The Billionaire's Accidental Wife のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 31 - チャプター 40

Ava:The silence that followed was loud.My father stared at Belle with new eyes, and I watched as the realization washed over him. The stark black hair and those dark eyes.“She's a Rossi,” he said slowly, and I didn't miss the way his entire demeanor shifted. The anger melted away, replaced by something more calculating.“She’s not a Rossi.” I declared. “I gave her my mother’s surname.”My father's eyes sharpened. “You what?” He turned to my mother. “Do you know about this?”She evaded the heat of his stare.It didn't take me a moment to realize where this was heading. But of course, what else could I have expected?“She’s Dante’s daughter. His heir.” He said.And there it was. The only thing my father had ever cared about. If it wasn't money, then it had to be status or connections.“Don't.” My voice came out low, dangerous, and fueled with anger. “Don't you dare look at my daughter like she's some kind of asset.”“Ava, do you understand what this means?” He took a step forward, an

Dante: Nat let out a sigh. “So what do you want to do now? Don’t tell me you agreed.” “Technically, I didn't. But I also didn't disagree.” I brushed my fingers on my nose. “I don't exactly have the right to tell her to hold back when I've given her no reason to want to stay.” My sister's shoulders slumped. “You should have told her to. give you time to think about it.” “Think about what?” She shrugged. “To think it through and decide whether you really want it or not.” “Why would I even want to think about that?” Nat palmed her forehead. “Of course I'm not saying you should spend your time thinking about whether you want an open marriage or not. We both know you clearly don't. But telling her that you need to think about it would have given you more time and a chance to find ways to fix things between you too. Don't tell me you're going to just give up on her so easily.” That couldn't happen; I couldn't even bring myself to. I wanted to prove to her that I do deserve a

Ava:The same man I had wanted to avoid meeting at the school gates ended up walking down with me to my classroom, with Liam and Belle walking in front of us and giggling about something.We stopped first in Belle’s class, and I dropped her lunchbox and schoolbag on the shelves allocated to her before we walked down to my class, where Liam did the same thing on his shelf.Belle's fingers were intertwined with mine when she suddenly pulled away, her gaze falling on Liam. It was as if they were finally meeting each other that morning. “Hi, chipmunk.”Belle rolled her eyes. “Daddy, can you tell Liam to stop calling me a chipmunk? I look nothing like one.”“Liam,” Dante warned, not exactly saying anything.Liam chuckled to himself, “Alright. I’ll stop.”Just like that, the air between us, which had been stiff, finally relaxed as the kids kept bantering.“Do you want to see my painting?” Belle suddenly asked a little while later.Liam's ears' attention was pulled by that, and his eyes wide

Ava:I couldn't just grab Belle and start running; that wouldn't make sense, because she already saw us.So trying to run away would be a future attempt, and it would only end up leading her to where I lived.My life has been peaceful over the years, and I didn't want to destroy that by showing her the way to my place.So I simply stopped walking, holding onto Belle tightly.Her long dark burgundy dress brightened under the sunlight, and the closer she got, the clearer I noticed the haughty look she was looking at me with.Mrs. Rossi stopped in front of us, and her gaze dropped to Belle before she glanced up at me with a harmless smile.“Ava, it’s been a while. How have you been?” Her voice was soft, and she sounded way nicer than I remembered, but I’d be a fool to take her tone for it.My face remained blank, not breaking into a smile. “What do you want?”I didn't want to think about it, but the image of me standing stranded and lost before her tugged at the back of my mind.She tilt

Ava:By the time we got back home, I was utterly worn out.I pressed my fingers into my eyes as Belle and I walked inside before I locked the door behind us.Surprisingly, Belle was quiet, which was very unusual. She didn't say anything at all while we were on our way.I had loved the white moment for only a few minutes before it started feeling weird. I wasn't used to my daughter not saying anything.“Belle, are you alright?” I asked as I dropped my bag on the couch and turned to her.She climbed on one of the couches and then turned to me with a weird look, like she didn't understand what I meant. “Hmm?” She tilted her head.“Are you alright? You said nothing on our way here.” I told her, watching her confused expression like she had no idea what I was even trying to say.“Except for the fact that I was too hungry to talk but thought it would be best to wait till we get home before I can tell you?” She muttered sheepishly, and I couldn't help it; a chuckle escaped my lips.“We could