All Chapters of The billionaire's secret son: Chapter 141 - Chapter 150

Benjamim was a little surprised at first. Then, he smiled as if it were the most wonderful news he had ever received. In truth, he wanted to run over, hug Antonella, and tell her again how much he loved her, but then he remembered that this marriage would be a sham. Antonella was only doing this for Adam; he could never forget that. And he couldn’t forget to convince her that his motives were the same.But it was an enthusiastic reaction that Antonella didn’t expect.Benjamim quickly erased the smile from his face, returning to the old sharp look and arrogant expression that Antonella despised so much. At least he was playing his role well.“Great!” he said as his heart leaped with happiness inside his chest. “You sleeping at my house will calm Adam down a bit.”Antonella’s face turned red as she remembered that she had accepted his proposal and that in a few days, or perhaps hours, she would be married to the father of her son.“Well, about the wedding, we can make it something discr

The rest of the day was silent. Antonella and Benjamim continued acting like two strangers living under the same roof. She wondered what it would be like after she was married to him and how long she could endure that indifference.He was certainly respecting her space, or perhaps hesitant to approach her after everything that had happened between them. After all, Benjamim had declared his feelings for her, and she had rejected him.When morning came, those women took Benjamim’s small apartment over. Dominique and Carmella locked themselves in Benjamim’s room and said they wouldn’t leave until Antonella was ready for the wedding.He didn’t mind the invasion. Once he was alone, he immediately called his lawyer and asked him to check if Carlota had vacated his house.In the bedroom, Antonella seemed distressed, as if this marriage actually meant something to her, but Dominique’s words left her no peace.“I don’t have a wedding dress,” Antonella declared, and her words only agitated Domi

When Antonella entered the courthouse, she still remembered the feeling she’d had when she put on that dress. She tried not to think too much about the fact that she was marrying Benjamim and that in just a few hours they would be living under the same roof as husband and wife.It was inevitable. She stopped in front of the door and imagined the disappointment she’d feel if Benjamim wasn’t in that room waiting for her. Antonella had spent the entire journey convincing herself that this time Benjamim had no reason to abandon her, and if he truly loved her, he would be there waiting.She felt her cheeks heat up, as if they were on fire, when she saw him standing in front of the officiant, anxiously waiting for her. This wasn’t her dream wedding, and it was different from the first time. Antonella would sometimes hum the song from the church where she had once walked in dressed as a bride, only to find the place empty.This time, there was no music, no guests—just Benjamim standing befor

Carlota smiled, still locking eyes with Antonella. She displayed all her satisfaction with that discovery.Antonella should have been a bit more careful. How could she forget that Carlota lived there and might be lurking, just waiting for an opportunity to trap her?Anger rose like a sweet surprise. At least it kept Antonella from feeling afraid of Carlota, giving her the strength to defend herself regardless of whatever scheme the wretched woman was planning.“I was right about you,” Carlota said as she leaned forward, gazing at Antonella’s freckled face. “It’s a shame that Benjamim doesn’t listen to my advice.”“And what do you plan to do with what you just saw?” Antonella shrugged, speaking eloquently. “Will you try to have it posted in the newspapers that I met with the governor in secret?”“I can do much worse,” Carlota said, raising her nose as if she were about to take flight. “I’ll tell Benjamim what I saw, and the security cameras around the house can back me up. Unless…”Ant

There wasn’t much to do at the factory that day, although Enrico tried to involve himself with the plans to replace the machines. He was genuinely excited about Antonella’s brilliant idea. Things took a turn for the worse when, by the end of the day, his phone was flooded with notifications, most of them filled with horrible things said about him.Antonella knew that all those things, or at least most of them, were pathetic lies, but what people said about her online often left her feeling depressed.She sat there, in front of the window, watching the afternoon light fade away while her feelings churned inside her chest, and she didn’t know what to do.“What’s going on with you, Antonella?” Enrico’s voice echoed beside her, startling her. “I thought you’d be excited about the project.”Antonella forced herself to stand up and decided not to tell him about her concerns. Enrico always seemed to know what was happening to her, so it wouldn’t make any difference whether she told him or not