Lahat ng Kabanata ng Billionaire's Unlikely Bride : Kabanata 51 - Kabanata 60

Julie’s POV The soft glow of the television filled the room as I lay stretched out on the couch, my legs draped over Emily's lap. Emily's fingers moved in slow, soothing circles over my calves. We've spent most nights this way, watching movies, talking, and enjoying each other's company. "You have magic hands, Em." I sighed contentedly. Emily chuckled softly, her thumb pressing into a tender spot. "I try." She paused, her gaze drifting away from the TV to focus on me. After a moment she bit her lip and then said, "Jules, when are you going to introduce me to your family?" I tensed, shifting uncomfortably, sitting up slightly. "I... I'm not sure yet." Emily's hand stilled, uncertainty flickering in her eyes. "Do you not like being with me? I don't like that we're keeping our relationship a secret." I looked away, feeling guilty. Emily wasn’t wrong. We've been together for a while now, and I still haven't officially come out to my family. Mason knew, but we've never really talke

Mason stood inside Damon’s living room, glancing at the suitcases packed near the doorway. He raised an eyebrow, wondering what was going on. He knew that Damon had originally intended to leave for Australia if things didn’t work out with Julie, but leaving like this was not a good idea. He couldn’t leave when he was so upset when things between him and Julie were so… damaged. Julie was already devastated that she thought Damon, who she had known almost all her life, was disgusted by her. He couldn’t leave without talking to her, it wasn’t right, and Mason was determined to protect both his sister and his friend. Damon would regret leaving Julie behind like this. When Damon came downstairs, his expression hardened when he saw Mason. "What are you doing here, Mason?" Mason glanced at the luggage. "Going somewhere?" "I'm leaving for Australia tomorrow." Damon sighed as he sat down. "And you weren't going to tell me?" Mason frowned. Damon shrugged. "It's not like you've been kee

Raven gripped the steering wheel tightly as she drove down the highway. Her hands were trembling, her vision blurring as waves of nausea crashed over her. The clock on the dashboard showed she was already twenty minutes late for her meeting with Brian and some new clients of theirs. She hadn't been feeling like herself in days; she felt weak. She didn't notice the light ahead turned red as darkness washed over her. Her foot hit the brake too late, her car veered off the road and collided with a nearby light pole, and her head slammed into the steering wheel. The last thing she saw was the crumpled hood of her car before everything went black. A bystander screamed for help, and two men rushed over from a parked truck. One carefully opened the door and checked her pulse. "She's alive!" He shouted over his shoulder. "Call an ambulance!" Raven blinked slowly as her vision began to clear. She tried to focus on her surroundings. White walls and the sterile smell of antiseptic made her r

Mason sat in his car, his fingers trembling as they hovered over his phone. He had just gotten an anonymous message and it contained a voice recording. Candice had been lying to him from the start. She had never been pregnant. The recording contained the cold truth in the form of Candice’s voice. She was laughing, talking to Blair about how easy it was to convince him of her pregnancy. How she had fabricated the miscarriage to keep him attached to her and guilt trip him. He had started to get excited about having a baby, he had given up everything to take care of his child, even willing to take Candice back to give the baby a complete family. He had tried to do the right thing, and it had cost him everything. Raven had left because he had refused to give Candice up when her pregnancy had come to light and it had all been a lie! He remembered how sad he had been when Candice miscarried. He was still mourning for a child that never existed, knowing that didn’t help the pain of losi

Mason grabbed his keys and headed to the door to leave for work - he had some crazy meetings to get through before he could go to Australia to see Raven, but he froze the instant the door opened. Standing in front of him was a dead woman... that was less than dead. Margaret. Standing at his front door. Her face was mostly hidden behind oversized shades and a scarf wrapped tightly around her neck like the stereotypical woman hiding her identity in a bad television movie. Mason's heart skipped a beat. Everyone thought she was dead, but here she was alive and breathing. "Margaret?" Mason asked, his voice filled with disbelief and anxiety. "I thought you were---" "Dead?" Margaret interrupted. "I'm not, not that anyone seemed to care that much. But - can I come in? I'm rather conspicuous standing out here." Mason stepped back, allowing her entry. "What - I don't -" "Shut your mouth, Mason, you'll catch flies," Margaret smiled, affectionately. She had never felt much for her step