MasukCHAPTER FIFTEEN***Adrian's POV***I held Bella's gaze for a few seconds, but no answer came.She was waiting for an explanation. I could see it in her eyes, and I knew she wasn't going to let the matter go easily. The problem was that I wasn't sure I was ready to tell her the truth.I turned away.Without saying a word, I walked toward the staircase.“Adrian?”I heard her call my name, but I didn't stop. I continued upstairs, crossed the hallway, and entered my bedroom. Once inside, I closed the door behind me.For a moment, I stood there with my hand still resting on the doorknob.I knew I couldn't keep avoiding her questions forever. But telling Bella why I had approached her in the first place meant revealing something I had deliberately kept hidden.I walked to the bed and lay on my back, staring at the ceiling.Should I tell her?The truth was simple enough.She needed help saving her company. I needed a wife for a specific purpose. Our interests aligned, and the contract gave u
CHAPTER Fourteen ***Bella's POV*** The next morning, I woke up at six, took a shower, and got dressed for work. After having breakfast, I left the mansion and headed straight to Laurent Industries. The moment I stepped into my office, Veronica hurried toward me with a folder pressed against her chest. “Good morning, ma’am.” “Good morning. Is something wrong?” She glanced toward the conference room before answering. “A representative from one of the companies handling the Meridian Tower redevelopment is waiting to see you. He says there’s an issue that requires your immediate attention.” I frowned. “What kind of issue?” “He wouldn’t explain everything to me. He said he needed to speak directly with you.” I dropped my handbag on the desk and took the folder from her. “Get him in.” A few seconds later, a middle-aged man entered, carrying another folder. He introduced himself as Daniel, the project director representing one of our major contractors. “Good morning, Mr
Chapter Thirteen***Adrian's POV***"She's not my fiancée."Bella stared at me, her expression showing little belief."She's not my wife-to-be either," I added firmly.She folded her arms. "You don't have to lie to me, Adrian.""I'm not lying, Bella!" I snapped. "Melissa Ravencroft is not my fiancée, and she never will be."My jaw tightened. "What did she say to you?"Bella let out a humourless laugh."Well, I think you should call her and ask. But there's one thing I want you to make clear to her. I don't want to see her stinking self anywhere near my company again. The next time she shows up there, she won't like what I'll do to her."Before I could respond, she turned and started walking toward the stairs."Bella."She didn't stop.I watched her disappear upstairs, then released a frustrated breath and dropped onto the sofa."Why would Melissa be this stupid?" I muttered.I had made it clear that our engagement was over. I had even blocked her number to prevent her from disturbing
Chapter Twelve***Bella's POV***A few minutes later, I heard a knock on my office door."Come in," I called.The door opened, and a gorgeous young woman walked inside. She had long, perfectly styled hair, flawless makeup, and an expensive-looking handbag hanging from her shoulder. Her appearance was polished, and she carried herself with the confidence of someone accustomed to getting whatever she wanted."Are you Melissa Ravencroft?" I asked."Yes." Her eyes remained fixed on me as she studied my face.She walked toward the chair opposite my desk, pushed it forward, and sat down without waiting for an invitation.I raised an eyebrow."All right. What can I do for you, Miss Ravencroft?"She crossed her legs and let out a short breath."Honestly, I can't even stop thinking about the fact that Adrian actually married you."I stared at her, caught off guard by her opening statement."I'm sorry. I don't understand you, Miss Melissa."She leaned forward slightly."So you think because you
Chapter Eleven***Bella's POV***The next morning, I dressed for work despite the pain that still lingered around my injuries. I chose a loose blouse and a black skirt, then carefully made my way downstairs.Adrian sat in the sitting room, scrolling through his phone. The moment he saw me, he lifted his head."Where are you going?"I ignored him and continued toward the entrance."Bella!" he shouted. "I'm asking you a question!"I stopped and turned around. "And I heard you. Why are you shouting?""Because you're ignoring me! Where do you think you're going when you should be resting?""To work."His expression darkened. "You're not going anywhere."I stared at him. "Excuse me?""The doctor said you need rest. You're not fully recovered, and you shouldn't be moving around like nothing happened.""I have something important to handle at work.""I don't care. You're staying here."My patience snapped. "I'm not your prisoner, Adrian! I have a company to run, responsibilities to handle, a
Chapter Ten***Bella's POV***Three days later, I was finally discharged from the hospital.Adrian drove me back to the mansion himself. I sat in the passenger seat, keeping one hand against my abdomen as the car moved through the evening traffic. The pain had eased considerably, and I could walk without much difficulty, but I was far from fully recovered. The doctor had made it clear that I needed regular checkups, especially because of the pregnancy.Adrian had listened to every instruction without asking me a single question.Now, as the car pulled into the mansion's driveway, I unfastened my seat belt and stepped out before he could come around to open my door.By the time Adrian stepped out of the car, I was already walking toward the entrance.Mara was the first to reach me. Several members of the household gathered behind her, their faces brightening with relief."Mrs. Blackthorn!" Mara exclaimed. "You're home!"She reached for my hand, then seemed to remember my injuries and







