All Chapters of The Arrogant Billionaire's Redemption: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

It was my wedding. Mine. The day I had dreamed of, prayed for, counted down to with anticipation and dread alike. My wedding. Yet where was my husband? I stood at the altar, the center of a carefully constructed world of roses, lace, and polished glass, but the groom’s side remained empty. I had been there for hours—first with confidence, then with stubbornness, and finally with something close to desperation—while Simon, my husband-to-be, was nowhere to be found. Mrs. Alicia, my mother-in-law, had excused herself time and again. Each time her heels clicked against the marble floor as she hurried outside. And each time, she returned without him. My heart sank deeper into itself with each failure, but still, the smile on my face remained. It gleamed with a brilliance to rival the sunlight pouring through the stained-glass windows. I had painted myself into this picture. The gown clung to me in delicate folds of satin, the veil shimmered when it caught the light, and my face bore the

Simon's POV The sound of a door slamming jolted me out of the work I was doing on my laptop. My head snapped up, and there she was—my mother, fury radiating from her like heat. “Oh, I guess it’s my door that slammed then,” I thought bitterly, snapping my lips shut before the words could escape. Her footsteps were sharp against the floor, each one driving straight into my chest. She stormed toward me, her eyes blazing. “What is this I hear on the news about you? What is this I hear you did to Tina?” I exhaled slowly through my nose, willing myself not to roll my eyes. “Mum, you know better than to believe everything you see on TV,” I said, returning my gaze to the laptop screen. My fingers hovered over the keys, pretending I still cared about the work I’d been doing. The lid of my laptop snapped shut with a violent crack. My mother’s voice rose, sharp and cutting. “Tina told me what happened! She told me you dragged her to a gynecologist to find out if she was pregnant for your bab

August 2023 Tina's POV The sound of the pitter-patter of little feet filled my ears, light and rhythmic like a melody I never grew tired of hearing. Immediately, my heart lifted and a smile spread across my face before I had even opened my eyes. My son, Ajax, bounded onto my bed with the kind of energy only a six-year-old could muster. He tugged at my arm, his small hands surprisingly strong for someone so little. “Mum, Mum, get up, it’s morning already!” he declared, shaking me with all his might. I rolled over and caught him in my arms, hugging him fiercely. My chest ached with the familiar swell of love. Ajax was my pride, my joy, my miracle. He was the only good thing to come from my marriage to Simon, the single bright light I had managed to carry out of months of darkness. I held him tighter, unwilling to let go, because I couldn’t stop thinking about how close I had come to never meeting him at all. He had been just a “false negative” away from being erased before hi

I stared at my phone for a long time, the glow of the screen burning against my eyes. My heartbeat was loud, rushing through my ears like a drumbeat I couldn’t quiet. The message at the top of my notifications was from Trove—the last company I had applied to, the smallest name on my list, and yet my final hope. For a second, I couldn’t move. I squinted at the text, almost afraid to tap it. I didn’t want to see another cold, polite rejection. I didn’t want to see those familiar words: Sorry, Miss Valentina. Before I could gather the courage, Bella leaned over, quick as a flash, and snatched the phone from my hand. “You know,” she said, raising an eyebrow, “staring at your screen for a century isn’t going to make the message read itself.” “Bella—give it back!” My voice cracked, half-panicked, half-pleading. She ignored me, her eyes darting across the words. For one agonizing moment, I thought her expression was unreadable. Then her lips parted, and she let out a small, delighted gas

I locked eyes with Mr. Adam Jordan, my coworker. What on earth was he doing in the elevator of my apartment building? My fingers tightened around Ajax’s small hand, and in that instant I felt his little bones shift under my grip. Adam’s expression mirrored my own confusion—eyebrows drawn, lips parting like he wanted to ask a question. I stepped inside quickly, tugging Ajax with me, and reached for the panel. My finger hovered over the button for my floor, only to notice it had already been pressed—the red glow mocking me with inevitability. Of all the people in this entire building, why him? After a flicker of surprise crossed his face, Adam pulled out his phone, tapping away as if my presence had no significance. I exhaled slowly, adjusting the mask over my nose and mouth, willing the seconds to pass until the elevator dinged. Just a few more floors, then safety. “Miss Tina, is that you?” The sound of my name in his voice cut through the tight air. The elevator shrank; oxygen th