Todos os capítulos de My Stone-Hearted Billionaire Husband: Capítulo 201 - Capítulo 210

Kourtney’s resolve cracked. She pouted her lips like a baby who needed some petting then threw her arms around his neck.“Hubby, I’m fine. It’s just that… That family… they’re not worth it. I don’t want to ruin our day with their drama.”She pressed herself against his solid chest in a coquettish manner.“Ohh! That's it?” Sebastian chuckled.His strong arms encircled her waist, cradling her. And before she could say another word, he lifted her off the ground, twirling her around like she weighed nothing.Kourtney squealed, her laughter bubbling out as he twirled her around the room. Her brown hair bounced, and for a moment, she felt like a little girl again, free, light, adored.“Sebastian! Put me down!” she gasped between laughs, her hands gripping his shoulders.She was starting to feel dizzy after about half a minute of his twirling.He slowed down. “Let’s do something fun today. Forget the world. Just you and me.”It was a Friday and they had both stayed at home from work. Perhaps

Kourtney blushed. “Okay, okay, it’s kinda cute. I didn’t think people would care this much.”“Care? Honey, they’re “obsessed”. Damn! You’re wayyyy smarter than I thought, posting that. You’re playing the game like a pro. I’m proud of you, babe.”“If I didn’t know you, I’d think you were shading me,” Kourtney replied with a snort.“Never! NO! Seriously. You definitely know how to give the people what they want. I underestimated you so much. I'm sorry!” Lilian said laughing.Kourtney rolled her eyes, but her cheeks warmed like they would burst anytime soon. “Okay, fine, it was kinda fun. But you know this social media stuff isn’t my thing. I only posted ‘cause you’ve been hunting me for days.”“And look at the results! You’re a natural, Kourt. Like… Babe, you broke the internet! Two million likes? And the way Sebastian was looking at you? Whew, I need a fan!”The photos had looked even more dreamy with their enchanting Victorian-era-like horse riding gear. And as much as her best friend

Before Kourtney could respond, he stepped out of the car, circling around to open her door with that gentlemanly flair she’d come to expect.The man was spoiling her rotten!And why not?His hand extended, and she couldn’t help but smile. It was such a “Sebastian” thing—always treating her like a princess and caring for her in ways that made her feel like she was living in a dream.But the moment her heels clicked against the pavement, the dream turned chaotic…..Camera flashes erupted like fireworks.Paparazzi swarmed the entrance, their lenses trained on the power couple.“Mrs. Woods! Over here!” one shouted, his voice sharp and eager.“Kourtney, give us a smile!” another called, pushing closer.The clicks and shouts were overwhelming, a reminder of how public her life had become.Sebastian, unfazed, was already used to this life for years now. He pulled her closer, his arm sliding possessively around her waist.“Is it true you’re expecting?” a third paparazzi yelled.Kourtney was t

Kourtney pointed innocently at it, her voice light and curious. “Is that your mom?”Sebastian’s heart flipped, a sharp pain slicing through him.Even after all these years, any mention of his mother sent a wave of raw emotion crashing over him, grief, love, and something darker he couldn’t even name.The wound was still raw, a huge scar that never quite healed.He swallowed hard, his throat tight, but he forced his voice to stay steady. “Yes.”Kourtney’s gaze lingered on the portrait, her lips parting slightly as she took in the image of the woman.The woman was stunning, and her beauty was…. timeless.Just like Sebastian, she had raven-dark hair.It was long, cascading over her shoulders, and her face was radiant with a kind of warmth that seemed to glow from within. Her eyes, a deep, soulful brown, held a gentleness that made Kourtney’s chest ache.There was something so alive about the woman, even in the stillness of the portrait.“She’s breathtaking. And… And… Her eyes… they’re so

Kourtney couldn’t shake the feeling that Rachael Lind was trouble.Was it just her imagination?The thought gnawed at her, but she pushed it down.However, her eyes flicked to Sebastian, searching his face. His jaw tightened, a flash of irritation crossing his features as if he was annoyed at Rachael’s boldness.“Lind,” he said curtly, his tone clipped, barely acknowledging her.He was indeed barely tolerating her presence at his company. And it's all for the sake of her father who had once saved his life. He didn’t even glance at the woman for long, trying to avoid getting nauseous.He turned to Kourtney, and his eyes softened back in an instant, his hand sliding possessively around her waist. “Come on, my love, let’s go to our seats.”Relief washed over her, and she nodded, letting him guide her away.She stole a glance at Rachael, who was still watching them, her lips curved in a knowing smirk, her eyes gleaming with something sharp, envy, maybe, or something even more dangerous.O