Bound by Contract: Healed by Love のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 41 - チャプター 50

The restaurant was busy that afternoon.Plates clinked softly, voices overlapped, and the air carried the smell of food and quiet conversations. It was the kind of normal Ammie had been trying to hold onto.But nothing inside her felt normal.She moved carefully between tables, one hand steadying the tray, the other unconsciously brushing against her stomach every now and then.Blue noticed.She always did.“Take it easy,” Blue whispered as she passed her.Ammie gave a small nod. “I’m fine.”But her eyes said otherwise.The door opened.And the air shifted.Adrian stepped in.Not as a boss.Not as someone powerful.Just… a customer.But his presence still carried weight.His eyes scanned the room slowly—Then stopped.On her.Ammie.For a moment—Everything else faded.“…It’s her,” he murmured.Something in his chest tightened again.That same pull.That same feeling he couldn’t explain.Without thinking—He walked toward an empty table.Sat down.But his eyes never left her.Ammie fe

The morning didn’t feel unusual.Not to Ammie.She woke up early, quieter than usual, her hand resting lightly on her stomach for a few seconds before she sat up. There was a heaviness in her body she couldn’t explain—like her energy was being pulled in different directions.Blue had already left.She had gone to visit Ammie’s mother, promising she’d be back later in the day.“Don’t go anywhere unnecessary,” Blue had warned before leaving.Ammie had nodded.But life didn’t always ask for permission before it changed everything.Ammie stood in front of the mirror, adjusting her simple outfit.Today was her hospital appointment.She wasn’t even sure why she felt nervous. Maybe it was the pregnancy tests. Maybe it was everything happening with Adrian. Maybe it was Bianca’s shadow she could feel even when no one was around.She sighed.Then grabbed her small bag.Only to pause.Her wallet was almost empty.Her phone too—she had already lost it days ago.“…Perfect,” she muttered under her

Blue stood frozen in the hospital corridor, the doctor’s words still ringing in her ears.We need the father.Her fingers tightened around her phone.She didn’t want to call him.Not after everything.Not after the pain.But this wasn’t about pride anymore.This was about Ammie.“…Just pick up,” she muttered as she dialed.---At Adrian’s house—His phone rang.He answered immediately.“Hello?”“Adrian.”His entire body stilled.“…Blue,” he said slowly. “Where is she?”“She’s at St. Mary’s General Hospital,” Blue said quickly. “She had an accident. She needs you.”Silence.Then—“I’m coming.”The call ended.---Adrian didn’t think.Didn’t hesitate.He grabbed his keys and rushed out.The drive was reckless.Fast.Every red light ignored.Every second stretching painfully.“…Nothing must happen to you,” he whispered, his voice shaking slightly.Memories kept flashing.Her face.Her voice.Her anger.Her softness.Everything he had forgotten—Now hitting him all at once.---At the hos

Morning came slowly.Soft light slipped through the hospital curtains, settling gently across the room.Ammie was awake.Not fully strong—but present.And this time, when she opened her eyes—She didn’t panic.Because Adrian was still there.Exactly where he promised to be.Sitting beside her.Head slightly tilted, like he had drifted into a light sleep.But his hand—Still wrapped around hers.Like even in sleep, he refused to let go.---Ammie watched him quietly.Her eyes tracing his face.The tiredness.The softness.The part of him she hadn’t seen in a long time.“…You stayed,” she whispered.Adrian stirred slightly.Then his eyes opened.The moment he saw her looking at him—Everything in his expression changed.Softened.“You’re awake,” he said gently.“I didn’t go anywhere.”A small silence followed.Then Ammie asked, quietly—“…Did you sleep here?”Adrian gave a faint smile.“Not really.”She almost smiled.Almost.---A nurse came in briefly, checking her vitals, adjusting a

The day of discharge came quicker than expected.Morning light filled the hospital room, soft and calm, but Ammie didn’t feel calm.She sat at the edge of the bed, already dressed, her small bag beside her.Her fingers were restless.Her thoughts louder than everything else.This wasn’t just about leaving the hospital.It was about where she was going next.---Adrian stood by the window again.Same position.Different silence.He hadn’t asked her anything since the night before.Not where she had decided to go.Not what she wanted.And somehow—That made it harder.---“You’re ready?” he asked finally, turning to her.Ammie nodded slowly.“Yeah.”Silence.Then he picked up her bag before she could.“I’ll take this.”She didn’t argue.---The walk out of the hospital felt longer than it should have.Blue was there.Her mum.Her dad.Everyone waiting.Everyone watching.---“Ammie,” her mum called softly, moving toward her.Ammie smiled faintly.“I’m okay,” she said.Her mother still h