Semua Bab Forced To Be The Billionaire's Wife: Bab 21 - Bab 30

ALVINAI was lying on my bed when I heard a soft knock on my door. I didn’t even bother to answer at first. I had spent the whole day trying to avoid every noise in the house. I didn’t want to talk to anybody. I didn’t want to explain anything. I just wanted to disappear.But the knock came again, followed by my mother’s voice. “Alvina… you have a guest.”A guest?I sat up immediately, confused. Shocked.A guest? In this small house? For me?It wasn’t like I had friends on this street, and not with everything going viral online. Everybody was either gossiping, judging, or pretending they didn’t know me. So who on earth would visit?For a moment, I thought it was probably one of those reporters who managed to track my location. My stomach heated for a moment at the thought.“Who is it?” I asked.My mother only sighed. “Just come and see.”That didn’t help.I dragged myself out of the room, fixing my hair with my fingers even though I knew I looked like a mess. I expected a stranger. A

NATASHAI hadn’t even settled properly into the couch when my phone buzzed in my hand.I glanced at the screen.Ethan: I need you in my room.I sighed softly.Of course.I looked across the sitting room. Alvina was sitting quietly with her hands folded on her lap, her eyes were on the television but her mind was clearly somewhere else. Coming back here hadn’t magically taken her fear away. If anything, it has made it worse.“I’ll be right back,” I said gently.She nodded. “Okay.”I stood up and walked away, already knowing what this conversation was going to be about.Ethan’s room was quiet when I entered. He was standing by the window, his sleeves rolled up, his tie loosened. He didn’t turn around immediately, but I could tell he knew I was there.The door closed behind me.Then he turned.“I thought you said she wasn’t coming home with you,” he said flatly.I crossed my arms. “That was what I thought too.”His eyebrows pulled together slightly. “Then why is she downstairs?”“Because

ALVINAThe room was quiet after Natasha spoke. Too quiet I could hear my heart beating.Ethan was still chewing slowly, like he needed time to decide what to say. His face didn’t change much, but I noticed his shoulders relax just a little. It was a small thing, something no one would notice unless they were watching closely.And I was watching.Natasha wiped her mouth with a napkin and leaned back in her chair. “Well?” she asked him. “Are you going to say something, or should we all just stare at you?”Ethan glanced at her, then back at his plate.“It’s good,” he said simply.Just two words. But my chest ached like he had said much more.I nodded and focused on my food, pretending it didn’t matter. Pretending my hands weren’t shaking slightly as I held my spoon. Pretending I didn’t care what he thought.Natasha smiled like she had just won something. “I told you she could cook,” she said proudly. “You should eat more.”Ethan took another spoonful without arguing. That alone shocked m

ALVINAI sat on the edge of the bed, staring at the sunlight creeping through the curtains, trying to remind myself that everything that happened yesterday was real. I was married. Not in my dreams, not in a story. In real life, to Ethan Kale.I was still lost in my thoughts when there was a knock on my door.“Alvina.” Ethan's voice came after.I quickly brushed my hair back with my fingers as I stood up before opening the door. Ethan stood there, already dressed for work. Mentally, I wondered why he would come to my room before leaving.He never did such. Maybe, this was his way of playing the couple's concern. That's if he actually was.“I want you to come to work with me today,” he said to my surprise.I blinked. “Work?”“Yes.”I shook my head immediately. “That’s not necessary. I can stay here. I don’t—”“I didn’t marry you to make you a housewife,” he cut in calmly.Can he ever be less authoritative?“I’m not saying I want to be one,” I replied, trying to defend myself. “I just d

ALVINA The next morning came too fast. Even though I was awake, I couldn't bring myself to sit up. The pain by my side was stung like hell, more like something was tearing slowly inside me. I pressed my palm against it and sucked in a breath. All I wanted to do was scream. Maybe screaming would make it hurt less. It took me exactly ten minutes to drag myself off the bed and into the bathroom. For the first time, walking felt like punishment. I brushed my teeth slowly, had my shower, and changed carefully, avoiding my injured side.Surprisingly, I was done before Ethan showed up. I sat on one of the single couches, waiting patiently for him. When he got down, I stood up, ready to leave with him. His eyes scanned me from head to toe, then returned to my face. He didn’t say anything. Not like I was expecting him to.He walked past me and headed straight outside. I followed quietly. The drive to the company was silent, but strangely satisfying. At least, there were no forced conversati