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CHAPTER FIFTY-TWO: Stay
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Arrange Marriage to a Heartless CEO CHAPTER FIFTY-TWO: Stay
CHARLOTTE'S POVThe hospital room felt like it had swallowed the day. Harsh lights, the low murmur of voices, the smell of coffee and disinfectant. My hands wouldn’t stop twisting the strap of my bag.I caught Eleanor’s eye across the room. She stood up, her face pale but composed.“Charlotte,” she said quietly, “you need to go and bathe. Rest a little. Marcus will take you to the hotel.”I shook my head before she even finished. “No. I’m not leaving him.”“You haven’t slept,” she insisted. “You’re trembling, and to be honest, you smell bad.”“I don’t care,” I snapped, voice cracking. “I’m staying.”Eleanor took a small step closer. “Marcus will bring you back the second the doctors say you can see him.”“No,” I said again, hugging my arms around myself. “I’m not leaving this building.”“Charlotte…” She lowered her voice. “You can’t help him if you collapse. You need a shower, a meal, and ten minutes to breathe.”“I’m fine,” I whispered. “I’m not going anywhere.”Marcus appeared in th
Arrange Marriage to a Heartless CEO CHAPTER FIFTY-ONE: Echoes
AIDEN'S POVIt isn’t quiet here. It’s dark, but the dark has texture, like smoke curling through a locked room.There’s a hiss first, a long soft inhale, then a steady beep, tick, tick, tick – like a metronome.And under it, a voice I know even when it’s breaking.Charlotte.“Wake up… you don’t get to break that promise now.”The words slide under my skin. They anchor me, pull me away from the crash. My tongue won’t move, my chest won’t rise the way it should. It’s like being buried under ice with my eyes open.I try to reach for her voice.Charlotte. I can hear you. I’m here.Nothing comes out. The machine keeps beeping. The smell of antiseptic wraps around me.Another voice drifts in, older, steadier. It was my mother. She’s praying. She always prayed when she was scared. I used to listen outside her door as a boy, pretending I wasn’t afraid too. The sound of her whispering pulls me deeper into memory: her hand on my forehead when I had fevers, the scent of lavender oil, the tremor
Arrange Marriage to a Heartless CEO CHAPTER FIFTY: Trust
CHARLOTTE’S POVThe room light was dim except for the green glow of the monitor. I have been sitting in the same chair for hours, my head leaning against the bed rail. Aiden’s fingers lie limp beneath mine, cool, unresponsive.“Wake up,” I whispered. “You always hated hospitals. You told me once the smell made you nauseous. So wake up and get out of here.”The monitor answered with a steady beep.Looking at him lying on the bed helplessly scared me. The always vibrant, rude, and arrogant boss and husband that I know.The door opens quietly. Marcus slips in, closing it behind him.“You haven’t slept,” he says softly.“Neither have you,” I replied without looking at him. “Any news?”He hesitated at first, but then came closer.“Security’s doubled on this floor. William’s in contact with the London police. Interpol’s been notified.”I sat up straighter. “Interpol? Is it that serious?”?“It is.” His eyes flick to Aiden. Everyone's on high alert until we know who sabotaged that cat.”I clu
Arrange Marriage to a Heartless CEO CHAPTER FORTY-NINE: Fear of the Unknown
CHARLOTTE’S POV“Doctor!” My voice cracked as I shouted.The door banged open and Dr Verma hurried in with two nurses.“What happened?” he demanded.“I..I don’t know,” I stammered. “The machine started beeping and then it stopped…”He checked the monitors. “His vitals dropped but they’re stabilizing again.”I gripped the bed rail. “Is he dying?”“No. Calm down.” He motioned to a nurse. “Increase oxygen flow. Check his blood pressure again.”Eleanor stepped closer. “Tell us the truth. You said you ran routine tests. What aren’t you telling us?”Dr Verma exhaled slowly. “We found an anomaly in his blood work. Nothing conclusive yet.”“What kind of anomaly?” I pressed.“Something to do with clotting factors,” he said carefully. “We’re not sure if it’s from the trauma or a pre-existing condition.”Eleanor’s face tightened. “Condition? He’s never been sick.”“That you know of,” the doctor said. “Right now, our focus is on keeping him stable. When we know more, we’ll update you.”I shook my
Arrange Marriage to a Heartless CEO CHAPTER FORTY-EIGHT: Hope and Miracles
CHARLOTTE’S POVI hunched over my laptop in the little study, fingers flying across the keys. “This chapter will be perfect,” I murmured to myself. “For once, something is perfect.” The glow of the screen blurred a little. I didn’t even look at my phone on the desk; it buzzed and stopped, buzzed again.Elsie’s voice came faint and frantic in the corridor. “Ma’am…”I wasn't certain if I heard someone call me, so I ignored it and continued typing.The door slammed open. “Charlotte!”I startled, half-standing. “Elsie? What…”Her eyes were red and wet. “Why aren’t you answering your phone?”“I…” I grabbed the phone. Twelve missed calls from Aiden and a different number from London too. My stomach dropped. “What’s wrong?”She pressed a trembling hand to her mouth. “It’s about Sir…” she started crying.“Yes, what is it, Elsie? I asked already getting scared.“A hospital in London… they called from his phone.. He’s been in an accident. They said…”My breath caught. I was as if my breath w
Arrange Marriage to a Heartless CEO CHAPTER FORTY-SEVEN: Collision Course
AIDEN'S POVJulian’s voice cracked through the speakerphone before I even reached my desk.“Sir, there’s been a change in today’s pitch meeting line-up.”I set my coffee down. “What kind of change?” I unbuttoned my suit jacket.“Dylan Sanchez is coming. He is coming personally, not just his reps. He’ll be at the table.”My jaw flexed. “Of course he will. He never can resist a stage.” I whispered to myself.“It’s a closed-door session, sir. Your name’s already on the schedule as lead presenter. He’s scheduled after you.”I wanted to represent my company, but now I don't trust anyone to do it for me.I leaned back. “So we go first, he goes after, the board decides who gets the contract, right?”“That’s right sir.”“Fine. I’ll handle it.”I hung up, but my hand stayed on the phone. I could already feel Dylan’s grin, the one he used to slice into people before they even opened their mouths.The long oval table sparkled as if it were recently made or polished. Executives shifted papers, mu
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