Todos los capítulos de Marrying The Billionaire Who Healed Me: Capítulo 31 - Capítulo 40

Eunice’s POVJulie, my smart personal assistant, had found a way to block Tyler’s directors and top stylists from Lustre & Co on their way home from work.One by one, she intercepted them separately, stopping her car in front of theirs and stepping out confidently.At first, they were angry, honking and motioning for her to get out of the way. But Julie didn't flinch. Instead, she walked up to each driver’s side window, dressed to kill, and leaned in with a dazzling smile. In her perfectly manicured hand, she held a blue-bound document — our offer.The transformation was immediate. Their irritation melted into curiosity — and something else. They stared at her as if she were a dessert they couldn’t wait to devour. Only, it wasn’t food they were craving. It was the magnetic, irresistible Julie, who looked at them with an expression that made it seem like she was inviting them to do more than just take a glance.Men.They were controlled by what they saw, right? We understood that weakn

Lola’s POVWhen he drank it, I leaned upwards in a way that I could see his mouth open and the liquid in the cup flow through his lips. I watched his throat as he swallowed it down, every movement registering in my mind like a silent confirmation.Then I revealed a smirk from the corner of my cheek because I had just confirmed that he really drank the tea—the poison. It was no longer a plan. It had begun.Today, Tuesday, April 29, marked the day Tyler started to die. And every morning, he would keep taking this pill until the moment he took his last breath.I had to stay close—watch every breath, every expression, every shift in his energy. Because when that final moment came, when he gasped for air he couldn’t find, I would be there. I would look him in the eye and reveal everything.At the instant he took his last breath, I would tell him why I started killing him slowly. He would be shocked to know that he was not the real father of Jasmine and that it was I who killed his mother.B

Tyler’s POVI slept like a baby right after the beautiful, enjoyable sex I had with my beautiful and lovely wife.They say when a man releases, he releases everything in his body and soul. The weight of his day, the ghost of his past, and the love he doesn’t know how to say aloud.This was exactly how I felt when Lola and I were done with the intimacy. I just wanted to close my eyes and fall into a very deep sleep to wake up the next day, which I did right after Lola finished telling me some important thing.That night felt like a balm to my spirit—a peaceful end to what had been a chaotic day. I drifted off in her arms, reassured by her warmth, her scent, her presence.As the sun rose, I stretched my hands in the air, yawning as I welcomed the new morning. Though yesterday was sad, I woke up today a happy man.But why wouldn’t I be happy?I turned to my right and saw Lola. Her eyes were still closed and her body was still still.I didn’t need anyone to tell before I knew she was stil

Tyler’s POVI slumped into my office chair the instant I stepped into my office. It had never happened before that I would be the only one in this building, as big and wide as it was. The silence felt foreign, almost hostile, as though the walls themselves were whispering questions I didn’t want to answer.The month in the year Eunice and I got this place for our business, it had been just the two of us managing everything. But even then, our lawyer had been with us on that first day, reviewing documents and helping us through the paperwork. So, there had never been a moment when I experienced this place in complete isolation. I had never felt how big and empty it truly was until now, with business not running.The silence was eerie. If a pin dropped to the ground, it echoed all the way down the hallway—maybe even to the downfloor, and I just knew I had to do everything possible to fix the staff shortage that had suddenly struck my company like a storm.Trying not to panic, I turned on

Eunice’s POV“Annie, please can you bring me some cubes of sugar?” I said to Annie with a smile as she served me a cup of coffee in my room. I had just returned home and finished talking to my mother on the phone, which was something of a nightly ritual between us.Each night, as my mom continued her adventure of flying to every country in the world, she made it a point to call me. Just hearing my voice, she said, gave her comfort, and in turn, her words always brought me peace. She’d always assure me that everything was going to be fine.And truly, those words had kept me going through the toughest moments. Look at me now—I've even gained more weight than I used to because I’m finally relaxed, finally at peace.There is one thing revenge does to you—it settles something inside you. When you enjoy the satisfaction of seeing those who wronged you pay for their betrayal, it makes you feel powerful. It makes you feel justified.That’s exactly how I feel now. Every ounce of pain crushing