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019 I can’t be broken

ผู้เขียน: Anney GW
last update ปรับปรุงล่าสุด: 2025-06-11 16:01:15

(James)

I step through the mirrored doors of the Rothschild Executive Annex, one of the most secure buildings in Geneva—unlisted on maps and guarded by ex-military ghosts.

I’m not here for a quarterly update or a PR stunt. Today, I’m at the table with heads of state.

The U.S. Presidential Trade Envoy has arrived for high-level private sessions with African leaders, and Hale Enterprises is the only corporate entity invited to observe and influence.

Why?

Because Hale built the digital infrastructure they’re negotiating. Because I made the call to invest before anyone else saw the market potential.

Because I put Hale on the front line of a trillion-dollar continent.

My schedule today includes two ministers, one economic attaché, and one private coffee with a U.S. senator. Then it’s dinner with the Hale men.

Possibly more intimidating than all of this.

The Hale team. The James Hale team.

We don’t take sides. We build systems everyone ends up depending on. I do not have time for petty pe
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  • The Billionaire Married Me, Then Forgot How to Love Me   026 So Many Broken Things

    (Serena)And then my eyes lock on the ornate silver tray we were given as a “Hale family heirloom.”It sits almost smugly on the hallway credenza like a trophy.I grab it and I hurl it against the wall. The crash rings out through the silence like an alarm. Like it’s accusing me of letting this happen.I am guilty. Of pretending. Of trying too hard. Of losing myself.I don't stop breaking things. I can’t. Because if I stop, I’ll think. And if I think, I’ll break in a way I won’t come back from.I move to the sitting room next.The ridiculous Baccarat vase we got from the Abernathys, James' father's friends, sits on the hall table. It’s ugly. Tall and hollow and full of nothing.Perfect metaphor.I smash it on the hardwood floor and a dark thrill races through me at the sound of it shattering. Something about seeing that perfect, now in irreparable pieces feels like honesty for once.Then the Waterford crystal decanter set, gifted by some European countess I’ll never even meet.One by

  • The Billionaire Married Me, Then Forgot How to Love Me   025 The Rage Takes Me Over

    (Serena)And what if we lose this one too?God, I don’t know if I can survive that again. I don’t know if we can.Margot made it clear the only reason I was ever tolerated was because I was the one carrying the heir. After I lost the baby, she iced me out like I was defective merchandise. Like I’d failed at my one job.Now I’m not allowed to have that job again. She wants Savannah back and me gone.I shouldn’t think like this, but I can’t help but feel that I have one clear advantage here.Savannah’s baby isn’t James’.Mine is.I’m not Margot. I’m not Savannah. I don’t belong in cocktail dresses and curated smiles. I belong in the kitchen, apron on, hands in dough, sweat on my brow and joy in my heart.He said this would happen. That his world would do that to me. But even he can’t think his mother would stoop so low to threaten any child of his.Even if I become the Stepford Wife they want me to be. Margot will still want Savannah and Savannah will always want James. I will never

  • The Billionaire Married Me, Then Forgot How to Love Me   024 All the Things I Can’t Say

    (Serena)I toss and turn in bed. I’m so exhausted but I can’t sleep.All I can do is think of him rushing to her, and me telling him to go. I’m stupid. I know I am. But what else could I do? If I try and stop him, he’ll go anyway and we’ll argue more.I curl up on the edge of the bed, wrapped in one of his sweaters, because it still smells like him, and I need something to keep me grounded. My fingers rub the sleeve like it’s a worry stone.Savannah is in labor. Real labor. Or at least, that’s what she says. But if not today, it will be one day soon. What then?She doesn’t get the ‘blessing in disguise’, she gets the baby. She gets my husband rushing after like he’s the father, like he should be doing for me.Like he should want to do for me. But he doesn’t, he’s choosing condoms instead.She was just sitting across from me at dinner two hours ago. And now she’s headed to the hospital, while James rushes to be by her side. Because that’s who he is. A good man at heart. One who sho

  • The Billionaire Married Me, Then Forgot How to Love Me   023 Hard to Hold, Harder to Let Go

    (Serena)Just after midnight, he appears in the doorway, jacket over his shoulder, his usual post-travel five o’clock shadow.“Hey,” he says softly. “I thought you might be asleep.”I shake my head. “No. Chef has left your dinner.”“Come join me?”“Not to eat. I already had dinner. You got my message?”“Yes. How did it go?”I hold the envelope up by one corner like it’s evidence. “Gregory Simpson gave me this.”His eyes narrow. “That fast?”“He says ‘now or never’.”“He sounds desperate, trying to pressure you.”“Or maybe he doesn’t want to lose out to another competitor…”“Maybe…” James tosses his jacket on the bed. “What’s the offer?”“Full funding. National franchise rollout. All my creations. PR blitz. Everything.”“That’s what you wanted, right?” he asks.“Yes.”He lifts an eyebrow. “But?”I don’t want to say it to him because I know he’s going to say I told you so. But it’s no point in not telling him. The only reason he doesn’t already know is because he’s been in a jet, flying

  • The Billionaire Married Me, Then Forgot How to Love Me   022 What Savannah Was Born For

    (Serena) “This place is insane,” Haylee murmurs as we step inside the restaurant. “Are you sure we’re allowed to sit in here without being genetically pre-approved?”I give her a smile. “I wouldn’t be surprised if the reservation system runs background checks. But here we are anyway.”“Because of you and your incredible talent.”“Let’s see if I can blunder my way to a deal.”“I wore low-cut in case cleavage helps…”“You look stunning,” I whisper. “Thanks for the support.”“My breasts and I are nothing if not supportive.”I grin. “Let’s go.”I spot Ronan and Gregory already seated at a private table near the rear wall. Low lighting, heavy drapes, probably soundproofed for high-level business dinners like this one.We walk over to the table and both men stand up.Gregory greets me with a warm handshake. “Mrs. Hale, an honor. Ronan’s sung your praises.”“Please, call me Serena. This is Haylee Monroe. Good friend and business associate.”“Nice to meet you, Haylee. Can I order you ladies

  • The Billionaire Married Me, Then Forgot How to Love Me   021 That Woman Is Beyond Words

    (Serena)I call Haylee from my hire car. I texted her almost every detail of Savannah’s visit during my afternoon break.It’s full staff at the mansion throughout the week and I can’t have this conversation in there.“That woman is beyond words,” she says by way of greeting.“I’m still not sure how to handle it.”“She wants you off-guard.”“Haylee… She has a point. She and James were born for their world. I’m a working class girl.”“So what? Now you’re worried because you weren’t born into money? Serena, no.”“I’m just saying… what if I can’t handle it in the end, and all of this is for nothing. If he just ends up choosing her anyway because she’s a better fit.”“Then more fool him. You always say that you trust he loves you. What’s changed?”I sigh and lean back against the seat. “James called her the night we lost the baby.”“Excuse me? You never text me that…”“The lowest moment of his life and she’s the one he reached out to. That’s not nothing, Haylee.”“She’s playing mind games.

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