All Chapters of The Price of Bought Passion : Chapter 111 - Chapter 120

I closed my eyes and slid down in the bed, wanting nothing more than to hide under the blanket and disappear from the world.This was a complete disaster.“How bad did it look?” I whispered, my ears burning.“Well…” Dasha hesitated. “Let’s just say — don’t open the comments.”Gathering what little courage I had left, I finally turned on my phone.Immediately, it blew up with notifications — missed calls, messages, alerts.Everyone had tried to reach me.Worst of all, my parents too.Ignoring everything, I dialed Kirill.“Vicky, what happened?” my husband asked, alarmed.“Why didn’t you tell me the interview was already online?” I asked quietly. Not because I blamed him — I didn’t.“You’re not allowed to stress,” he exhaled. I could hear the boys in the background. “My people are already working on debunking everything, and the red-haired bitch has been dealt with.”“I see…” I sighed wearily. “How are the boys?”“We’re staying at my father’s place for now. It’s fun for him, and for the

I ended up spending three long days in the hospital. Thanks to Dasha, they didn’t feel like prison time.She was like a walking battery—always full of energy, always cheerful. We bonded quickly, exchanged numbers, and promised to stay in touch.Who knows, maybe I actually gained a friend here in Kyiv.Kirill visited me every single day—flowers, sweets, gifts… But the best part was the way he looked at me. So warm. So tender.If I somehow managed to fall in love with the cold tyrant he once was, then the man he was now… I was melting completely.I couldn’t get enough of him—his presence, his voice, his scent. Every hour apart felt like a personal tragedy.Dasha had been discharged yesterday, and today was finally my turn. But before leaving, I had to speak with my doctor for final instructions.“So,” Dr. Elena Petrovna began strictly, glaring at both me and Kirill, “here is a list of medications and vitamins you must take daily. If—God forbid—you experience pain, cramping, bleeding, or

Another call flashed on the screen—my father.Great. Time for the shitstorm.After his expected outburst, I told him about Vicky and asked him to take the kids for now. That cooled his temper, and he agreed.Calls kept flooding in—too many problems, too many loose ends. Some needed immediate attention, others I ignored. After an hour of handling crisis after crisis, I saw the nurse leave Vicky’s room.“She’s awake,” she said.I didn’t waste a second.When I walked back inside, my heart clenched. My girl was sitting there, staring into nothing, tears silently rolling down her cheeks.Later I understood— she had overheard my conversation with Nazar. The worst part of it.I wanted to punch myself in the face. Hard.Idiot. I had this incredible, precious woman right in front of me, and I— I didn’t wait any longer.I told her the truth. All of it. And of course, I got a well-deserved shove. She didn’t believe me. Why would she? After everything…But I’m ready to spend my whole life proving

During these months, Kirill has changed a lot. Not outwardly, of course—but in how he treats me. He brings me flowers and gifts, invites me on dates, and tries his best to spend time with me and the family. I don’t know if it’s even possible, but I think I love him even more now. He’s always there, and we have no secrets. If we disagree on something, we talk it through immediately—honestly, directly, without sugarcoating or dancing around the subject.Dasha and I talk on the phone often and sometimes go for walks. Just a couple of days ago, she gave birth to two boys, but I haven’t been able to visit her yet. I definitely will—I want to congratulate my new friend properly.Marina started dating a new guy, and judging by everything, it’s getting serious. She’s glowing—being courted beautifully, doted on, practically carried around in his arms. I’m insanely happy for her, and I hope to meet her new boyfriend soon.Today, Incorpmedyar is celebrating its anniversary at one of the best res

“Danil, I really love him. And I’m very happy,” I answered honestly, glancing at the man in front of me. Kirill finally relaxed, stepped closer, wrapped his arms around me from behind, and kissed my cheek, burying his face in my neck. “Everything is good, and our feelings are mutual.”“Do you trust him?”“More than enough. He’s… changed a lot, Dani. I’d be really happy if you two could someday find common ground,” I added, just as Kirill lifted his head and made a skeptical face at me—which, of course, made me smile.“All right,” Danil sighed. “I really am glad that things worked out for you. That’s all I needed to hear. Have a good day, Vicky.”“Thank you—you too,” I replied. The call ended, and I was immediately spun around and kissed possessively by my husband.The first guests to arrive were my parents and Oleg Alekseevich, who subtly pulled me aside and handed me a gift. It was a small box tied with a red bow.My jaw practically hit the ground when I saw the car keys inside. And