Semua Bab I AM BILLIONAIRE DAMON'S REPLACEMENT BRIDE : Bab 141 - Bab 150

EVEI woke up alone in the hospital room with sunlight coming through the windows.For a second I forgot where I was. Then everything came back at once.Fainting in Damon’s room, the doctors talking about the baby, Damon finding out. The look on his face when they told him.Pure joy.Like the baby fixed every problem we had, like we were still the couple we used to be.I put my hand on my stomach. The bump was obvious now. Halfway. And Damon knew. He knew and he was thrilled. He thought we would raise this baby together. Thought we would be a family again.Because he didn’t remember any of the bad stuff.He didn’t remember the fights, the mistrust, the way everything between us had fallen apart before the accident. He only remembered the good times. The version of us when things were simple.The door opened. A nurse came in with a breakfast tray.“Good morning, Mrs. Sterling. How are you feeling?”“Tired. Confused. Scared.”She gave me a kind smile. “That’s normal after everything yo

EVE'S POV I lay in the guest bedroom staring at the ceiling, listening to Damon moving around in the master bedroom. The penthouse was quiet except for the fridge humming and the faint city noise outside. Inside my head, though? Total chaos. I’d just told him we were separated. I watched his face as he tried to wrap his head around it...his pregnant wife sleeping in the guest room, us under the same roof but not really together. I’d lied. Not completely. We had been separated. That part was true. But I left out the divorce, Sophia, the stairs, everything that actually mattered. The doctor said big stress could mess up his recovery, and I was too scared to drop the whole truth on him right now anyway. My phone buzzed. Jessica. Jessica: How are you? Settled in? Me: Yeah. We’re both home. Both resting. Jessica: And? How’s it going? Me: Weird as hell. He knows we were separated but not about the divorce. Jessica: Did you tell him anything else? Me: No. Just that we had problems

EVE'S POV I was in the kitchen making tea when the doorbell rang. Damon was on the couch, half-asleep with a book on his chest. The doctor said he still needed lots of rest, so I told him not to move. “I’ll get it,” I said. I wiped my hands on a towel and walked to the door. When I opened it, my stomach dropped. Sophia. My sister stood there in tight jeans and a leather jacket, looking like she owned the place. Her eyes flicked past me straight into the apartment like she was checking if Damon was home. “What are you doing here?” I asked, keeping my voice low. She smiled, but it wasn’t friendly. “I heard my favorite brother-in-law got out of the hospital. Thought I’d come check on him.” “You’re not welcome here, Sophia.” She laughed, short and sharp. “Come on, Eve. We’re family. And Damon and I have lots of history. He’d want to see me.” Before I could stop her, she pushed past me and walked straight into the living room. Damon sat up slowly when he saw her. “Sophia?” “He

DAMON'S POV My head was killing me again. Not the normal ache from the surgery, this was different. Like someone was inside my skull with a crowbar, trying to pry memories loose that didn’t want to come out. I’d been sitting on the couch for the last hour, eyes closed, trying to force it. Trying to remember. Nothing. Just fragments and pieces that didn’t fit together. I saw Sophia’s face, clear as day. She was smiling at me, but it felt wrong. Then the image shifted and she was crying. Then she was yelling, then she was gone. I couldn’t tell if these were real memories or my brain making shit up. I pressed my fingers to my temples and tried harder. “Damon?” Eve’s voice pulled me out of it, she was standing in the doorway to the kitchen, one hand on her belly, looking worried. “You okay? You’ve been sitting there like a statue for twenty minutes.” I opened my eyes. The room tilted for a second before settling. “Yeah. Just… trying to remember.” She walked over and sat on the

SOPHIA'S POV "You heard about the accident." "Of course I heard, the whole city heard. My son was in a coma." "How is he?" "Recovering, memory loss from the accident. He doesn't remember the past several months." "I know,I went to see him this morning." Catherine's voice went cold. "You did what?" "I went to check on him. To see if he was okay, but he doesn't remember me, Catherine. Doesn't remember us together of recent. He only remembers the wedding day when I left." "Good." I blinked. "What?" "I said good. You shouldn't have gone to see him, you shouldn't be contacting him at all." "But I thought...you wanted us together, you said Eve was wrong for him..." "I was wrong." Catherine's voice was firm, edged with something sharper than anger. "I was very, very wrong. And I will never forgive myself for it. I regret the day I allowed you back into my son's life, I regret every conversation where I encouraged him to choose you, where I told him Eve wasn't right for him. Tha