บททั้งหมดของ The Billionaire's Uwanted Wife : บทที่ 21 - บทที่ 30

~ ISLA ~A marriage contract?The bold heading stared back at me, stark and cold. My breath stuck in my throat as my fingers hovered over the page.It took a moment to completely digest what I was reading.I noticed this one wasn’t the one I signed before. The clause of three years wasn’t written on the paper. Instead, it was replaced with one cold condition: I would remain his wife for as long as he wanted.My head snapped up. “What…is this supposed to mean?”I was too confused and bewildered. Why would he draft another agreement?Alistair leaned back on the sofa across from me, one arm resting on the armrest. His posture was too casual and deliberate, like he was making a simple business agreement—and waiting for me to squirm.“The agreement you signed with my grandmother was dissolved. Now I will give you two paths,” he said evenly.“You either walk away now—” His eyes flicked to the document. “…or you stay, under my terms.”A sharp laugh almost escaped me, but the lump in my throa

~ ISLA ~I couldn’t believe what had just happened there.One moment, I was sitting in that suffocating living room, bracing for another round of humiliation from my so-called family, and the next—Alistair had turned the entire table in my favor.I never expected him to step in like that. Although I was already bound by an agreement with them, it didn’t necessarily mean he would act on my behalf.He could have ignored me, left me to fend for myself—especially since he and my sister once shared a good relationship. But instead, he stood there—sharp, indifferent, merciless—and used the full weight of his name to crush my father’s arrogance.His words were firm and logically authoritative. I knew better than to think Alistair Montgomery did anything out of sentiment.Still, watching Bernard’s face pale at his words, hearing him stumble like a coward—for once, I wasn’t the one cornered.And when Alistair pulled me to my feet and declared me as his wife in front of them, there was no room

~ LIANA ~The silk curtains swayed as I stepped out of the boutique’s fitting room, wearing a pale pink dress that hugged every curve of my body. Stacey’s eyes lit up instantly when she saw me, her hands clapping together like an excited child.“Liana, you look absolutely stunning! I swear, you’ll steal the entire show if you walk into Montgomery Group’s gala like that.”We were at a luxurious boutique, searching for the perfect evening gown for the gala two nights from now. That night, I needed to look flawless—enchanting enough to capture every gaze, but most of all, his. Alistair’s.It’s obvious he only pretends to be indifferent, hiding behind that foolish Isla as if she truly matters. But I know better. This is nothing but his pride. He wants to punish me for the past, to make me believe he’s moved on.But I saw it in his eyes the moment we met again in his office—he still loves me.And at the gala, I’ll make sure he remembers exactly why.I gave Stacey a modest smile, tilting my

~ ISLA ~“What are you doing in my bedroom?”The words slipped out before I could stop them.Alistair turned his head slowly, a smirk tugging at his lips as if to tell me I had said something ridiculous. His fingers kept working the buttons of his shirt, deliberate and unhurried.“Your bedroom?” His tone dripped with amusement, but his eyes were sharp. “This is the master’s bedroom, Isla. Why wouldn’t I come here?”Heat rushed to my cheeks, my stomach twisting.Master’s bedroom? Why hadn’t Charles said anything earlier? I had actually assumed this entire lavish chamber was meant for me alone.Mortification burned through me as he peeled off his shirt and tossed it casually onto a nearby chair.His perfectly toned muscles came into view. I quickly tore my eyes away, but my stupid gaze had already caught the way his chest and shoulders gleamed under the soft light, broad and sculpted like they were meticulously carved.I couldn’t help but gulp hard as my throat went dry all of a sudden.

~ ISLA ~I still couldn’t shake the dominant side of Alistair from last night out of my head. Up until this morning, the tension and uneasiness lingered—especially when he said, “Prepare your household registration.”He wasn’t joking. He never said anything he didn’t mean. Which meant… he was really going to marry me.The pen in my hand paused halfway through a chart. My mind refused to move forward. Thousands of questions flooded through me.Why would he do that? He could have let me go. He could have chosen Liana—she was the perfect match for him, wasn’t she? Beautiful, well-bred, the kind of woman who belonged by his side. And the woman he once loved deeply.So why me?After thinking hard, a horrible thought hit me.Unless… unless this was about revenge. Maybe marrying me was just another way to crush my sister. It made sense, didn’t it? I’d just be a convenient pawn.Dread shrouded me entirely. If I was thinking correctly, I may have just become another pawn—one far more ruthless