All Chapters of Sold To The Billionaire (English): Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

Eleanor awoke with a heavy heart the next morning, her body stiff and aching from sleeping in the same position. She hadn't even bothered to change her clothes the night before, her mind too weary to perform the simple task.She stood up, trying to shake off the lingering exhaustion. She longed to go downstairs, but a knot of apprehension tightened in her stomach. What if Knight's female guest from the night before was still there? The thought of facing her again filled her with a sense of dread.Suddenly, her stomach rumbled loudly, a jarring reminder of her neglected hunger. She hadn't eaten anything since lunchtime yesterday, and her body was beginning to protest.With a sigh, she made a decision. She would venture out of her room and make her way to the kitchen, praying that she wouldn't encounter the mysterious guest. She was at least hoping to not go crazy from hunger."Good morning, hija," Manang Paula greeted her with a warm smile, her presence a welcome comfort. The housekeep

Though Glythe uttered an apology, she continued her meal, a silent admission of the pain that lingered unspoken between them. She knew Knight hadn't fully healed, the scars of the past still etched deep within him. "Knight..." Glythe longed to bridge the distance, but sensed the darkness clinging to him, the impenetrable barrier he erected against any intrusion. "You know, I'm always here," she offered, hoping to dispel the shadows. "That's why I came, I worried you were still lost in self-reproach." Knight, understanding her intention, mustered a weak smile, "I'm alright, Glythe." Glythe offered no reply, a sigh escaping her lips as she returned to her food, the silence now heavy with unspoken truths. Back in her room, sleep eluded Eleanor. Niro's presence lingered, his calling card a tangible weight clutched in her hand. A silent debate raged: conceal it, risking Knight's fury, or cast it aside, severing the only lifeline that offered escape? A sudden ring shattered the

"So, you're here too," a voice spoke, pulling Eleanor from her swirling thoughts. It was Niro, settling into the seat opposite her, his gaze fixed on her with an intensity that made her heart flutter. "N-Niro," she stammered, her voice barely audible in her surprise. Why is he here? I didn't call him; I didn't tell him I'd meet him. The man offered a fleeting smile, "Just passing by," he replied, his tone casual before turning serious again. "You're with Knight?" he asked, his gaze searching hers. "N-no..." she replied, glancing away, a knot of confusion tightening in her stomach. She couldn't understand the conflicting emotions churning within her, the uneasy feeling Niro's presence evoked. Niro inhaled deeply, reaching across the table to take her hand in his. A jolt shot through Eleanor, her heart hammering against her ribs. A strange, electric current coursed through her, the warmth of Niro's palm sending shivers down her spine. "Let me save you from that man; I kno

"Let's talk," Knight said, his voice gentle as he approached Eleanor. She steeled herself, drawing a shaky breath before turning to face him. "W-what do you want to talk about?" she asked, her voice barely above a whisper. Knight sat beside her, taking her hand in his. Eleanor's heart pounded against her ribs, the warmth of his touch sending a shiver down her spine. What is this I'm feeling? she wondered, confusion swirling within her. "Eleanor," he began, his voice thick with emotion. He lowered his head, as if searching for the right words. He wasn't sure how to begin. A torrent of emotions swirled within him, a mixture of regret, remorse, and a desperate desire to make amends. He inhaled deeply, "I-I was an idiot," the words tumbling out, raw and honest. "I-I never asked you anything first, before reacting. I was so dumb." He bowed his head slightly, his usual air of authority replaced by a vulnerability that tugged at Eleanor's heart. He looked like a child, crushed by the

With no destination in mind, Eleanor ran aimlessly, her only desire to distance herself from Knight, to escape the pain that gnawed at her heart. Tears streamed down her face, her body trembling with a sorrow she couldn't comprehend. Why is this happening? I should be happy. Everything should be okay now. He's finally given me back my freedom, my life, everything that was taken from me, I should be celebrating, and living a life that I always wanted. There is no more Knight. He can do anything without having me involve. But why does it hurt so much? Why does my decision feel so agonizing? Even though I know it's the right thing to do, the necessary thing, for my own good, for his and his future wife's sake. Because I was so stupid, and fall in love with him, knowing there's nothing that can work out. Starting from our life, I do not have an excuse for me to fall in love with someone like Knight. I don't have anything for this to work Since I met him, my life has turned into a mes