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Chapter Thirty: Positive
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2026-07-21 14:23:32
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Sophia's POVFor a moment, neither of us said anything.Ethan stood at the end of the corridor, still in his charcoal suit, his tie slightly loosened as though he'd come straight from a meeting he hadn't bothered to finish. His eyes moved from me, to the doctor, to the folder in the doctor's hand, and something unreadable flickered across his face before he settled it back into that calm, controlled expression he always wore in public."What are you doing here?"His voice was quiet. Measured. But there was an edge underneath it I couldn't quite place."Ethan."I hadn't expected to see him. Not here. Not now, of all moments, when my mind was still reeling from two words I hadn't had a single second to process."Are you sick?""No," I stammered.The word came out too fast, too high, and I hated how obvious it must have sounded. I glanced at the doctor beside me, then back at Ethan, my thoughts scrambling for something to say that wasn't the truth and wasn't quite a lie either. There was
My Billionaire Boss's Secret Heir Chapter Thirty: Positive
Sophia's POVI walked straight to the reception desk, trying to steady my breathing."Excuse me," I said politely. "Where's the doctor?"The receptionist looked up from her computer and smiled."Dr. Samuel is on his way, Miss Sophia. Please have a seat.""Thank you."I sat in one of the waiting chairs, clasping my hands together. This was supposed to be a simple appointment. I only wanted confirmation. Nothing more.The waiting room was tucked at the end of a quiet corridor, far enough from the main hospital wing that the noise of the day faded into a low hum behind me. A soft instrumental version of some pop song played from hidden speakers, meant to calm the nerves of the women sitting around me. It didn't calm me. I glanced at the clock, then at the door, then back at the clock again, unable to settle on anything for more than a few seconds at a time.I thought about how simple I'd expected this to be when I first scheduled it. A quick test. A quick answer. A box checked and closed
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Sophia's POVThe first thing I noticed when I woke up was the silence.I stretched lazily beneath the soft duvet, letting out a quiet sigh as the oversized T-shirt I had slept in slipped slightly over my shoulder. Sunlight streamed through the curtains, filling the guest bedroom with a warm golden glow.For a brief moment, I forgot where I was. Then reality settled in. The penthouse. The contract. Ethan Blackwell. I glanced at the clock on the bedside table. Eight thirty."Oh no."I climbed out of bed immediately. Today wasn't a day I could afford to waste. I had two important appointments. First, I needed to visit my mother. After that… I had another appointment at the hospital.My hand instinctively rested on my stomach before I quickly pulled it away. No. I couldn't think about that now.I sat on the edge of the bed for a moment, willing my pulse to slow down. The room around me was beautiful in a way that still didn't feel like mine — the pale linen curtains, the low hum of the ai
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Ethan POVI watched Sophia from across the room, still trying to process how quickly the evening had shifted. We had been talking—really talking—for the first time without the usual walls between us. She had opened up about her mother, just a little, and I had shared more than I intended about my own past. The air in the penthouse felt different now. Charged. Intimate in a way that had nothing to do with the contract.Then she swayed slightly, pressing a hand to her temple.“Are you alright?” I asked, stepping closer.She gave me a small, tired smile. “Just dizzy all of a sudden. The wine, maybe. Or everything catching up with me.”Before I could suggest she sit down, she moved toward the bedroom. I followed, concerned about cutting through the growing tension I’d been feeling since dinner. She reached the edge of the large bed and lowered herself onto it, letting out a soft sigh as she lay back against the pillows.My God.The oversized T-shirt she was wearing had ridden up her thigh
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Sophia Pov The drive home was quiet, the city lights blurring past the tinted windows. I sat in the passenger seat with my hands folded tightly in my lap, unable to stop replaying that moment in the boardroom. Ethan’s cold voice cutting through the air as he faced Penelope: “My mother is long dead.” The words had hit me harder than I expected. I had always seen him as this impenetrable wall of ice and power. Now I kept wondering how much pain was buried behind that cold exterior.I stole a glance at him. His jaw was set, eyes fixed on the road ahead. The corporate mask had returned, but something had shifted between us tonight. The silence wasn’t uncomfortable. It felt heavy with everything we weren’t saying.Ethan didn’t speak until we pulled into the private underground garage beneath his building. “We’re here,” he said simply, turning off the engine.I nodded. “Thank you. For tonight.”He gave a small shrug. “Make yourself comfortable when we get up there. I have a few emails to a
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Ethan's POVEthan stared at Sophia the moment he stepped out of the boardroom.She stood a few feet away, clutching his laptop with both hands. Her hair was tied into a simple ponytail, and she wore the same oversized sweater and slippers she had been wearing that morning. His brows drew together."You shouldn't have dressed like this."Sophia blinked. "What?"Ethan walked toward her, his gaze moving over her outfit once more."Your slippers... your sweater." He frowned. "What about the clothes I bought for you? Why didn't you wear them?"She looked down at herself before lifting her eyes to his."So..." Her voice became quieter. "Are you looking down on me?"The question caught him off guard."No." He answered almost immediately, his tone losing its usual coldness. "No, Sophia." He rubbed the back of his neck before speaking again. "I didn't mean it that way."She remained silent."I only meant..." he paused, searching for the right words. "People know who you are now. Reporters are
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