Semua Bab Contractual Marriage: The billionaire's Woman : Bab 151 - Bab 160

Nortia's POVMy hand went underneath my chest in a fold while I tried to come up with what I was to do now and the next step of action to take but there was none that I could think about as my mind was blank. I knew that the best thing to do right away when get rid of the child but there was no way I was doing that neither would there be any way I will tell Alexis about this especially with how he had reacted at first, that amounted to him not wanting the child, but what Gerald had said changed everything and left me with conflicted feelings, which I needed to be sure about. How possible was it that he loved me that way and had no problem letting me go? I was having a hard time placing my hand on it as it seemed so out of place. If he actually loved me the way he had said, why had it been so easy for him to let me go? Running a hand across my eyes, I forced back the tears not wanting to complicate things than they already were, the emotions weren't going to be good for the child a

Alexis's POV Every single day that had blurred past was the same, the same routine, the same emptiness which I felt and I wondered when it was going to end. Somehow the news had gotten to the public and it was worse because it made everything drop, from the company stocks to my parents blood pressure which had gotten so high that all I wanted to do was hide somewhere away from the pressure. The only good thing which had come from this even when Nortia was being called a gold digger was the fact that somehow, someone got to know that she was the rightful heir to the Edward corporation and she was being called the right owner, also her uncle was in a loophole because of the constant attention, thrown on the company and so he knew he had to make sure everything went on well. He couldn't file bankruptcy not without going to jail and when he found out about it, he stormed my office in rage throwing words at me, talking about how I had the same thing with Nortia, we made everything wors

Alexis's POV The tabloid told a different story from what I had expected, even if I was asleep and I was woken up at that moment to identify who exactly was in the video which was just posted online, I would be able to do so. In a fleet of rage, I had searched my phone, punching in Maxwell's number to place a call across to him when it dawned on me that I actually had no right to, I would have had that right if indeed we were still married, but not with me divorcing her, she was free to do whatever it was that she wanted, with restrictions from me, and that included going out with anyone she wanted to. But why does it have to be Maxwell, there were numerous other men she could have gone out with, why does it have to be him? The one person she wasn't supposed to get in contact with. When my secretary stepped in, my eyes brimmed with anger while I waited for her to say what it was she was here for. “You have a visitor”“Who?” I questioned, my parents haven't gotten across to me sin

Alexis's POV Everyday was the same, streamlined into another so fast that I could feel it, my life was slipping through my hands and it was becoming so hard to convince myself that I had done the right thing, I couldn't just come to terms with the fact that she was nowhere to be found. The last encounter I had where I had met my father wasn't so helpful either as he didn't believe what I had said either, but had said if I meant what I said, then I should leave, and I had no other choice than to do so, if it was going to convince him that I didn't love her then I was ready to do so. Dressed in silk pajamas, I weaved a hand through my head thinking of the next action I was to take, everything was beginning to spiral out of my control, with her out, there was nothing I could do. The company was fine, but I could feel it without anyone telling me, I could sense it also. I was slipping out of control, I could barely eat and was barely able to think without missing her. She had grown

Nortia's POV“ A cheesecake please.” The order called, gazing straight at me. “ Here Miss,” she should probably be in her teens, dressed in a pretty sundress gown with a bag hanging on her shoulders. I knew she must be in college or high school, maybe a friend of Genevieve as well. Since she somehow found out I was shuffling between the house and working here, she has done everything to help me and that included an increase in patronage. My godmother was not different from her, she did everything that she could to help, when I was back, she had water running for me to take my bath in, insisting she was going to do even when there were maids who were available to do so. She had vehemently refused to me working,citing the fact that she saw no need while I would be dressed in an apron, clasped around my waist while I stood behind the counter attending to people who wanted either something to eat or something to drink, but I stood my ground, because one more minute in that house and I