Semua Bab The Disabled Billionaire Is Obsessed With Me : Bab 101 - Bab 110

Eve I stared at the estate in front of me. Bodyguards stood at the gates, their sharp eyes surveying every movement, their hands resting close to their weapons. As the car pulled up, one of the guards approached, peering inside. His gaze flickered over the driver and the other man in the passenger seat before he gave a nod. “Open the gates.” The heavy gates parted open immediately. My fingers curled into the fabric of my shorts as the car rolled forward. The size of the property left me speechless. So this was the Winters Estate, the most powerful family in the country. No wonder they were the wealthiest. The place was massive, it felt almost surreal. I should really stop this habit of following strangers wherever they lead me. But this time, I had no choice. I had to follow him because of what he said, and especially because he had called me Mrs. Eve. If he knew I was married, then the correct title should have been Mrs. Mia. I had married Xander as Mia, not Eve. No one

Eve His words echoed in my head, and I tried to keep a straight face, but I couldn’t. Xander? This man wanted me to fix Xander’s leg? I clenched my hands into fists. I didn’t know what to feel about this. It was a stupid request. How could he ask an intern to treat his son's legs just because some of my surgeries had been successful? It didn’t make sense. He was the richest man in the world, he could bring in the most talented doctors from anywhere. Yet, he was asking me? I swallowed hard and turned to him. “Mr. Winters, with all due respect, this doesn’t make sense. I can’t possibly—” “Make sense?” he cut in. “I don’t do things that don’t make sense, Eve. I only make decisions after calculating every possibility, and every answer leads to you. You are the only one who can heal his legs.” I stiffened, my gaze dropping to my lap. Me? Only I can do it? I bit my lip. I didn’t want to admit it, but deep down, I knew he was right. When I examined Xander’s legs at the bridge,

Grace I had always wanted a daughter. I didn’t know why, but the thought of having a little girl to dress up, to love, to protect, it was a dream I held close to my heart. The moment I found out I was pregnant, I rushed to buy baby clothes, all in shades of pink. I decorated the nursery with soft pastels, imagining the laughter of a baby girl filling the room. So when the doctor told me I was carrying a boy, I won’t lie, I was a little bit disappointed, but it was just for a moment. Then I reminded myself that this was my child, my son, and I would love him just as fiercely. I wanted a girl but I wasn't going to make my son feel bad about it. Still, when Benjamin and I tried again, I was determined. This time, it had to be a girl. I did everything, followed old wives' tales, changed my diet, even explored different religions despite coming from a strict Christian family. I prayed, I wished, I hoped. And when the doctor finally confirmed it, I couldn’t believe it. A girl. A m

Eve The question surprised me that I almost forgot to breathe. Xander? Why was he asking me about Xander? I blinked at Theodore, my lips parting slightly in confusion. I didn’t expect this. And it wasn’t just him…..Xander’s father had asked me this before. Why was everyone so curious? Why was he so curious? "Theodore, I—" I hesitated, searching his face. "Why are you asking?" His gaze was locked unto mine, like he was looking for something in me. Something I wasn’t sure I knew the answer to. I swallowed and turned my eyes to the sky instead, focusing on the stars. "I don’t understand why you’re asking this, but… someone else asked me the same question once." I paused, collecting my thoughts. "I didn’t answer him." I felt Theodore’s silence, he was patiently waiting for me to continue. I took a slow breath and finally said, "To me, Xander is like a child." I didn’t need to look at Theodore to know I had shocked him with my answer. "A child?" I nodded. "He is like a child who

Eve I stepped into the room, closing the door behind me and walked closer to the bed. My eyes landed on the man lying there, his face relaxed, chest rising and falling in a rhythm. I had never seen him look this peaceful before. It had been a while, but I still remembered every detail of his face and how we met. The first time we met, I wanted to jump from that bridge, but he saved me. And I fell into his lap. But all I could think about then was how attractive he was. Still, to this day, I often thought about how his eyes looked back then. When I gazed into them, I was captivated. The sunlight streamed in, touching his face. Instinctively, I lifted my hand, shielding him from it. I didn’t know why I did it, I just didn’t want anything to disturb his sleep. My arm began to ache from the awkward position, but I didn’t put it down. I shook my head, muttering to myself. “What are you doing, Eve? This is stupi—” "What are you doing?" The deep voice made me freeze. Impossible.