Semua Bab Married To His Billionaire Boss: Bab 111 - Bab 116

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