All Chapters of Married to My Heartless Billionaire: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

She looked up. He looked down.Their eyes met in the cold wind, and a quiet warmth seeped in between them.Evelyn moved the hand around his neck and whispered, “I… I was just…”“You what?”Nicholas cut her off.He shot her a sidelong glance and strode forward with steady steps. “Hold the umbrella right. If any snow falls on me, I’ll make you eat it.”Evelyn made two soft sounds of agreement.She quickly gripped the handle with both hands and held the umbrella carefully over him.Liam had just stepped out the door. Before he even went down the marble steps, he saw it—Nicholas carrying Evelyn through the snowy path while she held the umbrella over him.It looked warm. Harmonious.Finally enlightened.His daily nagging in Nicholas’s ear hadn’t been in vain.That was how it should be.When you meet a gentle wife, you treat her gently.Liam stood aside and waited for them to reach the steps, then walked over to take the umbrella from Evelyn and followed the two inside.In the dining room,

Aurora nodded. “Yes. That bitch Evelyn did all of it. The design for my entry in the international jewelry competition, the video we shot in the warehouse, the blue gemstone in that video—everything was made by Evelyn.”Courtney chimed in, “Thomas, that girl’s scheming runs deep. She knows she can’t touch you, so she targeted Aurora instead. Aurora is young and pure, easy to fool, and she walked right into Evelyn’s trap.”“If we’d known things would turn out like this, we should have used a stronger dose back then and gotten rid of her directly. Should never have kept that ungrateful thing alive. You feed a white-eyed wolf, it never learns gratitude!”Thomas’s eyes darkened.He drew several sharp breaths. He had underestimated her. All these years she’d looked sickly, dragging her half-dead body around while popping pills… but the truth was, she had a heart like a black well and patience like a snake. Every step she took was laying a trap.Fine.Then he no longer needed to hold back.

He was strong.Evelyn’s breath caught instantly.The metal food container and her phone crashed to the floor with a loud clang.She clawed at the hand on her throat on instinct.And in the very next second, the power on the entire floor surged back to life. Bright LED lights flickered on, stabbing into her eyes. She squeezed them shut against the glare.Just before her lids fully closed—she saw the blurred outline of the man behind her.Nicholas.—Half an hour later.The Drake Residence.Nicholas lay quietly on the master bedroom bed, an IV line inserted into the back of his hand.The private doctor had injected a sedative. He would sleep until morning.Liam came in and handed Evelyn a warm cup. “Mrs. Drake, have some honey tea. It’ll soothe your throat.”“Okay.” She took it.Luckily, Nicholas had blacked out within seconds.

 The sales associate hurried over.She stepped in front of Evelyn, blocking Aurora, and said politely, “Miss, please calm down. Miss Hart is also our customer. If there’s an issue, we can talk it out.”“She’s your customer?”Aurora laughed.She glanced Evelyn up and down with blatant mockery and let out a sharper laugh.“Look at her. Not a single logo on her clothes. Everything she’s wearing is cheap knockoffs. She could never afford anything new from Hermès. Back when she lived in The Sullivan family, she could at least wear my discards. Now she’s moved out and can only dress in basics from bargain bins.”Aurora clung to Maxwell’s arm.She pulled him closer, clearly showing off on purpose as she spoke to Evelyn with syrupy sweetness, “Maxwell, for my sake, why don’t you buy this little dress she’s trying on and toss it to her like

Night fell.Warm air filled the Drake Residence.Because Evelyn was sensitive to alcohol, she could only use the half-finished milk tea as her “drink.”They clinked their cups.She smiled, thanking him for taking her shopping and buying her clothes, and for the warm milk tea.Nicholas watched her.For more than ten years since Elizabeth passed, he had lived alone in the huge Drake estate, hating noise, hating liveliness, hating the feeling of crowdedness.But today felt… full.He had taken Evelyn to the mall, bought her clothes, gone to Chinatown to buy sparklers, and now sat at a dinner table full of dishes she had cooked, while he was the one who had washed everything from the fish to the scallions.On the drive home after buying the fireworks, looking out through the window at the people hurrying along the snowy streets, Nicholas suddenly felt something unfamiliar but unmistakable.A sense of belonging