All Chapters of THE BILLIONAIRE'S ACCIDENTAL BRIDE: Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

The morning after the chaos of the previous weeks felt strangely normal.Almost too normal.Amara sat by the large window in the living room, staring outside while slowly eating a bowl of fruit.The city looked peaceful from here.Cars moved along the road.People hurried to work.The sun shone brightly between the clouds.It was difficult to believe that just a few days ago, their lives had been turned upside down.The media.The company.Alexander's uncle.The police.The mysterious threats.Everything seemed to be settling down.At least for now.Amara sighed softly.She placed her spoon down.Her thoughts had been wandering again."You're doing it again."Amara jumped.She turned around.Alexander stood behind her.She frowned."Doing what?"He walked toward her slowly."Thinking too loudly."Amara stared at him."How does someone think loudly?"Alexander pulled out the chair beside her and sat down."You."She rolled her eyes."That's not an answer.""It's the only one you're get

The next morning, Amara woke up with a smile.Not just any smile.The kind of smile that made her cheeks hurt.She stared at the ceiling.Then at her hand.Then back at the ceiling.Slowly, she lifted her left hand.The ring sparkled beautifully in the morning sunlight.She stared at it.Again.And again.And again.She still couldn't believe it."I'm engaged."She whispered the words to herself.Then she covered her face with both hands."Oh my God."She was getting married.To Alexander.Alexander Green.The man who had once been so emotionally unavailable that getting a smile out of him felt like winning a national award.Now that same man had gotten down on one knee in a restaurant and asked her to spend the rest of her life with him.Amara smiled.Then suddenly—Her eyes widened."Wait."She sat up."Marriage."The smile disappeared."Oh my God."She was actually getting married.Downstairs...Alexander sat at the dining table with a cup of coffee.He looked unusually calm.Too c

Alexander couldn't sleep.It was almost two in the morning.The entire house was quiet.Everyone was asleep.At least...He hoped they were.Alexander sat alone in his study, staring at the three names his uncle had given him.The piece of paper lay on his desk.He had looked at it so many times that the names were practically burned into his memory.But one name still bothered him more than the others.Daniel Hart.His father's former business partner.A man Alexander had known his entire life.A man who had attended his mother's funeral.A man who had stood beside his father during the darkest period of their lives.A man Alexander had trusted.His jaw tightened."Why you?"The door opened quietly.Alexander immediately looked up.Amara stood there.She was wearing one of his oversized shirts.Her hair was slightly messy.She looked sleepy."You're still awake?"Alexander sighed."I couldn't sleep."Amara walked toward him."Because of the phone call?"He nodded.She moved around th

The house was unusually quiet.No one felt like talking.The events of the previous night still lingered in everyone's mind.The gunshot.The phone call.Victor's words.And the missing flash drive.Alexander stood in his father's old study, slowly running his fingers across the dusty bookshelf."This room hasn't changed in years," he murmured.Amara walked in quietly."Your father never let anyone rearrange it, did he?"Alexander shook his head."He always said every book had its place."Lucas entered carrying a flashlight and a small toolbox."I've searched the office downstairs."Alexander looked up."Anything?"Lucas sighed."Nothing."Alexander walked toward his father's old desk.He carefully opened the first drawer.Business documents.Pens.Old letters.Nothing unusual.The second drawer held family photographs.Alexander smiled faintly as he picked one up.It showed him as a little boy sitting on his mother's lap.His father stood behind them with a proud smile.Amara looked

The room was silent.Alexander stared at the laptop screen.The frozen image of his mother had disappeared, replaced by the words:FILE CORRUPTED."No..."He clicked the video again.Nothing.He tried another media player.Still nothing.Lucas leaned over his shoulder."The last part is damaged."Alexander clenched his fists."She was about to tell me."Amara gently rested a hand on his shoulder."We'll find another way."He looked at her."For years I've wanted answers."His voice cracked."And now they were right in front of me...""...and I still don't have them."Amara wrapped her arms around him."You have something now that you didn't have yesterday."He frowned."What?""Hope."Alexander closed his eyes.For the first time in years...He allowed himself to cry.Not loudly.Not dramatically.Just quiet tears for the mother he had lost too soon.Amara held him without saying a word.Sometimes...Love didn't need a speech.It only needed someone willing to stay.The next morning..