บททั้งหมดของ The Billionaire’s Last Clause : บทที่ 81 - บทที่ 90

AMELIA POV He's consistent. That's what scares me most. Day two: He comes home at 5:15PM. Walks through the door with his jacket slung over his shoulder, loosening his tie like he's been doing this forever. Ask about my day. Actually listens when I tell him about the novels I have been reading, le

DANIEL POV She doesn't leave that night. Or the next morning of day 18 when I find her in the kitchen, trying to make coffee for herself. Showered. Dressed in her morning robe. She’s waiting for the hot kettle to heat up. "Morning," she says carefully. "Morning." “Sleep well? “Yea, sure” "Pla

AMELIA POV I can’t sleep. The sex we had kept replaying in my head. Oliver’s words play on repeat. You two look married again. Married. The word sits like lead in my stomach. I don’t want to be married again. Don’t want to slip back into being the invisible wife who waited and hoped and slowly

AMELIA POVI paint all day.Can't stop once I start. The canvas demands everything. All the emotions I've been holding. All the fear and hope and confusion.I paint our story.The before: warm colors, soft edges, two figures close together. The early days when everything felt possible.The during: t

AMELIA POVWe fled the garden like thieves, hearts hammering harder than the gunshots still echoing behind us. Daniel’s hand clamped around mine as we sprinted across the gravel, fairy lights blurring into streaks of gold. Tires screeched when we reached the car; he shoved me inside, slammed the doo