Todos os capítulos de Billionaire Contract Wife: Capítulo 111 - Capítulo 120

Alex charged toward the scream as fast as he could. There was a small shelter they had overlooked down the hill, and Alex quickly charged at it, flinging the door open. He was met with the sight of Roy holding Claire down, his pants halfway off. Alex’s body was weak, his injuries still fresh, but the sight of Claire in danger ignited something within him. He forced himself to move, landing a punch on Roy, but it lacked the full force of his usual strength. Roy growled in anger, about to retaliate, but then he sensed the presence of others around him. Realizing he was no longer alone, he shoved Alex aside and made a break for the door. With all the strength he could muster, Alex rushed toward Claire, lifting her into his arms. He held her tightly, running his hands down her hair to calm her down. She clung to him, sobbing uncontrollably. “It’s okay, you’re safe now,” Alex whispered, his voice soothing but strained as he held her tighter. He didn’t know how much more of this he co

Charlotte dropped her phone with a sharp, frustrated exhale after hanging up with Roy. "How dare he call me after causing so much trouble," she muttered under her breath, pacing in the dimly lit kitchen. Her hands shook as she reached for the bottle of water in the fridge, trying to calm her nerves, but her mind was already spinning with the consequences of everything falling apart. As she returned to the living room, she switched on the TV, hoping to drown out the noise in her head, but what she saw instead brought her to a halt. The news anchor's voice was calm and detached, a stark contrast to the storm inside Charlotte. "Breaking news: A kidnapper on the run has been found dead after being struck by a vehicle," the newscaster said, as footage of the accident scene flashed on the screen. Charlotte froze, her heart pounding as the words sank in. She didn't even realize she was holding her breath. "The victim was identified as Roy Anderson, a recent kidnapper that was on the r

The investigation into who orchestrated Roy’s release from prison eventually hit a dead end. With Roy’s death, there was no concrete evidence or testimony to follow, forcing authorities to reluctantly close the case. For Alex and Claire, it was a relief, a loose thread that wouldn’t pull at the fragile peace they were rebuilding. The following weeks were nothing short of bliss for the couple. Returning home from the hospital felt like a fresh start, and they cherished every moment together. After everything they had endured, they were determined to make up for lost time and focus on the future, channeling their energy into creating a warm and loving home for the child they were eagerly anticipating. While Alex resumed work, Claire found her own ways to keep busy. She often spent time with Mrs. Hamptons, the two of them bonding over recipes and filling the house with the comforting aroma of home-cooked meals. On other days, her mother would visit, and the three of them would dive

The situation only got worse the next day. Claire didn’t say a word to Alex, nor did she even show her face before he left for work. Her silence hurt him more than the thousands of malicious comments flooding his phone. On his way to the office, his secretary sent him a link to an article. He hesitated before clicking on it, but once he did, his heart sank. It was an interview with Charlotte, who was supposedly admitting to the “affair.” She claimed she never wanted to be part of it, that she only met Alex that night to get closure, but he kept pushing. She painted him as the one who wouldn’t let go, as if he were the one responsible for everything that happened. Alex’s hands clenched the steering wheel, a knot of anger and frustration forming in his chest. Charlotte had spun the story in her favor once again, and now it was all over the media. Claire didn’t believe him, the public didn’t believe him, and he was once again being painted as the villain. Alex couldn’t believe his

The next day, Claire woke up earlier than usual, determined to make breakfast for Alex. She served him a plate of eggs and toast, but he barely touched it, eating absently while his mind wandered to the impending board meeting. “I could come with you, you know,” Claire offered hesitantly, watching him down the last sip of his coffee. He gave her a soft smile and shook his head. “I appreciate it, but it’s better if you stay here. I’ll handle it.” Claire didn’t press further, though she hated the thought of him facing everything alone. At the office, Alex walked through the building, catching the curious glances of employees who were clearly aware of the ongoing scandal. He ignored them, his focus set on the day ahead. Once in his office, he placed his phone on the desk and called Claire, her voice the only thing that could steady his nerves. “I’m already in,” he told her. “I’ll update you after the meeting.” “Just breathe, Alex. You’ll get through this,” Claire sai