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Chapter 38- Away from Maxwell’s world
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The Billionaire’s Forgotten Bride Chapter 52 - The Fracture
Maxwell’s POVThe papers lay scattered across the floor like fallen leaves. I crouched to gather them, my hands moving faster than my mind, as though if I stacked them neatly again, the world itself would fall back into order. But no matter how I smoothed the creases, the words felt thinner each time I read them. Ink and promises against something that didn’t belong in any courtroom.The lamp was dead, Amelia stood pale by the window, and the only sound in the room was the scratch of my breath. My chest rose and fell too quickly. I hated that she had seen it, my hands shaking, my voice breaking.I told myself it didn’t matter. That as long as I kept moving, as long as I kept trying, I could still find a way to protect her. Protect Lila. Protect all of us.But Victoria was right about one thing: paper burned easily.I stacked the custody documents in a pile, staring down at the thick black typeface. Plaintiff. Defendant. Child of the union. Words I thought could bind her to us. I press
The Billionaire’s Forgotten Bride Chapter 51 - The claim
Amelia’s POVThe office smelled like ink and paper. Maxwell sat at his desk under the lamp, looking at papers. Custody papers. He’d been reading them for hours, going over the same pages repeatedly, like the answers might change if he stared long enough.His hand shook as he held his pen. He tried to look calm, but I could see it, the stiffness in his jaw, the way his eyes flicked across the same line twice, three times. He was scared, and the papers were the only thing keeping him upright.I stood by the bookshelf, arms wrapped around myself. My voice came out softer than I meant it to. “You’ve read those ten times tonight.”“Not enough,” he said without looking up, turning another page. “I need to be sure.”“Sure of what?”“That she’s safe.” He pressed his thumb against the signature line, hard enough to leave a smudge. “That we can keep her away from…” His words trailed off, the silence heavier than anything else in the room. He set the pen down, but his hand lingered near it like
The Billionaire’s Forgotten Bride Chapter 50 - Whispers in the Dark
Amelia’s POVDarkness pressed against my eyes like cloth. My scream had ripped out before I could stop it, but now I bit it back, burying my face against Maxwell’s shoulder. His body was solid, rigid, his heartbeat hammering against my cheek.The house moaned with the storm. Every gust rattled the windows, every creak of the walls made it feel alive, as though it was breathing along with her. Victoria.I clutched his shirt with both hands. My nails scraped skin through the fabric. I wanted to believe him when he said he would not let her win. Yet the image of her smile across the window glass burned behind my eyelids. She was near. I could feel it in my bones.Maxwell shifted, pulling me tighter against him. His hand slid down my back with a roughness that was meant to comfort, but my body kept trembling. My throat was raw from holding back the sobs, from holding in my daughter’s name.Then I heard it again.The giggle. High. Sweet. Echoing through the vents like smoke curling through
The Billionaire’s Forgotten Bride Chapter 49- The Devil in the Hallway
Maxwell’s POVThe sound came again—measured, deliberate. Heels on marble, echoing like a clock counting down to ruin.Amelia pressed herself against the wall, her breathing shallow, the doll crushed in her arms. I wanted to tell her not to move, speak, or even breathe. But the truth was, my own body felt locked in place. The air was no longer air—it was poison, thick with her presence.Victoria.I stepped forward, every muscle coiled, my chest straining against the weight pressing into it. The door creaked as it shifted, a sliver wider, as though the house welcomed her.“Stay here,” I muttered, not daring to look at Amelia. My voice was gravelly, scraped raw.Her hand shot out, grabbing my sleeve. Her nails dug into the fabric, sharp with desperation. “Don’t leave me.” Maxwell….I should have shaken her off, steadied myself, gone out there alone. But the truth was, I didn’t want her to release me. Her grip, fragile and trembling, was the only thing tethering me to the ground.The foot
The Billionaire’s Forgotten Bride Chapter 48– The Game Begins
Maxwell’s POV The air in the house felt poisoned. Amelia’s cries had shaken the walls, but it was the silence afterward that sank its claws into me. The silence wasn’t empty; it was alive, a suffocating weight pressing into every corner of the room. I shut the door to my office, pressing my palms against the desk to steady myself. My chest was heavy, my pulse a constant drumbeat in my ears, loud enough that I swore it could be heard through the walls. I told myself to think. To strategize. To be strong. To be the man who never faltered. Yet my hands betrayed me. They shook as I raked them through my hair, tugging hard, as if pain might steady me. But it didn’t. The tremor in my fingers wouldn’t stop. My composure—the shield I’d carried for years—was cracking. Then I saw it. An envelope. It lay on the rug near the door, pale against the dark wood. A foreign object in a room that should have been mine alone. No sound had warned me of its arrival. No footsteps on the marble. No
The Billionaire’s Forgotten Bride Chapter 47- In the Shadows
Amelia’s POV Silence.It was the silence that woke me. The house was never this quiet in the morning—not with Lila around. Usually, I’d hear the soft patter of her feet, the creak of her door as she tried to sneak into mine, or her little hums as she dressed her doll.But today, there was nothing.A chill ran through me as I slipped out of bed. My bare feet hit the cold floor, and an unease I couldn’t name twisted inside me. I pulled my robe tighter around me and crossed the hall to Lila’s room.“Lila?” I whispered, pushing the door open.The bed was empty. Sheets thrown aside. The window—half open. Her doll lay on the floor, discarded, its head twisted at an odd angle.My stomach dropped.“Lila!” My voice cracked as I rushed inside, yanking open her wardrobe, peering under the bed, checking every corner though I knew—I knew—she wasn’t there.My heart pounded so hard I could barely breathe.“Maxwell!” I screamed, stumbling back into the hallway. “Maxwell!”He appeared from his office
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