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I Slapped My Fiancé—Then Married His Billionaire Nemesis Chapter 100 Pregnant
Rhys Granger was walking ahead of me, head down, flipping through a stack of paper that had the hospital’s logo on it.He had his back to me, but I’d have recognised that lanky frame and slightly hunched shoulders anywhere.Right next to him was Catherine.She sounded chipper. ‘I told you. It’s positive, right? I’m definitely pregnant! The doctor confirmed it.’I glanced at the signpost near the stairwell door. This was the obstetrics and gynaecology floor.My feet carried me forward before I’d even decided to follow; I smelled drama.The hallway wasn’t crowded, but it was busy enough that I could blend in, trailing after them without being noticed.Catherine sounded thrilled. Rhys didn’t.He kept turning the pages like he either didn’t understand the medical jargon or didn’t want to. ‘How the hell did this happen? I used protection every time!’A few heads turned at that—most people on this floor were all happy tears and heartbeat scans. Rhys was clearly not on-brand.Catherine notic
I Slapped My Fiancé—Then Married His Billionaire Nemesis Chapter 99 (Almost) Full Disclosure
‘Arrested?’ The juice in my mouth suddenly tasted sweeter. ‘For what?’‘Aggravated assault.’‘On?’‘You.’I touched my own nose. ‘But I wasn’t assaulted.’‘She pushed you into a pool.’‘True,’ I admitted. ‘But I’m fine now. No “serious bodily injury”.’‘Not for lack of trying on her part,’ Ashton said, voice flat.‘I bet her family’s already posted bail.’ The Brookes had more than enough money for that.‘Not this time.’‘Why not? Don’t get me wrong, I’m thrilled she’s finally been arrested, but it’s just my word against hers.’‘There’s evidence. Someone filmed it.’I perked up. ‘Really? Who? I need to send them flowers.’His lips curved. ‘I already took care of that.’‘Thanks.’ I took another long sip of juice, savouring it. ‘She used to mess with me in school. Barely back in town and already pulling the same crap. I’m not letting it slide this time.’Ashton asked, ‘What did she do to you?’‘Didn’t I already tell you? In the car?’‘Bits and pieces. You were mostly incoherent.’I sippe
I Slapped My Fiancé—Then Married His Billionaire Nemesis Chapter 98 Ab Study
I woke up with my face pressed against something warm and solid.Took a second to realise it was skin.Male skin. Tanned, smooth, faintly salty. Rising and falling in a steady, hypnotic rhythm.My fingers were digging into someone’s abs.And not soft ones.The room was dim—early grey morning kind of dim—but not dim enough to miss the fact that I was clinging to Ashton like a koala, and he was bare-chested.I blinked hard. Stayed still for one beat, then another, waiting for my sluggish brain to boot up.Last night was a blur. I remembered the fever, the IV drip, the ice packs. Ashton getting into bed with me. Then leaving.More than once, apparently.Beyond that? Blank.My hospital gown was still on, but thin enough to feel the heat radiating off him.And my hand—God—was still resting on his stomach.I yanked it back. Stopped halfway.Peeked at his face. His eyes were closed.Slowly, sneakily, like a thief, I laid my hand back down.The feel of him was ridiculous.I’d taken boxing cla
I Slapped My Fiancé—Then Married His Billionaire Nemesis Chapter 97 Ashton’s POV: Hot, Cold, Hot
Ashton was about to explode.His skin ran cooler than hers—that was the whole reason she’d latched onto him in the first place.But the coolness didn’t last long.The moment her lips brushed his skin, heat punched through his core like a flare. His chest tightened, ribs compressing like his lungs had shrunk.She was doing unspeakable things to his shirt, tugging and clawing at the fabric with the same feverish impatience she’d shown that night at the hotel.Apparently, she had a habit of tearing buttons off when she didn’t feel like undoing them one by one.His throat was dry as sand. Forming words was a challenge he had no time for.At first, he’d tried to behave.She was feverish. Burning up. Maybe even delirious.Someone had to be the adult in the room.But it was getting harder by the second.Every time she whimpered in that breathy, unsatisfied way when he edged away, every time her mouth ghosted over his chest or her cheek dragged across his stomach, another bolt of heat tore th
I Slapped My Fiancé—Then Married His Billionaire Nemesis Chapter 96 Fever
I floated.Not in water. Not anymore.But my limbs felt loose, weightless, like gravity had forgotten me.I drifted in and out of sleep, memories slipping through the cracks.Ashton’s arms. The sting of pool water against my skin.A towel. A bed. Sleep. But not for long.Then the blur of movement—his chest under my cheek, the lurch of a car.I was somewhere else after that. Multiple voices, hands on my forehead and wrist, an electronic beep, receding footsteps, then a different kind of quiet. Cooler air. Sterile, sharp.A hospital. I knew the smell.At some point, something slid into my arm. A tube. IV fluid dripping, seeping into my bloodstream.Cold trickled in. I shivered in relief.There were voices again. One of them soft, tight with worry.Yvaine? Maybe. I couldn’t hold onto it long enough to be sure.Then sleep again. Real this time. Deep. Still.My body sank, just for a moment.But peace didn’t last.Something inside me stirred.A flicker at first.Then a steady burn, crawling
I Slapped My Fiancé—Then Married His Billionaire Nemesis Chapter 95 Ashton’s POV: Things He Didn’t Know
‘Sir, we’re here,’ the driver said.Fifteen minutes later…The private hospital room was silent except for the slow drip-drip-drip of the IV.Ashton stayed beside the bed, adjusting the blanket over Mirabelle’s shoulder.Her face was flushed. Her hair stuck to her forehead in damp clumps.He pulled out his phone and made a call.Yvaine Carlisle sprinted in almost an hour later, panting, sweat clinging to her temples.She nearly slammed into the doorframe.‘What the hell happened? Why’s she burning up?’Mirabelle was asleep, breathing unevenly.Ashton pointed his chin towards the sitting area. His voice dropped. ‘She fell in the pool. Fever spiked after we got her out.’‘She fell?’ Yvaine had dropped onto the sofa. She now shot back up like the cushion bit her. ‘She’s terrified of water. That must’ve scared the shit out of her.’Ashton narrowed his eyes. ‘You knew that?’He’d heard the story from Mirabelle in the car, but her words were disjointed, and there were missing pieces.He had
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