Todos los capítulos de A Contract With My Billionaire Ex: Capítulo 41 - Capítulo 50

Leon's POVThe drive to the mansion was tense and silent. Anastasia stared out the window and I could see her jaw clenched tight. She was so rigid and I did not know how to break through.I wanted to explain everything right there in the truck but Eleanor was waiting and I could not make her wait. Not when her health was so fragile. So I drove and tried to figure out how to tell Anastasia the truth without destroying everything.When we pulled up to the mansion, the entire place was busy with Christmas lights decor everywhere. Grandma must have had the staff working all day because every window glowed and garland wrapped around every column."It's beautiful," Anastasia said quietly. The first words she had spoken since the overlook."She goes all out for Christmas," I said and my voice sounded strained even to my own ears.We walked inside and found Grandma in the main hall directing staff members who were carrying boxes of decorations and Frederick her butler, following her closely w

Leon's POVI sat in my car outside Anastasia's bakery staring at Lucas' message on my phone. The street was dark and quiet, but I couldn't shake the feeling that he was somewhere nearby watching us.I called the lead security guard I had assigned to watch the store. He answered on the second ring."Hart here. I just received a threatening message from Lucas. I need you to do a sweep of the entire area around the bakery. Check all the nearby buildings, the alley behind the shop, anywhere someone could be watching from.""On it, sir. Give me ten minutes."I got out of the car and walked Anastasia to her door. She was shaking slightly as she fumbled with her keys."I'll wait until the security team clears the area," I said."You don't have to do that.""I'm not leaving until I know you're safe."We sat down at a table at the window of the bakery in awkward silence. I wanted to pull her close and promise her everything would be okay, but I kept my distance. She was already scared enough w

Leon's POVAnastasia's call came at six thirty in the morning while I was getting ready for work. Her voice was shaking so badly I could barely understand her."Leon, you need to come to the bakery. Now.""What happened? Are you okay?""Just come. Please."I grabbed my keys and drove to Sweet Seasons faster than I should have. When I pulled up, I saw exactly what had her so scared. Every window of the bakery was covered in photographs. Dozens of them taped to the glass.I got out of the car and walked closer to examine them. There were pictures of Anastasia and me at the championship, in the parking lot, at the bakery, in my car, walking together with her hand in mine. There were even pictures of us at the tree farm where we went to cut down a Christmas tree.Someone had been following us for weeks and documenting every moment.Anastasia stood on the sidewalk in her pajamas and coat. Her arms were wrapped around herself and she looked terrified."When did this happen?" I asked."Somet

Anastasia's POVThe media attention from the championship interview was overwhelming. My phone would not stop ringing with requests from local news stations and food bloggers who wanted to feature Sweet Seasons. Customers lined up outside the bakery every morning hoping to meet Leon's girlfriend, the baker.I was grateful for the business but exhausted from the constant scrutiny. Everyone wanted to know about my relationship with Leon. Everyone wanted the romantic story they saw in the interview.Leon showed up at the bakery on Wednesday afternoon and found me hiding in the kitchen from a reporter who had been waiting outside for an hour."You look stressed," he said."A reporter asked me what kind of wedding dress I'm planning to wear. We haven't even had the gala yet and people are already asking about wedding details."Leon leaned against the counter. "Let's get out of here. Go somewhere quiet where no one will bother us.""Where could we possibly go? Everyone recognizes me now.""

Alan's POVThe restaurant was the kind of place that did not put prices on the menu. I had chosen it deliberately for that reason, and also because the corner table gave me a clear view of every entrance without putting my back to the room. Old habits.I spread the contents of my private investigator's folder across the white tablecloth. There were photos, timestamped and arranged in order, along with a two-page summary I had scanned through in the car on the way over. On the surface, it was exactly what I expected to find. Leon had a new girlfriend. She was attractive, warm, and charming with elderly women. She smiled at the right moments and held his hand in public and laughed at his jokes.But something about it nagged at me and I could not put my finger on what it was yet.I picked up the clearest photograph. She was standing outside a bakery called Sweet Seasons, unlocking the front door in the early morning. The sign above the door needed repainting and the window display was mo