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The next morning, I woke up and did not see where Cecilia was. I panicked, I panicked. My breath seemed crowded, I kept running, looking in the bathroom, every corner of the room. But, still I did not discover the whereabouts of Cecilia at all.

My daughter was not in the room, I was conscious of it. Get out of the room, get into the elevator and get downstairs.

"Where's Cecilia?" I panic at the maid.

"Miss Cecilia is in the back garden, sir. There were also bodyguards accompanying her," replied the friendly maid.

Hearing that, I calmed down again. My love for him is getting bigger and bigger, so I can't control myself. This is not the usual me, I turned into a man who knows what it is now. What matters is that he has to stay by my side no matter what happens.

I ran back slowly towards the backyard. Arriving there, sure enough, he was sitting on a chair made of iron with a sunflower pattern. Exactly like a waste that is now in bloom around the chair. He basked in the morning sun. He was in the middle, while the two bodyguards were on his left and right. I saw him looking up, enjoying the sunlight that was shining down on him.

"Good morning, sir," said the head of the guard.

"Have he been there a long time, Alex" I asked to ignore Alex's greeting. Alex is one of my confidants.

"Already, Sir. I've invited Miss to come back and have breakfast. But, he refused. Miss said she'd come back and have breakfast if you picked her up right away."

I ignored Alex again, and walked straight to where Cecilia was. Arriving there, I gave the code asking the guards to leave. After they left, I sat down right next to Cecilia who was still at home looking up.

"Master's coming" he said without glancing at me.

"What are you doing here? Are you making plans to get away from me again?"

"Where am I going? To the afterlife I did not succeed. Anything else if you just go out of town or country. Into the pit of ants even once, Master can still find me. So, where am I going?" His words sounded so poignant that they could pierce the heart.

"Store or actor woman. There is no other option, such as a legitimate wife for example. Huh, isn't my life too heavy. Up ahead, there's no happy ending involved."

"Stay by my side, at least that's best."

"Will you love him and not distinguish him?" A drop of her translucent circle fell down, she cried while stroking her flat stomach. I get the point.

"Of course, isn't he my flesh and blood."

"Can you prove it?"

"Do you want something? Just say it."

"I want to go far away, can you grant it?" Her question made me subconsciously grip her chin firmly.

"I'm not happy, I'm not happy living together, sir. I'm very sick," he said with great difficulty. I immediately let go of my hand that gripped his chin. The red color is there.

"It's sad my life. I was tortured but no one could help me. I live alone, I have no family members. From childhood I have suffered, being an actor makes me happy, there are some people who love me, like Angela and Nasa. I no longer suffer as long as I am an actor, my life is enough. No more hunger, no more sleeping under the bridge, no longer chased by bad people. Quite sad because the suffering I felt back. It felt so tired, so tired that I wanted to end everything." He was involved very fragile and pitiful.

"Being a mistress will also make you happy, won't it?"

"Being happy for me, but not for him. Thinking he was suffering, I would suffer dozens of times that of him," he stroked his stomach again.

"I'm not gonna let you go."