All Chapters of Sweet Submission: Love Me, Mr. Billionaire : Chapter 231 - Chapter 240

SkylarI couldn’t sleep.No matter how many times I rolled over, adjusted my pillow, or shifted the blanket, the uneasiness inside me just wouldn’t let me close my eyes.Cole hadn’t come home.It wasn’t like him anymore. Ever since Amelia left the house, he had stopped staying out late, and I had gotten used to the comfort of him always being home before night fell. But today… today was different.He had left in the morning, and hadn’t returned.Where was he?I reached for my phone on the nightstand and checked the screen again, hoping to see a missed call, a text, something—anything. But nothing. Not a single notification. My lips trembled as I dialed his number once more. The line rang, rang, and rang again until it went to voicemail.“Cole, please,” I whispered. “Just pick up…”But he didn’t.Desperate, I called Xavier instead. At least he might know something. But he simply assured me that Cole was fine and I shouldn’t worry too much, that he would be back. His words were reassuri

SkylarI tumbled down the stairs.The first strike of my body against the hard steps knocked the breath out of me.My side slammed against the edge of a step, then my shoulder, then my back. Each hit sent waves of pain through me as I kept rolling helplessly downward.My hand instinctively went to my stomach, holding the small life growing inside me, desperate to shield my baby from the fall.“Ahhh!” I screamed as I landed hard at the bottom. My body lay twisted, trembling with pain, my breath shallow, my heart racing so fast I thought it might burst out of my chest.I tried to cry out for help, but the words caught in my throat. The pain left me weak… too weak to even lift myself or mutter a word. My limbs felt heavy, numb, like they no longer belonged to me.Then I heard it.Footsteps.Someone was coming down.I blinked hard, trying to steady my blurry vision. The pain kept pulling me under,

Cole I rushed into the hospital, my chest tightening with every step. My palms were sweaty, and my throat felt dry as I walked up to the reception desk. I leaned against the counter, trying to steady my breath, and asked quickly, almost too quickly, “Please… Thomas McLair, my wife’s father, what happened to him? I need to know his health condition.” The nurse at the desk looked up with calm eyes, but her slow movements frustrated me. She shuffled through some papers before opening her mouth, but before she could even reply, I felt someone’s hand clap my shoulder. “Cole!” I turned, and there was Xavier, rushing in. His face was pale, and his brows were knotted in worry. “What’s going on?” he asked urgently. “I’ve been trying to reach you; Ingrid told me what happened!” I scratched my head, frustrated, my heart pounding. “I don’t know yet. Ingrid also called me—she said Skylar rushed here after hearing her father was in critical condition. I came straight away. I just got h

SkylarI saw my father… he was alive. Not just alive… he was also awake!He had regained consciousness!He was sitting upright in his bed, holding a small child gently in his arms.My breath caught, and before I even realized it, tears poured down my face. I hadn’t seen him awake in so long, not since he had fallen into that deep sleep that felt like it would never end. And now here he was, looking at peace, looking… alive.“Daddy!” I cried out like a little girl, rushing toward him.Just as I was about to throw my arms around him, he looked at me and smiled. A warm, tender smile that reached his eyes. He raised a finger to his lips, asking me not to make noise, then pointed down at the baby resting in his arms.“Shhh,” he whispered softly, “don’t wake the baby.”I stopped in my tracks, my tears still flowing, and lowered my voice immediately.“Sorry…” I quickly whispered back.Hearing his fami

Cole I paced back and forth in the waiting area of the hospital. I had lived through countless battles in my life, both in business and outside it, but nothing had prepared me for this at all. My mind was restless. I had spoken with the chief doctor of the hospital a few days ago, and what he told me made my stomach churn with unease. It had been confirmed that no one in the hospital—not even a single nurse—had made any emergency call to Skylar about her father’s failing condition that night. So… who did? I had asked Ingrid and she had sounded so sure that Skylar got a call that night. If the hospital didn’t call Skylar, then who had? That question had been burning in me ever since. The thought that someone might have used such a cruel trick against her was unbearable. I was still pacing when I saw Xavier approaching from the other end of the hallway. I stopped instantly and wen