Heartbroken Billionaire: Begging for Redemption novel Chapter 6

Howard's phone kept ringing on his way back to the villa. The caller ID—"Grandma"—flashing on the screen gave him a headache.

Just before the last ring, Howard hit the brakes and picked up the call.

"Grandma," he said gently.

"So you do remember that I'm your grandma!" Bethany's stern voice came through. "What's going on with that woman named Alyssa?"

Howard massaged the bridge of his nose and answered patiently, "Alyssa's sick. She means no harm."

"Are you out of your mind, Howard Larson?" Bethany scolded. "No harm? She knew you were married, yet she still got close to you. She's literally being the other woman while acting all righteous! I've never seen such shamelessness. Cut her off immediately and go make peace with Meg!"

Howard frowned, Megan's face appearing briefly in his mind.

Annoyance rose in him.

He asked coldly, "Did Megan tell on me?"

"Does she even need to?" Bethany snapped. "It's all over the internet! Keep this in mind, Howard—your wife is Megan. How could you stand by another woman while Meg fell to the ground in front of the paparazzi?

"How do you think that made her look in front of all those people?"

Howard suddenly recalled the scene just now and the hurt look in her eyes in that instant. That situation indeed hadn't been right.

But he quickly shook off the thought.

"She's in the wrong, Grandma. She saw the posts online and went to the hospital just to corner Alyssa."

"Let me talk to him."

Ronald took the phone from Bethany. "Howard, you were the one who brought Megan to me, saying you wanted to marry her. Since you married her, you're responsible for her!"

"Grandpa…"

"Come home for dinner tonight. Bring Megan."

Ronald hung up after, leaving no room for excuses.

Alone in the car, Howard tapped the steering wheel unconsciously with his left hand, his brow deeply furrowed.

He scrolled through his phone to find Megan's contact.

She still hadn't replied to any of the messages he had sent before.

Irritation welled up in him, but he suppressed his feelings and forced himself to call her.

After a long wait, Megan finally answered.

"What are you doing?" Howard's voice was cold.

"Do you need something?" Megan asked instead of answering his question.

Howard rubbed his temples. "Why did you go to the hospital today to corner Alyssa?"

"I didn't," Megan answered rather calmly. "I only went to see Lena."

"Don't lie to me, Megan!"

Howard's irritation spiked again, his patience thinning, but the only response he received was her light laugh.

Her nonchalance, as if she couldn't care less about him, infuriated him even more. Nonetheless, upon remembering Ronald's order, he had no choice but to say, "You're coming with me to the Larson residence tonight."

"I'm busy." Megan's clear voice carried no hesitation.

"This is Grandpa's order," Howard pressed with a frown.

In the next instant, Megan hung up.

All he could hear now was the steady beeping of a busy signal.

Howard froze slightly, a deep frown creasing his brow.

He tried calling again, but she no longer picked up.

Traffic streamed past his car as he stared at his phone in silence.

In the end, he put it away, started the car, and drove back to their villa.

The sky had grown darker.

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