All Chapters of The Billionaire's Reluctant Bride : Chapter 271 - Chapter 280

The door swung open, and there she stoodCatherine, her eyes cold as ever, her smile deceptively calm. In her hand, she held the contract that had just been discussed over the phone, the one we’d worked tirelessly to secure. The weight of it was more than symbolic; it felt like a chain being tossed at our feet, a final attempt to bind us to her game.I stood frozen for a moment, the air around me thick with the sudden tension. This wasn’t just about business anymore. This wasn’t just a contract. This was a confrontation. And from the way Catherine’s eyes glinted with something darkly triumphant, I knew she had calculated this moment down to the last detail.Alexander stiffened beside me, his jaw tightening as his eyes moved between the contract in her hand and the resolve I could see building in him. We weren’t the same people who had been thrust into this battle months ago. We had grown. We had changed. And now, we weren’t backing down. Not to her. Not to anyone.“What are you doing h

I knew the call was important. The way Alexander's hand had tightened around mine when the phone rang, the hesitation in his eyeshe had sensed it too. Whatever news was coming, it wasn’t going to be easy.But when he answered, his voice calm but firm, I could feel my stomach twist into a knot. The music around us, the chatter of our friends, the clinking of glasses of it seemed to fade into a muffled blur, as if the world was holding its breath alongside me. We had come so far. But now, standing here, in front of the people we loved, there was this underlying tension that threatened to unspool everything we had worked so hard for.Alexander’s gaze never left mine as he spoke into the phone, his voice low but authoritative. “Yes. I understand. No, we won’t move forward without reviewing the new terms. I’ll speak with her directly.”I held my breath. He was too controlled, too composed, and yet I could see the lines of stress forming around his eyes, the tension in his jaw. Whatever thi

The phone call ended with the kind of silence that could suffocate you if you weren’t careful. The words Catherine had left hanging in the game had only just begun to echo in my head like a constant reminder that no matter how far we’d come, we weren’t truly out of the woods yet.I stood there, staring at the phone in my hand, my heart pounding against my chest. I knew Alexander was watching me, his presence close enough to feel like a steadying force. His eyes never left mine as I exhaled a slow breath, trying to push away the lingering anxiety. I wanted to be angry, and I was angry. But more than that, I was tired. Tired of her games, tired of the constant threats, the fear that had become a part of us. It was supposed to be over. We were supposed to be celebrating, not looking over our shoulders.Alexander’s hand gently brushed against mine, pulling me from my thoughts. “Leila,” he said softly, his voice steady despite the underlying tension. “We’re going to face this. Together.”H

The moment Robert stepped into the room, I knew something had shifted. The energy in the air changed, like a cloud had rolled in, blocking out the light. It wasn’t just his presence—it was the way he walked in, his eyes scanning the room, calculating, as if he knew exactly how to break the fragile peace that had settled between Alexander and me.I could feel the tension in Alexander beside me, his body rigid, his hand tightening around mine. The space between us felt too small now, as though the warmth we had shared just moments ago had been stolen away by the coldness of Robert’s arrival.“Robert,” Alexander said, his voice low but steady, though I could hear the edge of something else in it. Something that said he was tired of this game. Tired of the manipulation. “What are you doing here?”Robert’s lips curled into a smile, the kind that never reached his eyes. “I think we need to talk, don’t you think?” His gaze flicked to me, then back to Alexander, and I saw the way his expressi

The door clicked shut behind Sophie and Liam, leaving us alone once again. The silence that followed felt different this time, like a weight had been lifted, like something had finally settled. Alexander stood beside me, his hand still firmly holding mine, grounding me in the present as I felt the distant echoes of the past slowly fade into the background.I exhaled, my chest tight, but there was a sense of peace now—something I hadn't realized I was craving. We had faced my father, his coldness, his manipulation, and come out the other side not broken, but stronger. We had faced our fears together, and in that moment, there was no doubt in my heart.I turned to Alexander, meeting his eyes, and for a second, everything else disappeared. The looming threats, the challenges, the chaos—they all seemed so far away in the quiet of this moment."We're doing this, aren't we?" I asked softly, my voice thick with emotion.He nodded, a small smile tugging at the corner of his lips. "We are," he