บททั้งหมดของ Billionaire's Forced Bride: Dear Wife, You Can't Escape: บทที่ 21 - บทที่ 30

KNIGHTS MANSION Kayden waits for another minute to actually give Eleanor a chance to rectify her sleeping pose. Her strong kicks have ruined his sleep. Never did he imagine a woman snatching his peace to this extent. But realizing this was not going to end as he desired, Kayden decides to put an end to it. He slides his arms beneath her and carries her to the recliner. She is a careless sleeping beauty, having no regards to who touched her and what was happening with her in sleep. Though it worked tonight in his favor, it still frustrated him. This can be a trouble to her if she happens to sleep over at a place other than her home with strangers around. He puts her on the recliner. She wriggles at first feeling the hard surface beneath, a total contrast to the soft bed she was resting so far. But even that doesn’t wake her up. Kayden grabs a pillow and a quilt for her and adjusts them to support her head and cover her body. If she is going to kick him, this is where she will end u

“What other lies have you told me apart from this Kayden Knight?” she groans, her face turns red. It is hard to believe this man is planning to put a full stop to her career. She is never going to let that happen.Kayden fakes to recollect and count the number of lies he told her. His eyes scanned the room as if searching for the precise count of his deceit. Finally, after what felt like an eternity, he met Eleanor's gaze once more, the flicker of remorse barely visible in his expression."Just one more," he murmured, his voice barely above a whisper, as he closed the distance between them. Eleanor held her ground, her heart pounding against her ribcage, as Kayden leaned in, his warm breath tickling her earlobe. "There is no threat to Patricia and Christopher's life."Eleanor's breath caught in her throat, her mind struggling to process the weight of his words. The foundation of her marriage, the very reason she had surrendered to this man, shattered with his admission. Pulling away s

KNIGHT MANSION Eleanor paced the room, her mobile pressed tightly against her ear, while Millie’s voice echoed with concern.“Millie, calm down,” Eleanor urged, her tone firm yet reassuring. “I'll talk to Mr. Smith. And no, your job is not at risk. I won't find another Professional Assistant like you."Millie, Eleanor’s trusted Personal Assistant, had called again with updates on their client, Mr. Smith. The upcoming shoot for a baby care product was crucial, with significant funds already invested. Eleanor couldn't afford to cancel the contract, not just financially but also for her career's sake.“Ma’am, thank you. I'll send you Mr. Smith’s details,” Millie replied earnestly.“Thank you, Millie,” Eleanor said, relief evident in her voice as she ended the call. But behind her facade of calm, she knew handling Mr. Smith wouldn't be easy.The room around her held the scent of fresh coffee mingled with the faint aroma of flowers from the vase on her desk. Papers lay scattered, evidence

As Kayden's irked expression flickered towards Max for the intrusion of Sebastian Knight, he felt a surge of annoyance at the poking attitude of Sebastian and his wife, a recurring source of irritation for both Kayden and Eleanor."How would I know what you heard?" Kayden replied curtly, his tone tinged with irritation as he started the treadmill and began walking, gradually increasing the speed.Sebastian let out a fake laugh, his demeanor exuding an air of faux concern. "You and Eleanor are going on honeymoon?" he prodded, his eyes narrowing inquisitively.Kayden's silence spoke volumes, his frustration mounting as he braced himself for Sebastian's inevitable commentary."I heard it from outsiders," Sebastian continued, his tone bordering on reproachful. "Seems Eleanor has posted it on her social media. She has to learn some etiquettes of the family. It's not good to share each and every moment of your lives so openly. You know the media is already hungry for news, and not to forget

“I think the Doctor didn’t dress it properly”As Eleanor sat on the couch, her injured foot propped up, she watched warily as Kayden knelt down before her, his gaze focused intently on the plaster cast encasing her leg."What are you doing?" she demanded, her voice tinged with apprehension as she instinctively drew her foot away from his reach."The plaster," he replied matter-of-factly, his tone betraying none of the frustration she sensed simmering beneath the surface. "It's coming loose. Let me fix it."Eleanor's heart raced with panic as she resisted the urge to retreat further from his probing touch. She knew she couldn't allow him to discover the truth, not when her entire ruse depended on maintaining the illusion of her injury."No," she protested, her voice coming out sharper than intended as she recoiled from his outstretched hand.But Kayden's resolve remained unshaken as he moved to grasp her foot, his fingers closing in on the edge of the plaster cast. With a surge of desp