Lahat ng Kabanata ng The Billionaire's Reluctant Bride : Kabanata 251 - Kabanata 260

Some days feel like we’re chasing the future,Others like we’re finally learning to live in it.The quiet of the morning was a gentle reminder of how much had changed. How much had shifted between us.I sat at the kitchen table, a cup of coffee in hand, watching as Alexander moved around the kitchen. He was a creature of habit, but in the last few months, I’d noticed a subtle change. The tension that used to follow him like a shadow, the constant weight he carried on his shoulders—those were now replaced with something softer, more assured. I had always known the man beneath the polished exterior, but now, I was witnessing the man he was becoming.We had been through so much—external pressures, personal struggles, and everything in between—but here we were, standing together, no longer running from the storm but walking through it hand-in-hand. We had been torn apart and built up again, stronger than ever, but now, it wasn’t about surviving anymore. It was about thriving. Together.Al

Sometimes, it’s not about where we are. It’s about where we’re going—and the promise we make to ourselves to build it together.I stared at the horizon, the golden light of the setting sun reflecting off the glass walls of our penthouse. The city below had long since fallen into the rhythmic pulse of twilight, but up here, everything felt suspended in time. The world moved at its own pace, but we were standing still, together.The buzz of the day had faded, replaced by the quiet hum of anticipation. We’d made it through the latest hurdle—the threats, the legal battles, the constant scrutiny—and now, in the space between all of that, we had a moment to breathe. A moment where I could finally let myself think of the future without the weight of fear and doubt pressing down on me.And then Alexander appeared beside me, his familiar warmth wrapping around me as his hand slid into mine. His touch was steady, as always, but tonight, it felt even more grounding. There was something different

That message just sat there, silent and heavy, in my inbox. Like some kind of bomb nobody could see, just ticking in the dark, waiting for me to notice. “New Developments. Immediate Action Required.” I’d seen that line too many times. It felt like a script the universe couldn’t stop recycling. No matter how many times I saw it, the panic hit just as hard, every single time.I just stared. My phone in my hand, screen glowing, chest pounding so loud it felt like maybe the whole building could hear it. I didn’t move. Couldn’t, honestly. I hate how your heartbeat can feel like an alarm bell when you’re already on edge. It’s wild how your body can betray you, like the very second you need calm, you get the opposite. My mind started racing through all those long nights. All the tired, blurry-eyed talks with Alexander, whispering our plans like maybe if we didn’t say them too loudly, they’d survive the morning. Every promise we made, every scrap of hope. And now? Now it all felt one sharp br

The room just froze. Honestly, I couldn’t even hear myself breathe. It was like all the oxygen got sucked out the second Robert stepped forward, smirk curling on his face like everything we’d built meant nothing to him. My head was spinning. For a second, I almost thought I was dreaming, like my mind was trying to protect me from how bad this betrayal felt.I turned to Alexander, hoping he’d look as confused as I felt, that he’d say there had to be some explanation, anything. But all I saw in his eyes was rage, pure, cold, controlled. The kind that’s scarier than any shouting.“Robert,” Alexander started, but his voice came out more like a growl than a question.Robert didn’t even blink. He just walked farther into the room, all calm and casual, acting like he owned the place. “Don’t say something you can’t take back,” he said, his voice smooth, like he was reading off a script. “My mind’s made up. Loyalty? That’s long gone, Alexander. You should’ve seen it coming.”I just stood there

The figure in the doorway wasn’t Damien.It was someone even harder to face.I felt my heart seize in my chest. For a second, I was frozen, caught somewhere between disbelief and old memories I’d tried to bury. My stomach twisted, a dizzy, sinking feeling spreading through my whole body as the shape in the light finally stepped into focus.“Catherine,” I whispered, barely trusting my voice. It sounded too thin, almost childlike.Alexander’s hand clamped around mine so hard it almost hurt. I could feel the tension running through him, like he was ready to throw himself between us and this woman if he had to. He took a step forward, shielding me, but I couldn’t look away. I couldn’t.It had been years since I’d seen heryears since I’d even let myself say her name out loud. She was still as poised and striking as ever, her movements as precise as always, every line of her body under control. Catherine Sinclair: once my mentor, my guide, the person who taught me how to move in this world.