The Millionaire's Bride のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 91 - チャプター 100

Camille slid across the hardwood floor of the kitchen in her fuzzy socks. The sticky note on her bathroom mirror this morning said today was her last scheduled follow-up appointment for her head injury, and it was a glorious day. She woke up with a spring in her step and a song in her heart. Coffee was brewing, birds were chirping in the warm sun, and Camille would be free of all restrictions soon.She’d been released to return to work a month ago, and honestly, she felt like that should’ve been the end of it. She’d done everything her doctors had recommended to help recover her memory. Still, better to take the doctor’s orders and show up for one last appointment.The sticky notes were still plastered all over her house, and she kept the Bluetooth tracker on her keys and purse, but things were getting better. She wasn’t ready to say she didn’t need those crutches anymore, but maybe the puzzles and exercising were helping.Camille’s phone rang, and she bounded to it, kicking her feet

NOAHThe next week, Noah balanced two to-go cups of coffee on his arm as he unlocked the door to Blackwater Restoration. It was early, but he’d bet his last paycheck that Camille was already in her office.The bell chimed above the door as he entered, and Camille peeked her head out of the office doorway before he’d taken five steps.“Morning,” she greeted him. “You’re here early.”Noah’s heartbeat fluttered in his chest. He’d never get used to her beauty. It knocked him on his rear end every time he saw her. Her dark hair hung in waves over her shoulder, and her straight nose slanted down toward her thin lips.“Morning, sunshine.”Camille met him by the register, and he extended one of the cups to her. She lit up with a smile that filled her whole face. The mounds of her cheeks lifted, and her eyes almost squinted with the expression.“And that’s how I know you’re special.”He wasn’t sure where this was going, but he was more than happy to follow. “How?”“You make me smile before I’v

NOAHIf calm reserve hadn’t been Noah’s default, he wasn’t sure he could’ve kept it together while eating supper beside Camille tonight. The casual scene was all too special to him to act as if nothing monumental was happening. Did she know how long he’d dreamed of spending evenings like this with her?When they all finished eating, Aaron and Levi said their good-byes. The little guy had to get a bath and tucked into bed early. Noah watched Camille hug the toddler and whisper good night. Even though she put on a tough exterior, she’d always had a heart of gold.Camille offered to help clean up after the meal, but Noah’s mom shooed her away.“Go on. You and Noah take the night off.”Asher looked around as if he didn’t understand what was going on. “Why do they get out of kitchen duty?” Supper was the one meal the brothers were expected to help clean up.“Because she’s a guest. One day you’ll realize there are many perks to bringin’ a woman home.” Their mother stared Asher down as if sh

NOAHNoah usually liked working with Aaron. His steadfast brother was more interested in staying the course and getting the work finished. He needed to get back to the main house where their mom watched Levi while whey worked. Aaron wasn’t one to chat about the weather or complain about the slow calving season. He kept his head down and finished the work.Today, Aaron kept cutting glances his way. To be fair, it might have had something to do with the force Noah had chucked the bales as they loaded the hay pens.“Anything you wanna get off your chest?” Aaron finally asked.Noah jumped from the bed of the truck and removed his gloves before cutting the ties on a square bale. “It’s Camille.”“I figured as much, but I don’t have anything for you when it comes to women.” Aaron had been raising his son alone since his ex left two and a half years ago without looking back. She hadn’t been one to be tied down to a ranch.“What’s the holdup?” Aaron asked. “Things seem to be goin’ okay. Just g

NOAHIt was the second day of his shift with the fire department, and Noah was lounging in the rec room, while the other men in his crew lazily chatted around him. His eyes were drifting closed, but he wasn’t contributing anything groundbreaking to the conversation anyway. He doubted anyone would notice if he fell asleep.Lucas plopped down in the other reclining chair in the sectional sofa and made an exaggerated huff. “Dude, what are you doing?”“What does it look like,” Noah said. “I’m watching the back of my eyelids.”Lucas shoved Noah’s shoulder. “Come on. I need someone to watch Live PD with me. It’s not as fun if I’m the only one in the peanut gallery.”Noah pried his eyes open and sat up. “How do you function on so little sleep?”“I just don’t need that much of a reboot. I’m hardwired for fun.”The call sounded, and everyone in the room groaned. The entire crew was reaching their limit.Lucas stood and stalked to the kitchen area. “I didn’t even get to eat my sandwich.” He thr