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Married the Right Billionaire, Now My Family Begs Me Back THIRTY NINE
CHAPTER 39.The leaves kept falling. One caught in Rafael’s hair, a small red maple leaf, absurd against the black of it, and she found she couldn’t look at it without something in her chest doing a strange, painful thing. She looked at the stone instead. She looked at the date.Rafael had just said something huge, in the same simple way he said everything. He hadn’t dressed it up. He hadn’t asked for anything in return. He had only set it down in the cold air between them, like a stone placed on a table, and waited to see what she would do.And now Tatiana had no idea what to do with it.“I’ll tell you what I want,” Tatiana said at last. Her voice didn’t sound any better, but it carried a little more conviction. “Not here.”“Where?”“My bedroom,” She bent down, slowly, and brushed the red leaf off the granite with the side of her thumb. Then, because she couldn’t help herself, she straightened, reached up, and plucked the one from his hair, holding it between two fingers for a moment
Married the Right Billionaire, Now My Family Begs Me Back THIRTY EIGHT
CHAPTER 38.Oliver Kensington's car had barely cleared the gate when Rafael came down the corridor. He didn't need a cane anymore. It had been six weeks since he'd carried one, ever since the physiotherapist folded her arms in the middle of the gym, watched him walk the length of the room without faltering, and said, reluctantly, that he was being boring about it and she figured he could stop. His knee still ached on cold mornings. It would probably ache for the rest of his life. But this was so much better.The glass doors of the breakfast room were open. Claire was clearing Oliver's untouched plate with the face of a woman removing a dead mouse from a pantry. At the far end of the long table, his mother sat with her coffee and her toast, perfectly composed, and a glass of white wine that was now empty."You're drinking alcohol in the morning. Have you lost your mind, Mom?" said Rafael."I made a toast.""You really meant it.""That old man forced his way in, and I couldn't say anyth
Married the Right Billionaire, Now My Family Begs Me Back THIRTY SEVEN
CHAPTER 37.Three months later.In Arabella's time, the Kensington dining room had plain linen curtains and a table that sat twenty without ever looking over the top.But Clarisse had changed it in just a year. That woman's favorite curtains vanished. In their place hung heavy gold brocade, and above the table now blazed a chandelier that looked like a prize from a casino. Tonight it lit five people and a ridiculous amount of food that nobody touched.Oliver Kensington sat at the end of the table with his phone beside his plate, screen up, like a man waiting for a verdict."Thirteen Mondays," he said.Nobody answered."She said Monday. In front of half the board, on that damn lawn. We'll discuss the offer on Monday." He grabbed his glass, found it empty, and set it back down with a click. "It's been three months.""Maybe she's busy," said Ethan.Oliver's eldest sat on his right. He was tall, neat. He cut his steak into small, even squares."Busy?" Oliver laughed, short and ugly. "I've
Married the Right Billionaire, Now My Family Begs Me Back THIRTY SIX
CHAPTER 36The emergency room was dim and humming.The machines stood along the wall in a quiet row, blinking softly. A monitor traced a green line across a black screen, up and down, up and down, with a small, systematic electronic beat. A bag of clear fluid hung beside the bed. A smaller one hung next to it.Rafael stopped just inside the room and for a moment forgot how to breathe. She looked so small. He finally walked to the bed. His knee screamed with every step. He ignored it, just as he had ignored it on the grass of the golf course this morning, in the car, or on the cold tile outside the doors of the hospital rooms. His cane was still lying in the grass somewhere, forgotten. It felt very far away.There was a chair, but Rafael didn’t take it right away. He stood and looked at Tatiana’s hand lying on the sheet, small and pale and still, with the bruise from Matthew’s grip fading to yellow at her wrist.Then he sat, slowly, and held it in both of his hands. The hand felt colde
Married the Right Billionaire, Now My Family Begs Me Back THIRTY FIVE
CHAPTER 35.The doctor came out at ten past six. Viviane already knew before the doors had finished swinging. She had sat across boardroom tables from men who were about to deliver bad news, and she recognized that walk. The slow, careful, overly gentle steps. The shoulders leaning slightly forward, as if into the wind.The doctor was a small woman in green scrubs, her hair already gray, looking worn down to the bone. Her mask hung at her neck. There was a dark spot on her cuff that she clearly had not yet noticed.Rafael was already on his feet before anyone else had moved.He swayed. Harris, who had returned from the lobby an hour ago and taken up a post beside the door like a man guarding a fortress, immediately caught his elbow. Claire rose as well. She picked up her canvas bag and held it against her chest with both hands, her face pale as paper. Viviane stood last. Her knees held firm.“Mr. Moreira?” said the doctor.“Yes.”“I’ve been looking after your wife.” The doctor glanced
Married the Right Billionaire, Now My Family Begs Me Back THIRTY FOUR
CHAPTER 34The lights in the hospital corridor came at her one by one.White. Bright. White. Bright. They streaked across Tatiana’s vision in long, dizzying smears as the gurney rattled down the corridor. She couldn’t say how long it had been since the lawn. A minute. An hour.The pain came in waves. It didn’t stay at one size. It rose from low in her belly, slowly, almost slowly, then peaked into something sharp enough to curl her whole body around it. She heard herself make a sound. It didn’t feel like it was hers.“I’m here.” A familiar voice in Tatiana’s ear. “Tatiana. I’m here.”A hand was wrapped around hers. Big, warm, and wet. It gripped her so hard her bones ached, and she held on to that ache, because it was the only thing in the whole spinning white world that stayed still.“Please,” she whispered. “The baby-”“I know.”“It hurts so much-”“I know. Look at me.”Tatiana turned her head. It used up everything she had. Rafael was running beside the gurney., There was sweat at
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