บททั้งหมดของ Unexpected Romance, Contract marriage : บทที่ 61 - บทที่ 70

RACHEL'S POVI sat in my room, the weight of the past pressing down on me as memories flickered through my mind like old film reels. The incidents happening right now felt eerily intertwined, almost like pieces of a puzzle I couldn’t quite fit together.Could it be that someone was orchestrating this entire game? I found myself asking that question for the fifth time, searching for clarity amid the confusion. Leo had gone to work, while I was stuck here since I was not feeling too well. The other couples were busy planning their weddings, their lives moving forward while I can’t even think straight!Josh and the other hosts were frantically trying to figure out how the blackout had happened and what occurred during those critical moments of darkness.I mean, how I claimed someone pushed me.With every passing moment, I felt the tension build, and I knew that whatever was happening had implications far beyond our immediate reality. I couldn’t shake the feeling that we were all mere pawn

CECILIA'S POVAs I turned to walk away, I felt his hand grip my arm, pulling me back toward him. Before I could fully process what was happening, he enveloped me in a hug. The warmth of his embrace both comforted and enraged me. I struggled to break free, pushing against his chest, but he only tightened his hold. “Cecilia, please,” he murmured, his voice muffled against my shoulder.“Just let me explain.” “Let me go!” I shouted, but there was a tremor in my voice that betrayed my true feelings. He finally released me, but not before looking deeply into my eyes. “I need you to hear me out,” he said, desperation clear in his gaze.“I’ve been in love with you for so long. I never stopped, but I always felt like I wasn’t good enough for you.” My heart raced at his confession, caught off guard by the raw honesty in his voice.“Michael, you can’t just say that now. Not after what happened last night.” “I know! I messed up,” he said, frustration lining his features.“But I’ve been strug

LEO’S POVThe call came in just as I was about to wrap up for the day. I glanced at my phone, my heart sinking when I saw Bug’s name flashing on the screen. Something was off.“Leo,” Bug's voice was tense, and that alone sent a chill down my spine. “It’s Rachel… she’s been kidnapped.”The world around me suddenly faded into a blur. I couldn’t process what he was saying. “What? What do you mean kidnapped?” My pulse quickened, each beat resonating in my ears like a war drum.“They grabbed her on her way home. We’re trying to track her location now, but we need you to get to the police station immediately.”Without thinking, I bolted out of my office, nearly knocking over my chair in the process. My mind raced, panic and adrenaline coursing through me. Rachel—she was in danger. I could barely breathe as I rushed to the elevator, my heart pounding in my chest.The doors slid open, and I stepped inside, pressing the button for the ground floor with a force that matched my urgency. As I desc

LEO'S POVAs I stepped further into the abandoned building, my heart raced. In the flickering light, I spotted Rachel, tied to a chair, her eyes wide with fear.Panic surged through me as I noticed a group of men emerging from a dark room, their expressions menacing.What made my blood run cold was the sight of a bomb strapped to her body, wires and a digital timer blinking ominously. My instincts kicked in, and I couldn't think of anything else but getting to her.I rushed toward Rachel, my heart pounding in my chest.“Get away from her!” I shouted, adrenaline coursing through my veins. The men, however, just laughed, their eyes filled with malice. One of them held a remote, taunting me with it.“Step closer, and we’ll set it off,” he sneered.“Leo, don’t!” Rachel pleaded, her voice trembling. But I couldn’t back down. I took another step forward.In an instant, pain exploded in my leg as I felt a sharp sting; I had been shot. I stumbled but focused on Rachel, who was looking at me

RACHEL’ S POV I know things have been awkward between us lately. We were at loggerheads just weeks ago, but this variety show brought us closer than I ever expected. "Leo..." I called, and he looked up at me. He was sitting a bit far away but moved closer, settling next to me. "Yes?" he answered, his eyes locking with mine. I have so many questions I want to ask him, especially now, but I don't know how to begin. "Could you hand me my phone?" I asked, stretching out my hand. He passed it to me, and I played a video before handing it back to him. He watched it, and I could tell he remembered. "I think this is where everything between us started," I said. It was a video of the day my dad was hit in that tragic accident. For a long time, I believed Leo was responsible, but over the months, doubt crept in. The video felt too real to dismiss, but part of me started wondering if I had been wrong all along. Maybe, just maybe, I should’ve asked instead of blaming him from the start. B