บททั้งหมดของ After Divorce, Billionaires Competed Over Me: บทที่ 11 - บทที่ 20

Melody’s POVThe building was forty stories of black glass stacked against the sky. The doors cycled open and closed and people moved through without breaking stride. I joined the steady stream of people and once inside, I found myself in an opulent lobby.The lobby was gleaming white marble with six elevators lining the far wall, without so much as a fingerprint on the shiny, brushed steel doors. I made my way to the elevator, my Prada shoes clicking against the floor along with all the other women in designer business suits.In the elevator, my mind wandered back to my childhood and my days in the orphanage. The elevator gave a gentle hum as my stomach pulled with the swift ascent. My mind wandered back to my childhood and my days in the orphanage. I’d been a nobody then. Dirt poor and unwanted, just another child dreaming every night of sleeping anywhere other than there, on those creaky, hard beds.And now?Now I was the heir to the Wentworth fortune. A soon-to-be billionaire hei

Melody's POVI was arranging a vase of fresh cut roses in the living room when I heard Keal come home.Humming to myself, I placed the vase on the coffee table. The colorful roses, picked straight from the hedges outside, filled the air with their sweet scent.I was still getting used to living at Keal’s estate. But the maids were all so wonderful and welcoming, bending over backwards to make sure I was comfortable and felt wanted. My spirits were high as I arranged the flowers. The meeting at the Wentworth office had gone better than I could have expected.I couldn’t wait to see the look on Eleanor’s face when I brought back the signed contract.Moments later, he sauntered into the living room, loosening his tie as he came and sat down.“Someone’s happy,” Keal remarked.“Why shouldn’t I be?” I shrugged. “I had a very productive day. One signed contract from you is all I need to defeat my stepmother, Eleanor. And my stepbrother, he goosebumped me so much.”“Is that so?” he said, raisi

Melody’s POVFor a moment, the room went silent. I watched as everyone processed what I’d just said. They all shot each other shocked looks. Seraphina was the first to speak.“Married?” she asked, cocking her head to the side. “But I thought…”“You can’t be serious,” Lydia quipped. “You told us you had a girlfriend, not a wife.”“My goodness,” Percival replied, shaking his head in disbelief.“So you’re not an actress?” Lydia asked, setting down her cookie.“No,” I said curtly. Keal’s hand was warm in mine. “I’m his wife.”“Why didn’t you say something?” Percival asked Keal.“We intended to. It’s the reason we’re here,” Keal replied. “But you didn’t give us a chance.”Seraphina sat, her back rigid, her tea platter rattling subtly on her knee. She had shame written all over her face. “I…we…” Seraphina faltered, clearly flustered to learn that our relationship wasn’t just some ruse to keep Keal’s inheritance. “I owe you an apology,” she said. “We just assumed…I mean…given the situation

Melody’s POVLater that evening, I sat on the plush bed with a million thread-count sheets, while Keal took a shower.The maid had brought me tea, and I sipped it, hoping it would calm my nerves. It didn’t.This entire trip had been uncomfortable and confusing right from the start. Standing up, I went to the window and pulled back the curtains. Moonlight flooded over the immaculately kept grounds. Crickets chirped in the distance. The water in the pool sat dark and still.My mind went back to my declaration to ‘have many kids’.Why had I said that? Why had I agreed to have children with Keal? He didn’t need me to stand up for him. He was perfectly capable of standing up for himself.But still…There had been something about his face when his grandfather proposed the offer. I couldn’t quite place it, but the entire afternoon had felt a little off. Tense even. Keal had been on edge the entire time. Especially when Dorian entered.Finishing my tea, I heard the shower turn off. Moments

  Melody‘s POV I woke up the next morning feeling groggy. My mouth was dry and my tongue felt like sandpaper. I had no idea why. Just as I had no idea when I’d dozed off. Truthfully, my memory of the night was a bit hazy. I must have been exhausted from the long afternoon with Keal’s family. In desperate need of water, I went to sit up. But I couldn’t move.