182: Chapter 182 – Get out, Zayla

Chapter 182 – Get out, Zayla

Zayla bit her lower lip so hard, it almost drew blood. With Robin's hawklike glare on her, her mind blanked. 2

She was internally rebuking herself for once again speaking without thinking.

"How did your father know my father?" 

Robin rephrased the question due to her inability to answer the first one which meant yes. 

Robin would have been very surprised if he did not know already but he still faked being astonished. 

All along, he was dining with a snake but so was he counting her days. 

The day Sabrina celebrates her twenty-sixth birthday, Robin was sure to take Zayla and her father's lives as a memorial of the end of all the pain and suffering he caused Sabrina.

While at it, he would ensure that she suffers worse things than Sabrina ever did during their three years of marriage.

As always, Zayla would find a lie to save herself. Her gaze lowered and she fidgeted with her fingers, 

"Robin, I didn't say that my father knew your father. He was just guessing because I showed the note to him."

Robin was amazed by the smoothness of her lie. He would not have known if he was not a step ahead of her. 

Better still, he would rather end it there before she got a heads up of his plans towards her.

"Then you should know how to phrase your sentences next time. I'm busy."

He began to scrutinize a pile of documents in front of him which was his way of telling her to get out but Zayla could not. 

She felt that he believed her lie, for which reason she dared to move to the next stage of her plans.

"Robin please, my father needs help."

Robin did not bat an eyelash and neither did he stop what he was doing. It did not distract him since he did not give her his attention. 

When he responded, his voice was icy and his gaze dark.

"Zayla, your father is not my responsibility."

Zayla swallowed tightly. One minute, he was thanking her for saving his life and the next minute, he was back to treating her like trash. 

Zayla wondered for how long Sabrina had to endure such an unpredictable man.

"My mother is not well and she's in Florida. My father wants me to come with him to go visit her and we'll need some money too."

Robin let out a humorless chuckle, as he figured out that the father and daughter were trying to run away. 

Over his dead body would he allow them to escape from his clutches.

"You can go to Florida after giving birth to my child."

With an empty stomach, Zayla was beginning to regret this whole fake pregnancy thing. It was the reason why he would not let her leave his side. 

It was also the basis for which he'll make her clean the penthouse and cook her meals when he could pay people to do them for her.

She wondered for how long she had to endure it and also knew that she had to find a way to escape, as she began to accept the fact that Robin did not love her as he said before. 

If not, how could he be treating her like this?

He was never one who was stingy with money so why make her feel bad or guilty to even ask for it?

"Robin please, my mother needs me."

Robin remembered Grandma telling him that Zayla's mother was the only honest person. 

Also, she was not related by blood to Kennedy and Zayla was the one who decided to be in cahoots with her father. 

In this case, Robin would not let an innocent woman suffer for the wrong of others. If she was indeed sick, then he would not mind helping but not the way Zayla would want. 

"Give me her address in Florida. I will send somebody over to take care of her."

Zayla paled and Robin already guessed that her mother was not sick which meant she was just trying to find a means to run away with her father.

"My father can take care of her if you give a million."

"A what?" 

Robin's gaze darkened and he asked coldly, Zayla shivered, fearing that he would not give because the money was too much and reduced the amount, her heart race increasing all through.

"Half a million."

Robin glared at her with disgust and asked in a mocking tone, making her afraid. 

Robin was never this cold to her before and she could not understand what was happening. 

"You need half a million for your father?"

"Yes." She shamelessly nodded her head. 

Robin confirmed that indeed, she wanted to run away but not under his watch.

"I will add it to my budget and you can have two million in a month." 

By then, she would be dead, for which reason he termed it so but Zayla was uneasy. 

A lot could happen in a month, especially when Robin has become so unpredictable. 

He could even change his mind so since she had the opportunity now, she was not going to let it pass her by.

"Robin please, a month is too much."

Robin's brows creased, as disgust and impatience flashed in his eyes, trying to not make her suspicious of his plans. He asked seriously,

"What if your father goes and doesn't return? Won't his debtors come and give you trouble? I've changed my mind. He should stay and sort out his debtors first."

Robin pretended to be busy but he was watching her. Everything about her shone pretense and viciousness but he saw himself as the greater fool for not seeing it before.

How did he even allow her into his life in the first place? Robin could not piece it all together but he was enjoying the misery covering her vile countenance.

Zayla was finding it hard to digest what Robin just said. How would her father sort out all those investors when he did not have any money? She had to explain. 

Maybe Robin did not understand.

"Ro…"

"Get out, Zayla!" Robin cut her off with a roar.

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