บททั้งหมดของ Contracted To The Cold Billionaire Lawyer : บทที่ 61 - บทที่ 70

PRESENT DAY Just like that, their conversation was cut short by the doctor’s words. Nathan was the first to stand, sharp, swift... like he’d been bracing for that statement all along. Olivia followed, her movements slower, more tentative. They trailed behind the doctor through the stark hospital corridor, fluorescent lights buzzing faintly overhead. As they walked, Olivia stole a glance at Nathan. His posture was rigid, shoulders squared, eyes locked ahead like he couldn’t afford to look back. Not even for a second. A strange ache bloomed in her chest. How much had he endured? He had raised a teenager when he had barely stopped being one himself. Not out of obligation, but love. She could see it now, in the quiet storm that always seemed to simmer behind his eyes. The girl, his sister, had been bullied relentlessly. And according to Nathan, she had a childlike innocence, a softness the world wasn’t kind to. Olivia could only imagine how deeply it must’ve cut her. To be l

She heard it again. Another thud. Louder. Olivia’s heart shot to her throat. Panic clawed up her chest as her mind scrambled for what to do. With trembling fingers, she grabbed her phone and typed to Nathan quickly— 'Help. Someone’s at the door. Come quickly.' Then she looked up. The door wasn’t locked. Panic surged through her. If whoever was out there tried the handle, they would come right in. Swallowing the lump in her throat, Olivia tiptoed toward the door, holding her breath like even that might make a sound. She gently turned the lock until she heard a soft click. Secure. For now. She backed away and sat on the edge of the bed, gripping her phone tightly. Her eyes kept darting from the door to the phone screen, praying Nathan would show up soon. Another thud. Then a pause. Her body tensed, every nerve on edge. Then, voices. Faint at first. Two of them. One sounded familiar. Her breath hitched. Nathan. Relief flooded her as she hurried to the doo

The days drifted by quietly, and before anyone realized, a full week had passed. Christopher had made a complete recovery and was back to full strength. Nathan still remained at the mansion, keeping close and helping in any way he could. Olivia hadn’t received another message from the unknown number, and for once, there was peace in the mansion. Real, comforting peace. Racheal and Sophia went about their days separately. The house was calm, calmer than it had been in a long time. But that peaceful rhythm was broken the following morning. Racheal woke up drenched in sweat, her body burning up. Her head throbbed, her limbs ached, and her skin felt too hot to touch. Still, she pushed herself to sit up. The effort alone made her dizzy. After a few seconds, she forced herself to stand and stumbled into the bathroom. Her stomach lurched again. She dropped to her knees in front of the toilet and threw up. The bitter taste lingered as she rinsed her mouth out at the sink, her body tre

Olivia lay sprawled on her bed, staring at the ceiling with tired eyes. The room was quiet. The kind of silence that made time crawl. She had already eaten, showered, and scrolled through her phone more times than she could count. Now, boredom wrapped around her like a thick blanket. With a soft sigh, she sat up and swung her legs off the bed. Doing nothing was driving her crazy. Maybe a short walk around the mansion would help pass time. She slipped on her slippers and stepped out of the room. Her floor was empty as usual, and when she went downstairs, it was no different. The entire mansion felt deserted, still and unnaturally quiet. Almost like a museum. Not even a maid in sight. Olivia glanced around. Everything was neat and untouched. No movement, no voices. Just silence. She walked slowly, letting her fingers trail along the polished stair rail as she climbed back up. That’s when her eyes drifted toward the staircase that led to Christopher’s private floor. Her steps slowe

“Wow,” Christopher said, nodding with a light smile. “That’s definitely some good news.” Alex grinned proudly and puffed out his chest. “Thank you. I mean, I deserve it.” Christopher chuckled, and Nathan did too. Olivia offered only a faint smile, keeping her thoughts to herself. But Racheal… her heart was still racing, though not as wildly as before. For a moment, when Alex had started speaking, she’d felt frozen in her seat, terrified he was about to expose her pregnancy in front of everyone. But to her relief, he hadn’t. Clearly, he didn’t know. Of course, he didn’t know. How could he? She hadn’t posted anything online. The only ones aware were Sophia, who had helped her get the test, and the doctor who ran it. Sophia would never tell a soul, Racheal was sure of that. So there was no way Alex could have found out. She was just being paranoid. Racheal’s eyes met Sophia’s across the table, and Sophia gave her a subtle, reassuring nod. That helped her breathe a little