All Chapters of Married To His Billionaire Boss: Chapter 111 - Chapter 120

Nova's POV I spent the rest of the afternoon reviewing quarterly projections, drafting proposals that would fail or succeed our next development phase and meeting a new intern, Grace. She was young, maybe twenty-three years old and had bright eyes and that particular kind of anxiety that reminded me of what I used to be, shaking but hungry, desperate to make a space for herself in a world that did not always provide room for women to be hungry. I wanted to protect that hunger within her, to nourish it as no one had made the time to nourish my own when I started out. "Never be afraid to ask questions," I told her when we completed the orientation. "The worst you can do is pretend you know something and don't." She nodded gravely, scribbling energetically in a notebook that had probably accompanied her the block or two she had walked. "Yes, ma'am. Thank you ever so much for this opportunity. I will not disappoint you." "I don't think you will," I told her, and I meant it. It was

Nova's POV Twinkling lights danced above my head in blessed synchrony, skating across crystals of chandeliers as if their existence was free. Maybe it was. Mine wasn't. Neither was Levi's. We stood beside each other like strangers to take a photo, a mannered stance, rehearsed smiles, fingers never meeting. I felt the unsaid word between us took a longer time as a tightrope over a chasm. We were together, yes but acting. Acting as a marriage that behind closed doors had been brought to its knees. His grandfather had been frank earlier in the week. We had no choice. "The press is watching, the stakeholders are watching. You're still a unit in their minds and until I tell you otherwise, you will act like one." And here we were. My black satin dress sparkled in the low light, hugging my waist, with a slit that was just sufficiently teasing to get furtive glances. I had done my makeup with care, colored my lips a subdued burgundy to match the evening class. Levi wore a black tai

Levi's POV The phone rang just after midnight. I was still at the party with other guests. Nova had probably gone outside to get some air.I had seen Felicia’s mom earlier. I said hello to her before she left my side. She had no problems with me. But I do not think she really knew what her daughter was like.The phone kept ringing. Again and again. My stomach felt tight. Something was wrong. Very wrong. But I can not say what it is“Mr. Adams?” a man said on the phone.He sounded strong, but he was also out of breath. “This is City General Hospital. Your wife was in an accident.”Those words hit me hard. Like someone had punched me in the face.I ran out of the hall. The nurse was still talking, but I did not wait to hear her. My feet slammed the floor. Pain shot up my back. My heart was pounding fast. Like it wanted to break out of my chest.“What kind of accident?” I asked. I rushed to my closet, holding the phone with my shaking hands. “How is she? Where is she?”“She was brought

Levi's POV I have sat here in the hospital hallway like a man hewn from rock. Staring at the floor. Hearing nothing. Existing, but not existing. Waiting by myself. Waiting for something. Anything. For Nova to wake up. For the guilt to end. For the nightmare to finish. But I just stood there, my own world reduced to this lone square of linoleum and the relentless beeping from Nova's room. "She's not pregnant." Four little words from the doctor had kindled something bitter and cold raging inside me. My fists were still clenched, on my knees, to strangle the truth out of a person. The knuckles were white hours earlier but I could not let go of my hands. If Felicia were standing before me today. The door behind me groaned open and I didn't even need to look up. I recognized that same combination of designer cologne and stale aftershave, the deliberate, measured step of feet that commanded respect even in quiet. "Levi." My grandfather. He stopped immediately in f

Levi's POVRita breathed deeply, a deep breath shot through with years of disillusionment and exhaustion. She was quieter spoken when she spoke once more, but more corrosively for all that." Felicia, do you even hear how completely crazy this is? That girl, that beautiful, beautiful girl who has never done anything to hurt could have been killed tonight. You could have been killed! And your only concern, your only worry, is to exchange wild stories about your ex-boyfriend?""He is not even my ex!" Felicia shot back, and in that instant, I could sense genuine desperation creeping into her voice. "He is the father of my child! Everything was gonna happen sooner or later. It's destiny, Mom. It's fate. We are meant to be together and now we get to have a family!"I'd had enough.More than enough.I pushed the door open harder than I intended to push it behind. It creaked open slowly, as from a psychological thriller movie, hinges whispering in the abrupt quiet. Three heads swivelled tog