All Chapters of The Ultimate Cure: A New Husband: Chapter 621 - Chapter 630

Adriana thanked Margaret quickly on the twins' behalf.Mars waved a hand. "Ms. Adler, no need to be so polite with Margaret. If anything, we should be thanking you for the job—it's a great one."Adriana shook her head, smiling. "Someone as capable as Margaret could find work anywhere without breaking a sweat. You two are the ones doing me the favor."Margaret, tired of the two of them going back and forth, cut in briskly. "All right, at this rate you'll still be at it next year."Mars laughed, a little helpless. "My wife's the blunt type. Don't take it personally, Ms. Adler."Adriana pressed her lips together, smiling. "I happen to like blunt people. Margaret and I are going to get along just fine."Afterward, she walked Margaret through the layout of the house, set her up with a room for her afternoon breaks, and went over the job in simple terms.Margaret raised no objections at all—if anything, she thought the workload sounded far too light. No cooking, no full-time caregivin

Adriana gave a calm smile, her expression unbothered. "I never thought about wanting the Stanleys' money. What I make is already more than enough to keep my kids comfortable for life."Take a favor, and you owe a favor back. Take a cent, and you pay for it eventually. Her children didn't need to hold their hands out for anyone else's money.Bella settled into the massage chair, rubbing her sore shoulders with a sigh. "Tell me about it. I work myself half to death every day just so Pomme never has to worry about anything."Adriana sat down in Bella's office chair and asked, offhand, "How are things with Nicholas?"Bella closed her eyes, comfortable, her voice going lazy. "He's probably been busy the last couple of days. I have too, honestly—we haven't talked much. If you hadn't brought it up, I might've forgotten I was even seeing someone."She laughed. "Might be for the best, though. Young guys have too much energy. Keeping up with him every day is exhausting."Adriana shook her

The twins carried the memory of Adriana's parents forward, and she wanted them to grow up knowing their grandparents had existed.Richard added, "Adriana picked wonderful names. I like them a lot."With both his son and grandson weighing in, Scott let the matter drop, though his gaze drifted quietly between Francesco and Adriana, thoughtful.Just then, a member of the staff announced dinner was ready, and the group moved to the dining room.The Stanley family had thought of everything—two baby high chairs were already set up at the table. Francesco settled Milo and Maeve into them with practiced ease, tied on their bibs, and even had special baby-sized bowls and spoons prepared just for them.Richard smiled. "Adriana, Francesco arranged all of this. If anything's missing, just tell him, and he'll go buy it.""Nothing's missing."Adriana's gaze lingered on the two small bowls and spoons. After a pause, she looked up at Francesco. "Thank you, on the kids' behalf."Scott and Richa

Chris looked away. "No need. Adriana will be back any minute. You should get going.""Burn the bridge the second you're across it, huh?" Alex tossed out those five words and left.Adriana came back quickly with the food. She set up the tray table over the hospital bed and laid the containers out one by one, steam curling up between them."These are all things you usually like. Eat some, at least.""With you here, of course I'll eat." Chris picked up his bowl and shoveled in a large mouthful.Seeing him actually eat, Adriana finally smiled, satisfied. "That's more like it."She sat down at the foot of the bed and started on her own portion, keeping him company.Between bites, Chris mentioned, offhand, "Dean gets out in a couple of days. I want to go pick him up."Her spoon paused. She was quiet for a moment before asking, "Are you well enough to leave the hospital for that?""Should be fine." Chris kept his eyes down. "He's still my brother, whatever else. I don't want him comi

"You make a good point. Never mind then — it's not like I lost anything. Sure, he lied to me, but he put in plenty of effort, physically and otherwise, during the time he was doing it. I'll just chalk it up as a purchase."Adriana warned her again. "Neither of those two is easy to deal with. Handle the breakup carefully. If this ends up hurting the company, I won't let you off easy."Bella smiled, a shrewd glint in her eyes. "Don't worry. We still have the recording. Nicholas cares way too much about his image — he won't dare make a scene if he knows it could get out."She sighed, sounding wistful. "This is the curse of being a rich woman. All I want is a simple, normal relationship, and I still have to worry about whether people are only after my money.""Try to look on the bright side. At least you enjoyed yourself," Adriana said lightly.Bella switched topics abruptly. "Oh, by the way — did you hear Patrick's getting remarried?"Adriana frowned. "Since when?""The wedding's n