All Chapters of Contractual Romance: Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

Sandy’s POV “Baby?”I blinked, forcing myself out of the deep thoughts I was in to look in the direction of Anthony.It had been two days since we arrived in New Jersey and today was the day we would meet Gina's uncle. Since the day we moved into our new apartment, I have not been at peace mentally. All I could think about was my condition, my marriage, and my baby. I was scared of what the doctors would say. Scared of the doctor saying my condition was bad, scared of not surviving.My parents have been calling, checking in on me and so far, it was the only thing that I was holding onto to keep my mind at peace. Gina, my parents and Anthony were the only ones giving me hope and I was going to use it as much as I could to keep myself sane so that I wasn't going to lose my mind.“I'm here, remember?” Anthony said and cupped the back of my head. “We'll be fine. Don't think so much.”I smiled with my lips tightly pressed together, trying to force a happy expression and feeling. I knew he

Sandy’s POV I was feeling numb every second that ticked by. My hands and feet were cold, my mouth had an odd taste, my heart was beating slow. I felt sick, almost nauseous. Nothing made sense to me at that moment. I felt as if I had lost so much in the past few days.I lost my baby because of the sudden sickness in me. A sickness I wasn't sure of even surviving. Since the diagnosis by the doctor, I have done my research and the treatment was something that wasn't going to be easy. It was harsh and I saw reasons why I had to abort the baby.I sighed and forced my depressive thoughts away from my head and curled myself under the blanket. I closed my eyes, hoping that I could fall asleep even if it was for five minutes and praying to God that I don't have any more nightmares.Some minutes had gone by and sleep had not come. I opened my eyes and looked around me, taking in the things in the room. I still couldn't sleep. My brain was too awake, filled with too many thoughts of how, what i

Sandy’s POV I was numb at the information given to me. My heart felt like it was pierced with a sharp knife at the words that had come out of her mouth. My lungs tightened and my heart hammered fast and loud. I swallowed down the tension forming in my throat and backed away from Anthony and the nurse. Slowly, I raised my hand to my mouth, covering it as I felt the urge to scream out in pain and anguish. “Here are the results,” the nurse said, handing over some envelopes to Anthony.I turned away and sat down on the chair we had been sitting on. I rested my elbows close to my knees and held the sides of my head. I kept my head bowed as I tried to control the pain in my chest. I lost my baby because of a false report. My baby was gone because of a mistake. At that, I sat up, remembering why I decided to do this. I marched over to where Anthony was standing and grabbed the envelopes from him. “What are we going to do now?” Anthony asked. “I'm shocked by this and–”“I am suing them,

Sandy’s POV “What do you mean?” It couldn't be true. There was no way that his father would do that to him after Anthony had done everything to please him and not disappoint him.“It can't be,” I said, sitting down. I looked at her closely, trying to pick up any trace of disbelief or joke. There was nothing like that on her face. Gina was serious, with no hint of joking. Gina wouldn't joke about such a thing to begin with.“It's true, Sandy. Ever since we found out that you don't have cancer, he's been getting mails from the company. His father has been calling and asking him how long he's going to keep neglecting his duties… His father also told him he knows the marriage is fake. The point is… Anthony may be kicked out of the company other than just losing the ceo position.”My heart shattered again. All of this was happening all this time and I wasn't aware of it? “Why didn't Anthony tell me about it?”Gina forced a smile on her face and eyed me up and down. “Well, you and him

Sandy's POV I marched into my room and picked up my charging phone. I quickly dialed Angela's number and waited as it rang. I needed answers. I paced around as I waited for her to pick up. When she didn't, I dialed her number and sat on the bed this time. My heart was pounding and my body was heated up from how angry I was feeling. I was confused, feeling as if I was pinned against a wall. Everyone around me was making me go crazy and that included me too. It felt like I was being choked and boxed in. I was restless, anxious and stressed. Was it so bad that I wanted answers? Was I an asshole for seeking answers to what had happened? Was I in the wrong to go to my so-called husband for help and understanding? Why was I feeling like the bad one?Angela did not pick up and that made me even more angry and sad. I dropped the phone and wrapped my arms around myself and stared blankly at the floor. I began to think back to how Anthony had spoken to me. He didn't care anymore. Why was h