My Broken Billionaire Husband

Condition In Contract

Bethany’s P.O.V.

"Stay away from him and don't let him do anything to you, you know," my mother lectured me as I was about to leave with my luggage. John, who was standing at the door, cleared his throat and looked away. “Mom…. You are really something,” I muttered angrily while taking my bag from her hand. “What? You two should wait till your wedding ceremony,” she exclaimed this time, and I glared hard at him. It was so embarrassing in front of John. “Mom,” I yelled, and at the same time, my father, came to us, almost running.

“You forgot your pouch, love,” he said to me while giving me my pouch containing my toiletries. “Thanks, dad,” I thanked him while taking the pouch from him. “What happened?” he asked me in a concerned tone when he saw tension between me and my mother. “I just as