All Chapters of The Billionaire's Proxy Bride : Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

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Chapter Twenty

The ward smelled like bleach and wilted flowers from numerous people who loved her. Damon stood at the doorway, watching the nurse wipe Amara’s arms with a damp cloth.“Can you give us a minute?” he said as he entered. He hadn't been here ever since the accident and honestly speaking it was hard for him to see her in that state of vegetativeness. His voice when he said it was low, but something in it made the nurse look up quickly and nod. She gathered her tray and left without meeting his eyes.Silence folded into the room. He waited until the door clicked shut before taking a step closer. Amara looked small against the white sheets — pale, her hair brushed neatly over one shoulder.He sat down beside her, observing her briefly in her moment of stillness, before breaking the silence.“How long were you going to tell me?”A faint beep from the monitor punctuated his question.“Or were you ever going to?” he murmured. “I keep thinking maybe you were waiting for the

Last Updated : 2025-10-25

Chapter Twenty One

BeforeAmaraThe day before I was supposed to meet Damon Hale — yes, that Damon Hale, the golden boy, heir, whatever title people liked to string beside his name, I had a fight with dad. A terrible one.Not the usual “you’re too young for this” kind of fight, but the kind where voices rose and something in me cracked.He said I was being reckless. Said I was embarrassing the family. Said a girl like me should already know how to behave. I was standing two steps above him,barefoot, wearing one of my mother's old silk robes because I liked how dramatic it felt when I turned sharply and it trailed behind me.“Hes not your friend Amara,” he’d say."He's paid to be here.” But he was the one who’d introduced us, wasn’t he? The irony.And he was there — tall, quiet, too well-dressed to be one of the usual bodyguards, too polite to belong anywhere else. I remember thinking he didn’t look at me like everyone else did. Not like the daughter of someone imp

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Chapter Twenty Two

The only way to outsmart Clara was to beat her at her own game.And this time, Lena wasn’t going to sneak or stumble or beg her way through it. No, those days were gone. Especially the days of her being a lapdog and doing whatever Damon instructed her to do. Now, she was a fiancee and it was only fitting that she could have a little bit of leverage.She was sitting in the gazebo, waiting, after sending for Clara. The air was thick with sunlight and the faint sweetness of the garden’s roses. A breeze stirred the edge of her white silk dress, brushing against her calves. She crossed one leg over the other,and adjusted her sunglasses so that Clara wouldn’t see her eyes when she arrived.She believed that if Clara couldn’t read her eyes, she couldn’t read her. It was much easier to lie with your eyes being hidden.From the path ahead, Lena heard the steady click of shoes against the gravel.When she appeared under the gazebo’s arch, her face was as expressionless as ever, the faintest glin

Last Updated : 2025-10-28

Chapter Twenty Three

Damon had been trailing them for a few minutes now, keeping a careful distance, slipping into alleys and side streets when the drizzle picked up, letting the buzz of the city mask his presence. Every time they paused to greet someone, to exchange a quick word or laugh at a passing joke, he had to bend slightly behind corners, duck into the shadow of a parked car, or slow his pace just enough so as not to draw attention. More than once, he found himself pressed against walls at awkward angles, shoulder grazing brick, one hand tucked in his pocket, the other bracing against the cool stone. He muttered under his breath each time, “I hope you have a decent life for all of this” The thought made his jaw tighten.They moved with a careful, casual rhythm, weaving through the city streets until they slowed in front of a small, crowded beer parlor. The music thumped so heavily it seemed to pulse through the wet asphalt. Neon signs buzzed intermittently, one flickering a bright green

Last Updated : 2025-11-01

chapter Twenty Four

Lucinda stood up, sensing the shift in tone. Her bracelets clinked faintly as she adjusted her bag. “I’ll give you two a moment.” she said quickly, grabbing her drink.Lena didn’t stop her. Nor did Damon bother to thank her.As she disappeared into the blur of smoke and sound, the noise of the parlor swelled back in, pressing on them like humidity. Laughter rippled from somewhere behind the bar. Bottles clinked, chairs scraped. A song was playing — loud, discordant, and painfully off-key. Yet even that chaos couldn’t drown the silence that stretched between them.Lena’s fingers twitched against her glass, tracing condensation circles onto the scarred wooden table. Damon sat across from her, jaw locked, his shoulders rigid beneath the soft white of his shirt.Finally, he lifted his gaze, the corner of his mouth barely moving.“Knows what?” he asked again, dragging the words just a little too long.The sound of it made her stomach twist.

