Fake Bride of the Ruthless Billionaire のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 11 - チャプター 20

The sun had not fully risen when Grayson Blackwood woke from his sleep. The digital clock on the bedside table showed five in the morning. Usually, at this hour, he was still asleep or already preparing for his strict morning workout. But this time was different.He sat on the edge of the bed, staring at Kimmy’s figure still fast asleep. The blanket covered her small body, her face calm and undisturbed. Grayson took a deep breath, then stood up slowly so as not to make a sound.His feet carried him to the bathroom, where he washed his face and stared into the mirror. His eyes still carried traces of exhaustion after a long night, but an odd new determination took hold of him.“If I want her to notice me, I have to do something different,” he muttered softly.A few minutes later, Grayson was already in the mansion’s large kitchen. The room was usually filled only with the sounds of servants and the Blackwood family’s private chefs. But this morning, the entire staff was stunned when th

Eight in the evening.The Blackwood mansion. The atmosphere seemed calm until the sound of a black sports car engine stopped right in front of the main door.Kimmy, who had just finished reading a magazine, turned her head. A sense of unease spread in her chest. She rose from the sofa, walked toward the door, and prepared to welcome her husband.But her steps halted the moment the large door opened. Grayson appeared, tall and imposing, his face as cold as ever. Yet what made Kimmy freeze was his hand—tightly holding the hand of a woman. Clarissa Li.A top supermodel in a blazing red evening gown, her long hair flowing, a victorious smile on her face.Kimmy froze in place. Her breath caught. He really brought that woman into this house?Grayson stepped inside calmly, as though nothing was wrong.Kimmy’s sharp eyes fell on their still-interlocked hands. “What do you mean by bringing this woman here?”Grayson glanced briefly, then looked at Kimmy with a challenging expression. “Why? Do y

At ten o’clock in the morning, the atmosphere at the Blackwood Corporation headquarters was as busy as usual. Grayson’s spacious office carried the strong aroma of freshly served black coffee.Grayson sat in his leather chair, his black suit still neatly fitted on his broad frame. Yet his face betrayed him—dark circles under his eyes, a weary gaze from yet another sleepless night.Arthur entered carrying several files. He hesitated for a moment before speaking.“Sir, at one o’clock this afternoon there’s an important meeting with clients from the southern city. A major agenda, a partnership contract worth billions of dollars.”Grayson slowly lifted his head. “One o’clock?” his voice was hoarse.Arthur nodded. “Yes, Sir. I suggest you rest for a while. You don’t look well.”Grayson leaned back in his chair, closed his eyes briefly, then took a deep breath. “I’m fine. That meeting is too important. Prepare all the materials, make sure there are no mistakes.”Arthur wanted to object, but

Five o’clock in the morning. The air in the master bedroom was still cold. The thin curtains swayed gently, brushed by the breeze from the slightly open window. Kimmy had just woken up after her fever eased a little during the night. As soon as she opened her eyes, her gaze immediately fell on Grayson, who sat in the chair beside the bed.The man was still wearing the same shirt from the night before, a few buttons undone. His hair was slightly messy, his face pale, and most shocking of all—his eyes were completely red. Heavy dark circles were obvious.“Gray…” Kimmy’s voice was soft. “You… haven’t slept?”Grayson turned briefly, forcing a faint smile. “Are you feeling better?”“I asked, did you sleep or not?” Kimmy sat up, leaning against the headboard.Grayson shook his head slightly. “It’s fine. I’m all right. Go back to sleep, Kimberly.”Kimmy stared at him in disbelief. “You haven’t slept for two nights, have you?”Grayson fell silent, then lowered his head for a moment. “I can’t

Episode 19The afternoon light streamed through the hospital window, casting a soft glow on Grayson’s face, which now looked much fresher. The rhythmic beeping of the heart monitor echoed gently in the room. On the chair beside the bed, Kimmy still sat, her eyes never leaving the man before her.She had thought Grayson was asleep, but suddenly, those gray eyes slowly opened and met hers.“Still here,” Grayson’s voice was hoarse, yet warm.Kimmy lowered her head, smiling faintly. “Yes, I’m still here. I didn’t go home. Besides, I’m not sure you could sleep without me watching over you.”“Who said I need a guard?” Grayson murmured, half joking, half serious. “The only thing I need is you.”Kimmy rolled her eyes, but a faint blush began to rise on her cheeks. “You’re starting again.”Grayson reached out, his fingers brushing the ends of Kimmy’s hair that rested on her shoulder. “I mean it. Since you came… this is the first time I’ve been able to sleep peacefully.”Kimmy fell silent. Her