All Chapters of The Heir Contract : Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

"Please, God, let me live. Let them live." Calla whispered to herself just as the surgical team took over. They worked carefully while she lay still with her eyes fixed above her. She couldn't feel anything in her lower abdomen, all thanks to the epidural anesthesia. But suddenly, two cries pierced the air.Tears slipped down her cheeks as her heart swelled with joy and sheer relief. It was successful! The surgery was successful, despite the numbness in her body.With her chest rising and falling weakly, she watched the nurses tend to the two small bundles lying under the lights. Her babies. Hers. And Norman's. Even in her fatigue, the thought made her lips curve into a tiny smile.Unfortunately, he hadn't been by her side through the pregnancy, not for a single moment. He hadn't been there during the vomiting, the loneliness, the nights she cried into her pillow. But none of that mattered now.He would be proud. He'd see them, these perfect, tiny lives and he'd love her. Because thi

She tried to get up again, ignoring the burning pain in her lower body, but she could barely breathe. What was happening? Who were these people? And where was she? She wondered as her heart started racing. "I want my babies!" She sobbed, crawling to the edge of the bed. "Give them back to me! Please..." The nurses gently held her arms. "You need rest. You were very sick, but you're okay and safe now. You've been unconscious for six days..."Calla froze."Six... six days? How? Where am I?" She noticed how the nurses nervously glanced at the doorway and turned to see a tall, unfamiliar man standing at the far end of the room with both hands in his pockets. He was quiet with an unreadable expression and was dressed in a neatly pressed dark suit."Who are you?" Calla finally asked, but he didn't answer right away. Instead, he nodded to the doctor, who stepped forward."This is Mr. Julian Voss. He's the one who brought you here. You were found by the roadside, barefoot, bleeding, and in

Julian cleared his schedule for the day and cancelled all important appointments. He didn't ask any question, but just listened to the little part Calla was willing to share about herself. She carefully avoided mentioning the Kings’ name, but told a story about the people who ruined her life and walked away without a trace of guilt. "And what are you planning to do to these people?" Calla though for sometime. Of course, she wanted revenge. She wanted to make them pay for everything they did to her. She wanted to take her son back. But instead of saying all of that, she shook her head.On seeing that, Julian furrowed his brows. "Nothing?""There's a lot on my mind. But there's nothing I can do right now.""You can do anything you want with the right help, Calla,"But still, she shook her head. "I'm not ready. I need to grow out of this. Out of being the helpless girl they once knew. I need to learn and grow. Only then will I be able to make a move."Julian studied her for sometime

With a soft chuckle, Calla tilted her head. "I was just making sure I heard him right. Didn't expect such politeness from a man like him."Fiona's smile faltered for a split second. Her brows pulled together, and a hint of irritation flashed in her eyes. She hadn't expected that kind of response, especially one that, to her, sounded like an insult to Norman."My, what a bold way to speak for someone in your position.""Someone in my position?" Calla asked and scoffed. "You don't even know me""I don't need to..." "Well, that saves us the trouble." Calla cut in with a smile and turned to Norman who had been silent the whole time. "I assumed the greeting was just for the room. But how thoughtful!"How thoughtful? Was that all she could say? Fiona thought angrily and fisted her hand under the table. The only thing stopping her from snapping was Norman and the fact that Calla was with Julian Voss. But still, she couldn't just let it slide."I suppose manners must be optional wherever you

The next morning, Calla was in the kitchen making breakfast for herself. She had barely slept all night and even when she tried to catch up on some work, she couldn't focus. Her mind kept going back to the moment Norman walked into the room. And then, the last thing he said before Fiona joined them."...He loves her even more, and they're inseparable."He hadn't even tried to hide it. He was proud that the boy loved someone else as his mother after erasing any trace of Calla from his life. If she ever went to the boy and told him she was his mother, he would probably call her a liar right to her face. And that, the thought alone hurt Calla more than she could stand.Lost in her thoughts, she didn't notice the smell until it hit her that the scrambled eggs were burning. She quickly turned off the stove and set the pan down, just as the doorbell rang."Shit," She muttered, pushing her hair back from her face with her fingers.Her mind was so jumbled up she couldn't cook properly. She co