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Chapter thirty nine

Penulis: Elimgold
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~Emilia

Deep down in me, I knew I couldn't handle Adrian's business crash.

I knew I couldn't let him know the truth either.

Now, I am torn between protecting the man I love and hiding the truth.

Just then, the door opened loudly, interrupting my thoughts.

I froze, my hands still, my heart caught halfway between a beat.

For a moment, I held my breath.

There he was.

Adrian.

His steps were slow and heavy, his shirt partly untucked, hair scattered like he'd been running his fingers through it too many times. He wasn’t drunk, but the smell of alcohol clung to him like a bad perfume—sharp, bitter, and uninviting.

I watched as he landed heavily on the bed, making it creak under his weight.

“When did you start drinking, Adrian?” I asked, barely above a whisper.

He didn’t answer, just let out a tired sigh as his body sunk deeper into the mattress.

“I’m talking to you,” I said again, louder this time. But my voice betrayed me—it quivered, soft, carrying a tiny hint of fear.

He snorted, turning
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  • The billionaire's vengeful bride    Chapter thirty nine

    ~EmiliaDeep down in me, I knew I couldn't handle Adrian's business crash.I knew I couldn't let him know the truth either.Now, I am torn between protecting the man I love and hiding the truth.Just then, the door opened loudly, interrupting my thoughts.I froze, my hands still, my heart caught halfway between a beat.For a moment, I held my breath.There he was.Adrian.His steps were slow and heavy, his shirt partly untucked, hair scattered like he'd been running his fingers through it too many times. He wasn’t drunk, but the smell of alcohol clung to him like a bad perfume—sharp, bitter, and uninviting.I watched as he landed heavily on the bed, making it creak under his weight.“When did you start drinking, Adrian?” I asked, barely above a whisper.He didn’t answer, just let out a tired sigh as his body sunk deeper into the mattress.“I’m talking to you,” I said again, louder this time. But my voice betrayed me—it quivered, soft, carrying a tiny hint of fear.He snorted, turning

  • The billionaire's vengeful bride    Chapter thirty eight

    ~Emilia“What do you mean by that, Max?” Adrian barked into his phone the moment we stepped inside the house.I froze.There was something different in his voice—something that made my stomach twist. He wasn’t just angry. He was afraid.His hands were shaking. I could hear the tremble in his breath. “Adrian?” I whispered, reaching out.But he didn’t even glance at me. He ended the call, grabbed his jacket, and stormed out without a word.That was three days ago.And he hasn’t come back.***I sat on the edge of our bed, elbows on my knees, palms pressed against my cheeks.The air in the room felt heavy, like something was sitting on my chest.The ticking clock on the wall echoed louder with each second, matching the rise of my heartbeat.I had called him over twenty times. I had sent countless messages.Nothing.Whoever was threatening me had something to do with Adrian’s company crashing too. I was sure of it now.I stared at the window, watching the leaves outside dance in the wind

  • The billionaire's vengeful bride    Chapter thirty seven

    ~EmiliaFor a few minutes, I felt tension in the atmosphere.It was thick—like the kind that presses against your chest and steals your breath without warning. I sat still, my hands curled into themselves on my lap, and I could hear the ticking of the wall clock even though it wasn’t loud. My eyes kept drifting to Adrian’s face, searching for clues, anything—his brows were slightly furrowed, lips pressed, and his gaze distant.“Nothing at all,” he finally said, smiling and breaking the silence that had felt like it would last forever.I let out a big sigh of relief, my shoulders dropping with the exhale.Then he reached out gently and took my hand again. His fingers were warm,steady—as he slid the diamond ring slowly down my finger. The coolness of the metal made me shiver slightly, but it wasn’t unpleasant. My heart fluttered in my chest.“Now you look more like a wife,” he said, his voice low and smooth.“Wow,” I breathed, my eyes wide as I admired the sparkle of the ring on my h

  • The billionaire's vengeful bride    Chapter thirty six

    ~Malik“Found anything?” I asked Theo anxiously, pacing back and forth like a caged animal. My heart pounded so loud I could hear it in my ears.“Nothing, boss,” Theo said quietly. “Clearly, they were married legally.”My jaw tightened. I stopped in my tracks, arms crossed over my chest. For a second, I just stared at the floor like I could burn a hole through it with my eyes.Married. Legally.I sucked in a sharp breath and exhaled through my nose. Rage bubbled inside me, thick and hot like boiling oil.Then... a slow smile crept onto my face.“So... it’s legal,” I muttered. My voice was calm, too calm. I turned slowly, walked toward the window, and looked out at the peaceful city. The sky was turning orange, soft clouds painted with strokes of fading gold.I hated how calm everything looked.“Fine. Let’s see how long it lasts.”Theo didn’t say anything. He just stood there, frozen, like he was afraid that one wrong word would make me explode.I spun around sharply. “I want everythin

  • The billionaire's vengeful bride    Thirty five

    ~MalikThe room buzzed with soft music, the kind that stirred up memories you didn’t even know were still inside you. Crystal glasses clinked. Laughter floated through the air like perfume. The chandelier above us glowed like melted gold.Charlotte had insisted on tagging along.I sighed deeply.I never liked being seen with her—not since I carried out my plans.Soon my father would hand the company over to me, and Charlotte would be gone.Adjusting my tie, I caught my reflection in a passing mirror and smiled with satisfaction.Everything was going as planned. Almost.All that was left was getting Emilia back. No matter the cost.Then the crowd gasped.I turned instinctively toward the entrance. And there she was.Emilia.She wore a black dress—tight, smooth, like it was made just for her. It hugged every part of her body so perfectly I felt heat rise to my neck. My hand clenched. I wanted to rip it off her. Not from desire, but madness.She stood beside my uncle. Adrian.Now my riva

  • The billionaire's vengeful bride    Thirty four

    ~EmiliaMy phone beeped, waking me from sleep. I stirred lazily, rubbing my eyes and sitting up slowly.Adrian had already gone to work. I noticed a note on the nightstand, written in his firm but slightly messy handwriting:"I’m off to work. Ariana will make you breakfast."A small smile crept onto my lips. Even when he was being overbearing, he still remembered little things like this.I reached for my phone and tapped on the notification. It was an email—from one of the companies I had applied to.Subject: Collaboration Offer> “Dear Emilia Thompson,We reviewed your work and we find it perfect for our upcoming project.We would love to offer you a collaborator deal with our investors under Reynolds Architects.”My breath caught in m

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