บททั้งหมดของ LOVE FOR SALE : บทที่ 51 - บทที่ 60

BEN POV It’s been three months since the baby shower, and everyone has been all hands on deck, ready to help with the baby, especially since I was now nine months pregnant. I felt like I was about to pop. But it wasn’t just my wild imagination; something had changed between Nolan and me. It felt like the lines of our friendship were blurred. He slowly rubbed my swollen feet as I watched him focus on the task. It made me wonder what it would be like if we made it to the altar and actually got married. But those mere thoughts were just a fantasy. I let out a gasp when I felt a warm liquid gush between my legs. My eyes widened in fear. “Nolan?” He looked up, meeting my gaze. “My water just broke…” I whispered. He looked confused. “Now?” I nodded eagerly, pointing to the wet area on the sofa. He went into full panic mode. “What should I do? I’ve never done this before.” I took a deep breath as the first contraction took over my body. I whimpered. “T

NOLAN POVIt felt like we had crossed an invisible line, and it took all my self-control to pull away from Ben. I was on the verge of losing my sanity, and it was all because of my father’s mistress. I gently pushed her away. “I’m sorry, but we can’t do this.” She looked up, meeting my gaze, and confusion swam through her eyes. “I thought you were in love with me,” she whispered. I did have feelings for Benedykta, but I wasn’t ready to get my hopes up and experience another heartbreak. “We can't keep going in circles, Ben… I care about you and Alessia Marie, but I won’t let what I feel for you get in the way of that relationship.” She slowly grasped my hand. “It took me years to finally come to terms that Ambrose is gone, and I know that I need to move on and hopefully find love again, and believe me, Nolan, that’s what I’m trying to do.” I gave her a puzzled look. “And you think kissing me is going to help you forget about my father? Deep down, the both of us know that you’

BEN POVI didn’t remember much after that moment—just the sound of my own heartbeat echoing in my ears, and the feeling of my entire world collapsing.Ambrose.Alive.The name pulsed in my mind like a curse and a prayer at the same time.Nolan didn’t meet my eyes after dropping the bomb. He just sat there, staring at the floor like he’d been waiting for this moment to come—like it was a confession he’d rehearsed a thousand times in his head.I stood there frozen, my voice trembling. “What did you just say?”He exhaled sharply. “He’s alive, Ben. He’s been alive all along.”My knees went weak, and I gripped the edge of the table for support. “You’re lying… this isn’t funny, Nolan.”“I wish I was lying,” he murmured, rubbing the back of his neck. “But I’m not. I found out three months ago.”My heart sank. “How? How could you possibly find out something like that?”“Ambrose reached out to me,” Nolan said softly. “He told me he was alive, that he needed time to heal and stay away for your

BEN POV I took a deep breath, trying to compose myself. I had always known the truth for a long time; I just didn’t want to admit it. It was always Ambrose. Even in death, he still owned my heart. Somehow, I had convinced myself that Nolan could fill that void, but even after all these years, the thoughts of Ambrose still consumed me. I still remembered every single thing about him. Just like that, I had lost Nolan. The man who put aside his happiness just to make me happy. I felt guilty. I felt guilty for not fighting for our love. For not fighting for our marriage. I had made up my mind. I was going to see Ambrose in Italy no matter what. I wiped my tears away. I couldn’t let Alessia see me this way. I took a deep breath and went back inside. Alessia looked up, meeting my gaze. “Where is Uncle Nolan?” she asked curiously. I forced a smile. “He had an urgent meeting he had to attend.” She frowned. “I heard everything, Mom… I heard the two o

NOLAN POV Maybe it was the alcohol rushing to my head, but she looked more radiant than ever, and my gaze lingered a little longer. She swallowed hard and began to pick up the scattered papers, which were now all over the floor. I offered to help, and once we were done, our eyes locked again. “Sorry, sir.” Mr. Rebel cleared his throat, and I turned to look at him. “This is Rosie. She recently joined us, and she’ll be working as a new personal assistant since Kayleigh decided to have kids instead of doing her job,” he muttered coldly. I forced a smile, extending my hand to Rosie. “My name is Nolan, but you can call me Mr. Esteban.” She grasped my hand. It still fit in mine just like I remembered from years ago. She smiled and pulled away, excusing herself. Once she was gone, Mr. Rebel gave me a knowing look. “You know how I feel about work relationships… but I want you to pursue whatever is going on between you and Rosie.” I choked in disbelief. “That’s ag