Lahat ng Kabanata ng Renting The Billionaire's Heart: Kabanata 61 - Kabanata 67

MiracleI tossed and turned in bed, feeling a restlessness I hadn't experienced in a long time. My mind was flooded with thoughts, recalling the way Leonel frowned with icy anger and the strange way he treated me. His face was etched in my memory, sparking emotions that fired off my veins like thunder.Exhausted from my thoughts, I grabbed my phone and called Dani's number. She was on set, but I sought a diversion or perhaps some comfort."Hey girl!" Dani's voice came through. "How are you? How's it going with the Hamiltons? Any drama?""It depends on how you look at it, but Leonel lost his case." "Oh no!" Dani exclaimed. "That's tough. How did he react?" A gloomy frown spread across my face as I lay back. “Ironically, he didn't blame himself, but instead, he made me the scapegoat. He spoke to me like I was the source of all his problems.”"Fuck. Maybe he still blames you for not keeping your own part of the bargain; you know how it is.""And is that my fault?" I replied, pacing ba

MiracleThis was a situation for me. How could I not know that I had been pregnant for over a month? Everything came as a shock. I was so uncertain and confused, and I didn't even know what to think or how to react.How would Leonel react? Would he want it? I couldn’t see past his doubt for me.Dani watched me stare at the pregnancy strip. Her arms were folded while I bit the inside of my cheek, so lost in thought. I felt so trapped, and my mind began racing through possibilities. The thought of Leonel rejecting this pregnancy caused my breath to catch in my throat."Girl, don't tell me you're worried," Dani said, giving me the stink eye. “You should be happy. This is great news.”I ignored her and began pacing around the room—a habit of mine whenever I was upset or afraid of something. "He's not going to believe me," I kept repeating. "I swear to you, Dani, Leonel will not believe me.""Give me one reason why he won't," she sassed out, irritated by my actions. She knew I was being p

MiracleI raced through the stark white ICU unit in search of my cousin. It was surreal that I was doing this, and it made me realize that, truly, forgiveness was painful.Ariel was by herself, and I was her only family member nearby, so I set aside any animosity I felt towards her and made sure to be there. I found her room, which was sectioned off with privacy curtains surrounding each bed.The sight of her severely bruised face made me feel nauseous. She was encircled by various medical machines, including heart monitors, ventilators, IV poles, and more. The steady beep of the heart rate monitor reassured me that she was still alive. My legs felt weak, and I grabbed the bed's edge for stability. Nurses moved quietly, tending to the patients, while in the adjacent intensive care unit, Lenny and his family were present. The antiseptic scent of cleaning solution and hand sanitizer made my stomach churn with disgust. I had to swallow hard and increase the coolness of the air condition