All Chapters of Oh No! I Hired My Husband's Boyfriend : Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

Chapter 41Katherine’s POVThe entire common area went dead quiet. Every pair of eyes locked on George like he was about to drop the season’s biggest bombshell. I saw his mouth open, the name already forming on his tongue, and something cold and sharp sliced through me.I lunged.My hand slapped over his lips hard enough that the sound cracked through the silence. I forced a bright, slightly breathless laugh for the cameras hovering above us and the producers watching from the control booth.“George, baby, stop,” I said, voice loud enough to carry. “You’re exhausted and still half-drunk from the celebration. You’re about to say something ridiculous that’ll make us both look unhinged.”He tried to speak against my palm. I pressed harder and leaned in close, lips almost at his ear so only he could hear the real words.“You open your mouth with a name right now and you destroy the entire strategy. The ten million. The clean slate. Everything. Shut up and let me handle this.”I pulled bac

Chapter 43Katherine’s POVThe words hung in the air like a live wire.“Simple. Leave George and choose Killian for the show.”I stared at the stack of cash on the table, then at the three organizers. My mouth opened. Nothing came out at first. The arena suddenly felt too bright, too quiet, too small.“You’re joking,” I finally managed. “This is a joke. A producer stunt. You’re testing me.”The sharp-cheeked woman, the one who had made the offer tilted her head. “We don’t joke about numbers, Mrs. Kendrick. Every time the two of you share a frame the metrics climb. Social mentions, live viewership, even the external betting odds. The audience is obsessed with the tension between you and Mr. Leroy. They don’t care about the official pairing. They care about the spark.”One of the men beside her, older, gray at the temples, leaned forward. “We’ve run the clips side by side. You and your husband? Polite. Professional. A little forced. You and Killian? The cameras catch every micro-express

Chapter 45Katherine’s POVThe doctor’s words were still hanging in the air when I sat up too fast. The room tilted for half a second.“Then who was pregnant?”She was already halfway to the door. She glanced back over her shoulder, one eyebrow still raised from the earlier surprise.“Probably another contestant. We had a couple of early positives that are being handled quietly. Not your concern. Get some rest.”The door clicked shut behind her. I stared at the blank white ceiling, one hand resting on my flat stomach, the other covering my eyes. A shaky laugh tried to claw its way up my throat. Hours of silent panic. Hours of imagining a future that didn’t exist. And the universe’s answer was a stomach bug from the shared kitchen.I was still sitting there when the intercom crackled overhead.“Mrs. Kendrick, if you’re medically cleared, the evening challenge is about to begin. You’re welcome to come watch given your current health status.”I threw the blanket off. My legs felt unstead

Chapter 47Katherine’s POV“What?!”The word cracked out of me like a gunshot.Killian didn’t flinch. He stayed braced above me on one arm, dark eyes locked on mine, the faint blue night-light painting shadows across the hard lines of his face. His voice came lower, rougher, stripped of the earlier arrogance.“George had the video. The one from the Kendrick estate. The signatures. The transfer. He put that remote in his pocket and dragged you into this warehouse circus knowing exactly how to keep you on a leash. I watched the feeds the first night. I watched him parade you around like a trophy he’d already broken. I watched you smile for the cameras while every cell in my body screamed to walk in and take what was mine. I couldn’t get inside as myself. The producers would’ve smelled the setup a mile away. So I used the only cover that would put me close enough to touch you again. Serena. Your best friend. A living reminder of everything you’d lost and everything you still wanted.”I s

Chapter 49Katherine’s POVThe suite doors unlocked one after another with soft electronic clicks that rolled through the house like a starting gun.I stepped out first. Killian followed a half-step behind, close enough that the heat of him still clung to the air between us. Neither of us spoke. The common area was already filling, pairs peeling apart, some looking smug, others looking like they had spent the night counting ceiling tiles.A producer with a tablet raised her voice over the noise.“Listen up. Correct matches get a full free day. No challenges, no forced activities. You may rest, socialize, or stage whatever content you think the audience wants. Mismatched pairs report to the secondary arena in twenty minutes for extended group tasks. Failure to appear costs points. Questions?”Someone from Couple 9 groaned. Serena stood across the room near the water station, already changed, expression unreadable. George was a few feet from her, arms crossed, eyes finding me the second