Contract Marriage With My Ex's Hot Uncle의 모든 챕터: 챕터 101 - 챕터 110

***~CHRISTIAN~***Claire was bleeding. Heavily. I could feel it as I cradled her close, spreading across the back of her gown and soaking into my pants. She was crying from pain, cradling her stomach, whispering about how terrified she was to lost the baby. I should have told her at that moment. Told her that I had been lying to her for weeks. I should have opened up. But I didn't. I fucking didn't. I just tried to calm her, while I yelled at Eric to drive faster. Poor Eric. He almost fainted at the sight of so much blood. "Christian... it hurts..." Claire's soft voice reached me, pulling me back to the present. "I know, baby. Just hang in there." I whispered back, kissing her hair. "We'll get to the hospital soon."Using my free hand, I dialed Connor's cell and told him we were on our way. I knew I shouldn't have panicked so much since I was fully aware that Claire lost the baby a month ago. But I was scared. I didn't want to admit it. I was scared shitless. Each time I thoug

***~CLAIRE~***Right before my eyes, Christian's demeanor changed. "I thought I told you not to ask me about that." His voice had gone cold. "You didn't." I said. "The last time I asked, you said you would tell me someday."Then I closed the space between us and took his hands in mine. "I know you don't want to talk about it, but bottling it up isn't going to help either. One day, it's all going to explode and you'll end up hurting people.""What do you know about me, Claire?" He asked suddenly, pulling away from me. "Nothing. You know nothing, except the little I told you. I don't think you understand what pain is."His words hurt me, but I shook it off. I knew he didn't mean to. He was hurting. Some people never recovered from the loss of a loved one. "I know what pain is." I murmured. "I lost my father to cancer. I used to hold on to the pain, to the loss. I used to keep it in, until I realized I was only hurting myself that way.""That's where you're wrong, Claire." He said r

***~CLAIRE~***What began as the perfect day turned into something horrible. I stood frozen, watching the video play out on the projector. Sloane was unconscious, and with every passing minute, the boat sank further into the sea. Beside me, Christian had gone rigid. His gaze was pinned on that projector, unmoving, unblinking. I couldn't read his expression. I didn't know what he was thinking. Then he turned sharply to the crowd, his expression murderous. "Who's doing this?" He barked. "Who played the video?"The other guests started to whisper amongst themselves. No one spoke out. The media manager who was in charge of the projector, a young boy with blonde hair, was dragged out by Christian's bodyguards. He looked terrified, and when Christian grabbed the collar of his shirt, I felt pity for him. "What is the meaning of this?" He roared into the boy's face. "Who sent you?""Mr. Cartwright, I have no idea who did it." The boy stuttered badly as he tried to defend himself. "I

***~CHRISTIAN~***I had managed to revive Sloane after I saved her from the sinking boat. She looked battered, and I had a lot of questions, but I held them back until later. I just wanted to get her out of here and get back to Claire. I never should have left her. Strangely enough, I didn't see the caller when I reached the seashore. All they left was another boat for me to use in saving Sloane. Reaching the shore, I docked the boat and helped Sloane out. She was weak, leaning heavily against me. Suddenly she pulled my head down and kissed me. I reacted instantly, grabbing her arms and shoving her away. "Sloane what the hell!" I snapped. "What is wrong with you?""I just missed you so much, Christian." She moved closer to me and held my face, trying to pull me down for another kiss. This angered me immensely. I wouldn't be here, away from Claire, if it hadn't been for her. I pushed her face away and moved back, but something about the wound on her cheek caught my attention.

***~CLAIRE~***My body had gone numb. Completely numb. I couldn't feel anything. Tyler kept talking beside me, but I didn't hear a word. All I could think of was Christian, and how I had been used. I believed all his lies, how he loved me, how he couldn't wait for us to be a family. I believed him when he said he was done with Sloane. What a fool I was. "Claire," Tyler softly tapped my hand. "You've got to get yourself together. I know this hurts, but I promise you, everything will be fine."I slowly looked at him, my eyes stinging with unshed tears, my lips trembling. "How could I not know I wasn't pregnant?" I whispered. "I felt it. I felt pregnant. I felt something growing inside me. How, Tyler?"Tyler hesitated for a moment, unsure of how to answer me. "Just say it, whatever it is." I urged him. "It can't get worse than this.""Well, most times, the brain is easily fooled." He explained. "As long as Christian kept assuring you the baby was fine, your brain automatically ad