All Chapters of Bad Contract with the Billionaire Devil: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

Nancy gave me a small, reassuring smile. “Enough to know you’re overwhelmed. Let’s get you inside. I’ve got everything you need." She tapped on her medical bag. "I tried twice before and missed you, so I came back. I’ll leave my contact information, you can call me, or I’ll check in on you.”I didn’t have the strength to argue. My voice came out thin and shaky. “Okay. Come in.”Avery shoved aside the condolence gifts littering the porch while I fumbled with the lock. My hands shook so badly the key slipped twice before it finally turned.The stale smell of cigarette smoke hit me as the door creaked open. We headed straight for the downstairs bathroom, Nancy following close with her medical bag.“You’re pale,” she murmured, worry was in her voice. “But don’t panic. You’ll feel better soon.”She pulled a syringe from her bag. The needle flashed under the harsh bathroom light, and my stomach lurched. I hated needles.Avery narrowed her eyes instantly. “What’s that for? You’re not trying a

“Nathan?” I whispered. “God… sorry. You two look identical.”I felt embarrassed.He handed his clipboard to a nurse and slipped his hands into his pockets, grinning. “No worries. You’re not the first to mix us up. Funny you still remember Justin, though. He never made it as an actor, our parents crushed that dream. He’s running the family company now… Rodway Enterprises.”I nodded, turning away as my cheeks heated.Back in college, I had bought every magazine, watched every late-night interview, hoping Justin’s face might appear. He had been my secret crush, the boy I believed was destined to make it big.Now I knew why he had vanished.Nathan pulled out his stethoscope. “Mind if I check you over?”I nodded. He gently eased me back and lifted my gown just enough to press against my stomach. His touch was professional, steady… but my skin still prickled under it.For a moment, Justin’s smile flashed in my head, and I stiffened. Nathan’s brow furrowed as he moved the stethoscope across m

“What’s that supposed to mean?” I snapped. “Are you saying you slept with her?”Justin held his hands up, sliding further away like he wanted distance from the storm I’d become. “Whoa, chill, bro. I didn’t touch her. We never went that far. Maybe she liked me... thought I’d be her first or something, but nothing happened. I swear.”The words hit like a fist. “She ‘liked’ you? To be her ‘first’?” I repeated, low and dangerous.The image of anyone else close to her, before me, after me, cut deeper than logic allowed. It was irrational, but fury bubbled up anyway. I closed my eyes and forced my breath slow, trying to settle the heat in my chest."Who the hell was her first? Some high school nobody?" I said to myself. "Fvck."“Sir, we’re here,” Vincent said, breaking the silence.We stepped into cold evening air. The restaurant glowed down the street: La Belle Époque, glass walls and chandeliers spilling light onto the snow.Staff in black greeted us with measured bows; a manager in a tail

In a strange, twisted way, I almost felt relief that Liam had kept our marriage hidden. At least it had spared me from being dragged into that toxic circle at galas and parties. Dealing with Evelyn alone had been enough to shred me. Facing all of them? It would have been unbearable.---All day, Avery and Nathan had stayed at my side. Doctors and nurses drifted in and out, checking my vitals, adjusting my IV, bringing trays of soup and juice. The meds dulled the raw edge of my stitches, making my body feel lighter, but I still felt dizzy and kept floating in and out of shallow naps.By nightfall, the hospital had gone quiet. Hallways glowed dim and empty, just the hum of machines and the soft echo of footsteps. Nathan supported my arm as we walked, while Avery pushed my IV pole behind us. Its little wheels squeaked with every step, the sound was sharp against the silence.We headed for the cafeteria.It was bigger than I expected. A sleek, modern space of glass walls and polished tabl

Liam stepped closer, his shadow stretched across the bed.“I said you’re transferring tomorrow. That’s final. You need to recover fast so you can take care of my kids. That means you eat what I give you and stay where I put you. Otherwise, forget about seeing the twins.”Shock locked my throat, but my body betrayed me. My eyelids grew heavy, exhaustion was dragging me under faster. I wanted to fight him, but all I could do was slip deeper into the fog.A knock broke the silence.Vincent’s voice came muffled through the door. “Sir, Dr. Rodway and a young woman are outside asking to see Ms. Brown.”“Send them away,” Liam ordered instantly.“No,” I forced the words past my dry lips. “Please, Liam. Let Avery in. I want my best friend.”He sighed, irritation flashed across his face. “Vincent. Let the girl in. Send Nathan away.”“Yes, sir.” Vincent’s footsteps faded.The room blurred at the edges again, but then Liam’s phone rang, it was sharp. He answered on speaker while calmly pouring ho