Last Updated : 2025-11-01

Chapter Twenty Five

The heavy oak door swung open with a sharp creak that echoed through the hall like a warning. Damon stepped inside first, his stride long and thunderous, while Lena trailed behind him, clutching the jacket to her chest. Her breath hitched the moment she looked up.Clara and Charles stood across the room, side by side like two schoolchildren caught in the middle of some mischief. Neither moved nor spoke,their faces carefully blank like they’d been waiting for something or someone. Lena stopped by the doorway after carefully shutting it, confused and uncertain. The curtains had been drawn halfway so that only a sliver of moonlight cut through, touching Clara’s trembling hands.Damon’s voice cracked through the air like a whip. “Where are all the God-damned staff?” The fury in his tone sent a shiver down Lena’s spine. The chandelier overhead seemed to flicker with the vibration of it.“Surveillance was being replaced, sir,” Clara replied, her voice small, uneven.

Last Updated : 2025-11-02

Chapter Twenty Six

The morning light fell in long, golden strips across the office, cutting through the half-drawn blinds and pooling against the mahogany desk where Gabriel sat. He leaned back in his chair, one hand cradling a glass of whiskey that caught the sunlight in amber hues. The other rested lightly on his phone, thumb brushing the edge of it as a faint voice echoed through the receiver.“The gala was a success,” Gabriel said smoothly.A faint smile tugged at the corner of his mouth as he turned in his chair to look out the window, where the city stretched endlessly beneath him. Cars shimmered like insects on the distant highway, and somewhere below, the faint hum of life went on as though the world hadn’t changed overnight.“Yes,” he continued after a pause, chuckling under his breath. “There was… an egregious donation that got a little out of hand, but nothing I can’t handle.” His tone was light, almost amused, but his hand, the one holding the glass tapped once agains

Last Updated : 2025-11-03

Chapter Twenty Seven

Ten years AgoThe car purred down the private road that led to the hale family estate, a long winding path hemmed in by cypress trees and ornamental lights that blinked faintly in the evening haze. Amara pressed her forehead lightly to the cool glass, watching the massive gates grow nearer, the crest of the Hale family wrought into iron at their center. It was all so grand and intimidating, like driving straight into someone else’s fairytale. Her father’s voice cut through her thoughts, as crisp and steady as it always was when he was anxious.“Amara,” he said, tugging lightly at his cufflinks, “you understand what today means, don’t you?”She groaned softly. “Yes, Father, you’ve said it twelve times already.”“I’ll say it a thirteenth if I must,” he said, glancing at her sternly. “You’re not just meeting a boy today. You're meeting the entire family.” He paused to let that sink in. “This is a family of reputation. Everything about tonight—your posture

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Chapter Twenty Eight

The air in the private jet was thick enough to cut — a kind of hush that wasn’t peaceful but charged, humming with unspoken tension. The only thing that broke it was the sound of Lucinda chewing, loud and unapologetic. Her jaw worked with the rhythm of someone completely unbothered by the wealth or discomfort surrounding her.Across from her, Lena sat rigidly, her hands folded on her lap, the hem of her cream cardigan brushing against her knees. She stole a glance at Damon, seated near the window, his head turned slightly as he stared into the endless expanse of blue and white beyond the glass. His reflection in the windowpane showed his jaw rigid, and his eyes fixed on nothing in particular.Lucinda’s fork scraped lightly against her plate. “I feel like I’m the only one enjoying this mini vacation,” she said suddenly, leaning back and crossing her legs with exaggerated ease.Lena turned to her, lowering her voice like a student caught talking during class. “Why do

Last Updated : 2025-11-05

Chapter Twenty Nine

Gregory Hale, Damon’s father, came down first. His silver hair was combed back neatly, and his spectacles perched low on the bridge of his nose as he scanned the room over the top of his newspaper. He wore a deep burgundy robe cinched at the waist, casual yet unmistakably expensive, and the faint scent of tobacco trailed him like an afterthought. “Ah,” he said, lowering the newspaper slightly as his eyes met with his son.His voice, a deep baritone still managed to fill the space with ease. “Finally doing the right thing, I see.” He crossed the room with unhurried confidence, the robe sweeping lightly against the marble floor as he reached Damon. With one hand, he gave his son a firm pat on the back. “Congratulations, son.” “Thank you, Dad,” Damon replied. Gregory nodded once, then turned toward Lena. The transformation in his expression was remarkable — from stoic patriarch to genial host. His eyes softened, and a slow, approving smile stretch

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