All Chapters of Contracted To The Cold Billionaire Lawyer : Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

The morning light crept softly through the curtains, gently waking Racheal. Her eyelids fluttered open, but for a moment, she didn’t know where she was. The unfamiliar ceiling above her slowly came into focus, and then everything hit her like a wave... last night. She had finally been with Christopher, the man she had dreamed about for so long. A warm flush spread across her cheeks as she realized she was lying there naked. Her heart beat a little faster, and a small smile tugged at her lips. Sophia would be proud of her. Now all that mattered was waiting to see if she was pregnant, the plan was working. But then, she turned her head, and her smile froze. It wasn’t Christopher beside her. It was Alex. Panic surged through her veins. Her breath caught in her throat. How could this be? Her body trembled as if the blood had suddenly drained from her face. “Alex?” she whispered, disbelief thick in her voice. He was fast asleep, peaceful and unaware. Memories started to come

Olivia ran. Branches slapped against her arms. Her chest ached from the sheer effort of breathing, but she didn’t stop, not for a second. The masked man was ahead, darting between trees like a shadow come to life, and her feet pounded the dirt path behind him with determination. She didn’t look back. She didn’t think. He moved fast, almost too fast, but she was determined to catch up. The man reached a narrow road and paused just for a second, allowing her to gain a few steps. When he noticed how close she was, he took off again. Olivia didn’t stop. Her feet pounded the ground, heart thudding against her chest like it was trying to break free. He turned into a small, dark alley. She followed. But as soon as she stepped in, she stopped. The place was silent. Empty. Shadows stretched across the brick walls. There was no exit on the other side, just a wall. A dead end. She frowned and walked forward slowly, her skin prickling. Something was wrong. Why had he led her

Olivia recounted everything, from the moment she spotted the masked man to the second her legs gave out beneath her. As she spoke, her voice trembled at times, eyes distant as if reliving every step. She realized just how reckless she had been. Seeing him run had set something off inside her, and without thinking, she'd followed. No plan. Just instinct. Now, sitting in that quiet room, she could only feel grateful she’d made it out alive. When her story ended, silence settled over them like a thick fog. Nathan let out a sigh, leaning back in his chair with a smirk tugging at the corner of his lips. “That’s quite a story,” he said, clearly entertained. Then, turning to Christopher, he added, “You want to go first?” Christopher didn’t answer immediately. He looked stunned, still processing everything she'd just revealed. “No... go ahead,” he finally said, his voice distant. Nathan shifted, ready to speak, but Olivia’s voice cut in. “Wait…” Both men turned to her. She was

A few minutes later, the door creaked open again. Olivia didn’t move, her body curled tightly under the covers, trembling. Her skin was pale, her lips quivering as a chill ran through her. Christopher stepped in first, his expression tight, frustration radiating off him. Nathan followed, his steps slower, more cautious. The sound of their footsteps made Olivia turn her head weakly. “Mr. Chris—” Her voice broke off as a harsh cough tore through her chest. She clutched her ribs, her body convulsing from the force of it. Her eyes were red, glossy with fever. Still, she tried. “Are you ready? Let me go get dressed,” she whispered hoarsely. “You are not leaving this mansion, Olivia,” Christopher said, his tone sharp, tolerating no argument. She blinked, then turned her head slowly toward him, lips pouting like a child denied something precious. “Why? I’m totally fine. I can manage,” she said. But even as the words left her mouth, she felt the lie sting on her tongue. Her body was

The call ended with a sharp beep, and Olivia groaned, pressing her palm to her forehead. What had she been thinking? Nathan was sharp, too sharp. She thought that maybe, just maybe, if she lied about being home, he’d reveal Christopher’s ward and she could walk in unnoticed. But clearly, she had miscalculated. Again. Nathan wasn’t the type to be fooled easily. Something told her that even if he hadn’t seen her from up, he would have known anyway. He walked away from the balcony, and she knew, without a doubt, he was coming down. The lie had been a foolish gamble. If anything, it only confirmed what she already suspected.. Nathan wasn’t just smart. He was perceptive in ways that made her feel uncomfortably exposed. Before she could piece the thought together, the hospital doors slid open. Nathan stepped out, his gaze fixed sharply on her. Olivia straightened, tugging her sleeves nervously. And then, boom, thunder cracked above, shaking the sky. She flinched, not just at the