The Billionaire's 200-Day Bride のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 71 - チャプター 80

Alexis smiled as he watched Rachael sleep. She clung to the blanket tightly, like a little girl, her peaceful expression making his heart swell.He ran his fingers gently along her cheek, trailing down to her shoulder."Rachael," he called softly, but she only grunted in response, turning to the other side of the bed.Alexis chuckled, leaning down to pepper kisses along her shoulder. "You're going to be late for work if you don't wake up," he whispered against her skin."Is it morning already?" Rachael mumbled, a small frown forming on her face as she turned back to face him."Good morning," Alexis said, pressing a kiss to her forehead.She smiled sleepily, running a hand over his cheek."I made breakfast for you while you were still sleeping," he said, leaving the bed to retrieve the tray sitting on the table."I followed the recipe without missing a single step. Not sure if it still tastes good, though," Alexis shrugged as he set the tray in front of her.Rachael chuckled, sitting u

The sound of heels clacking against the marble floor echoed as Jessica walked into the fancy restaurant. She was elegantly dressed in a white top, black palazzo pants, and black heels, her makeup flawless. Eyes turned to her as she walked before she settled into a particular seat."Jessica," Jericho smiled when he saw her.Jessica mirrored his smile, reaching out to hold his hand. "How have you been?" she asked."I'm good," Jericho replied, then pushed a paper toward Jessica.Jessica picked up the paper, her brows furrowing as she read it."Stephen Sherman?" She looked at Jericho.Jericho nodded. "That's as much as I could find. I feel like there's more to him than just that marriage agreement," he said.Jessica nodded thoughtfully. Now that she thought about it, it all made sense. Maybe the marriage that had been arranged between her and Stephen had a deeper purpose."Thank you," Jessica muttered, slipping the paper into her handbag. "I'll take it from here. You don't have to do anyt

Rachael sat at a desk in the police station, clutching the blanket draped around her. The scar on her neck had been treated and patched. She stared into space, her mind racing at a hundred miles per second, her face void of color."Mommy!"Rachael swiftly turned to the entrance and saw Brandon standing next to Alexis."Brandon," she murmured and quickly rushed to them, engulfing him in a hug."I was so scared... I thought something happened to you," Brandon muttered, tears streaming down his round cheeks.Rachael cupped his cheek and smiled, fighting back her own tears. "I'm fine, okay?" she said, wiping his tears.Brandon nodded. Rachael looked at Alexis, who let out a sigh of relief. God knows the terror he felt when he received a call from the police, informing him that Rachael had been assaulted.A door opened, and a police officer stepped out."Miss Spencer, please come in," he said."Brandon, stay with this kind lady. We'll be back, okay?" Rachael pointed at the woman standing b

Brandon's eyes sparkled with excitement as he stared at the ring in Alexis’s hand. His little fingers twitched as he could barely contained his giddiness.“So?” Alexis asked, his voice laced with nervous anticipation. "What do you think?"Brandon looked up at him, his expression suddenly turning serious. “You really love my mommy?”“With all my heart,” Alexis said without hesitation. “And I love you too, Brandon. You both mean everything to me.”Brandon squinted his eyes as if sizing him up. “Then you have to promise me something.”“Anything.”“You have to protect Mommy always. No matter what,” Brandon said, bringing up his pinky finger.Alexis smiled, reaching out for his pinky fingers to intertwine it with his, “I swear on my life, Brandon. I will protect her and you with everything I have.”Brandon studied him for a moment, then nodded in approval. A small smile played on his lips before he took a deep breath. “Okay, then… Dad.”Alexis felt his heart stop for a second. The word ech

Alexis sat on the chair, drumming his fingers on the table as he occasionally glanced toward the hallway that led to the restroom.He looked at the group of violinists who were already on standby, waiting for Rachael to arrive. The words "WILL YOU MARRY ME?" were boldly written on the cards which the waiters held.He sighed as he checked the time on his wristwatch. Twenty minutes had already passed since Rachael excused herself to use the restroom.The more minutes passed, the more anxious he became.The waitress he had sent to check on Rachael came back with a worried look on her face—and that’s when he knew something was wrong."Where's Rachael?" he immediately asked as she approached."I'm sorry, sir, but I couldn’t find madam. When I got to the restroom, it was empty... Only this note was on the floor," she said, stretching the note toward Alexis.He took it and read it. His eyes widened.“Fuck,” he breathed out, immediately storming toward the exit of the restaurant.He looked ar