All Chapters of Contractually Yours: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

Jem's POV The moment the cab pulled up in front of the hospital building, I didn’t hesitate—I paid the driver and rushed out of the car immediately. Without turning back, I walked into the hospital, my heart already pounding so hard it felt like it was hitting my ribs from the inside.Every step I took toward the hospital felt heavier than the last, but I forced myself to keep moving anyway, because stopping would mean thinking, and thinking would mean breaking down right there in the middle of everything. If I stopped to think properly right now, I knew I would start realizing that this might be a mistake, that something about all of this was wrong—but I didn’t want that thought. I didn’t want to slow down for even a second. I just wanted my mom safe and sound.As I stepped into the hospital lobby and walked to the front desk, the receptionist looked up as soon as I got there and gave me a polite smile. “Good afternoon, sir. How can I help you?” she asked warmly.“I need to see my

Dante's POV I was in my office, sitting behind my desk with a call already in progress. On the other end of the call was one of my most important clients, a wealthy private investor who had been backing several of my major projects. We were discussing a large funding deal for a new corporate expansion, going over investment terms, profit shares, and final approvals before execution. Of course, it was the kind of conversation that demanded full attention and absolute confidentiality. A physical meeting would have worked better, but considering my tight schedule, I didn’t think that would ever be possible, so I handled it the only way I could at the moment—and that's through this call.As I listened to my client speak calmly about the deal, then there was suddenly a knock on my glass door. I looked up and saw Shark standing there.At first, I almost waved him off to come back later since I was still on the call, but then I stopped. Something about him didn’t sit right. My eyes narro

Dante's POV Shark held up the keys like proof of their stupidity, his voice cold with frustration. “All of you running around like idiots because the boss raised his voice once. What happens when things are actually bad?”He didn’t wait for an answer.He turned and walked straight to Jem.Jem still hadn’t moved. Still hadn’t blinked. His eyes were still locked on me like I was the only thing in the room that mattered.Shark uncuffed him quickly, and the moment the cuffs came off, Jem stood up at once. There was no hesitation, no warning, as he walked straight to me.Before anyone could react or even say a single word, Jem had already lifted his hand and slapped me hard across the face. The impact snapped my head to the side with enough force to silence the entire room instantly.Gasps filled the space.Every guard froze completely, shocked by what they had just seen.Only Shark didn’t move. He just lowered his head quietly.Slowly, I turned my face back toward Jem.And that’s when I

Jem's POV As if I couldn’t get enough of her, after pulling her into another tight hug and taking in the warmth of her presence, I dropped down again beside my mom, still holding her hand like I was afraid she might disappear if I let go. I stayed there, squatting close, my fingers wrapped tightly around hers.She gently pulled my hand closer to my face, her touch soft and warm, and her eyes searched mine with concern. “Oh my poor baby boy… what’s happened to you? Why are you looking this worried?”I forced a smile, placing my other hand over hers where it rested against my cheek. “I’m okay, Mom. I’m fine. Are you sure you’re good? You look—”She didn’t let me finish. She smiled brightly and reached out to squeeze my cheek lightly, like she used to, playful and warm. “Look at you, asking me questions like I’m the one who’s supposed to be worried,” she said softly, then her gaze shifted past me.I didn’t need to turn to know who she was looking at.“You see Mr. Dante over there,” she

Jem's POVThen after a while, and Dante still hadn’t said a single word, he let out a long, quiet sigh. Slowly, he pulled his hands out of his pockets and let them fall to his sides.His eyes stayed on me as I remained there on my knees, my palms resting on my thighs, my whole body still trembling. I couldn’t bring myself to look up. I didn’t dare.But even with my head lowered, I could feel it.His gaze.Dante was still staring at me, and it felt so intense, so heavy, like I could melt under it.Then suddenly, his hand moved slowly, and he gently used two of his fingers under my chin, lifting my face up.He still didn’t speak. He just guided my face upward, and the moment I locked eyes with him, everything inside me tightened again. Dante wasn't smiling at all. Not even a little.I was still shaking uncontrollably, my fingers digging so hard into my pants that it almost hurt, but I couldn’t stop. I couldn’t even think straight anymore.Dante’s voice came again, calm… too calm.“You k