Todos os capítulos de Gay Billionaire's Contracted Wife: Capítulo 11 - Capítulo 20

Amelia remembered she was going to face Xavier again. Reality suddenly struck, and she swallowed hard. The doorknob was twisted by her, and she could feel her heartbeat become more intense and rapid. There he was laying on the bed, comfortably. Sometimes she wondered if he was the only one who made her feel the way she felt, or if it was both ways. His eyes were transfixed on his phone, and he didn't look up when she got in.“Are you going to sleep here?” she asked. He looked up at her with puzzlement written on his face.“Where else?” he muttered, and Amelia gulped. There was no way they were going to share the same bed, and she wasn't sure he was going to step down for her.“On the bed?”“Sure, why not?” he sat up. A smirk appeared on his face and her body heated up.“Uh, you see….”“You are not my type, you seem to forget” he scoffed cutting her mid-sentence, and lay back on the bed, unbothered“As if” she rolled her eyes. “We can't still share the same bed” she added in a more se

Amelia stared at him as the smile slowly faded, and the question lingered in her heart once more.“Xavier?” She called out and he hummed a response. “Why do you want to get married to me,” she asked and pressed her lips together nervously as she waited for his reply. He walked over to a platform along the walkway and sat on it. Amelia did the same while waiting for him to give her a reply, hopefully. He may have already clarified that she wasn't supposed to know the reason and the deal also stated that they were meant to keep out of each other's personal affair, but she couldn't help but ask.Amelia's curious self couldn't be tamed by paperwork, and Xavier was starting to notice it. He exhaled sharply and looked at her. "You understand you are going against the deal, right?” She nodded in response, which caused him to wonder what her brain cells were made of. All his life, he had always had people who were willing to succumb to him whenever he wanted things to go his way, but this

There was a knock on the door. Amelia snapped her head, squinting her eyes as she tried her best to adjust her eyes to the brightness the room emitted. Yawning tirelessly, she rubbed her eyes with the back of her hand, looking towards the door.It took a whole minute of persistent knocking before she finally yelled a response. She braced herself, waiting for Cosmos, but it wasn't Cosmos, instead, it was the housekeeper. The housekeeper smiled at her with her chubby cheeks, and she couldn't help but smile back.“Is there a problem?”“No ma'am” she bowed slightly which caused Amelia to scowl. *She was just like the cosmos* "Your friend is here to see you and sir Xavier demanded I send for you before letting anyone in*typical Xavier* Amelia rolled her eyes. She didn't need to be told, because she already knew that it was either Peter or Wendy. She had no other friends. The way he made her friend wait outside, all for whatever reason he could come up with, made her mad.“Okay thank you,

Amelia hugged Daphne warmly. Mrs. Patrick was next. How bad she was at this pretense of a thing. It was something she wasn't comfortable doing, but she had no choice. Mrs. Patrick hugged her warmly. A side peck followed. She turned to look at Henry. They hugged briefly too, Lucas followed, and Mr. Patrick too.Among all of Xavier's family, Daphne had been the happiest about the honeymoon. She had no idea it was fake. Of course, they weren't going on an actual honeymoon. They were going to Kauai, not for a honeymoon, but to trick his family further. At least that was what newly wedded couples did after a wedding, so she and Xavier had to follow suit.Amelia was about to join Xavier in the car when Daphne stopped her.“You know what, Ami, let's go to the airport in my car. We can have a little chat on our way” she giggled. “Xavier can go with Cosmos,” she added.Immediately the words made their way out of her lips, Xavier's facial expression changed. It was obvious he didn't like the

His CFS was also making him more frustrated. He was angry. He hated how restricted he was to do anything. Just when he was about to make his way to the door, he felt a strong migraine, and he fell to the floor in pain, crawling on the cold floor. Beads of sweat gathered on his forehead as he closed his eyes shut, trying his possible best to bear the pain.He fell to the floor once more in pain. Knowing fully well there was nothing to be done, he remained on the floor. His pills were way up the stairs, but he couldn't go up there. Staying there and waiting for fate was what he chose to do.His phone rang once more, but he didn't have the energy to get up to take it. He just laid there wallowing in pain, unable to do anything about it.Amelia held the phone to her ear and scowled when the call wasn't returned. She was going to tell him she needed him outside. It was none of her business if he came or not, she just wanted to let him know she could be as unbearable as he wasSigning in fru