The Billionaire’s Hidden Hacker Bride의 모든 챕터: 챕터 61 - 챕터 70

Selene Cole's POVLight.Too bright.My eyelids felt heavy, as if something was holding them shut. The faint smell of antiseptic stung my nose. The air felt cold and too clean.There was a sound.Beep... beep... beep...Regular. Consistent.I tried to take a deeper breath, but my head immediately throbs. It felt like a small hammer was hitting me from the inside.What happened?Memories came in rough fragments.Morning drive.Steering wheel.The dashboard screen flashes.The accelerator that I couldn't release.Then—The crash.My body tensed reflexively. And that's when the pain hit.My right shoulder felt like it was being forcibly pulled out of its socket again. Sharp pain radiated up to my neck. My breath caught.I tried to move my right hand.Big mistake.The pain made me hiss softly without realizing it.That small movement was enough to stir something beside me.The sound of a chair sliding quickly."Selene."The voice was low. Hoarse. Too close.I opened my eyes fully this tim

"If you keep staring at me like that, I'll start to think you're enjoying this." Lucian's voice snapped me out of my reverie.It was the fifth day.Lucian didn't even lift his head from the bowl of soup in his hands. "Open your mouth."I sighed softly, but obeyed.Since that morning—since my outburst in the hospital room—he hadn't left.Not entirely.He only left when there was absolutely no other choice. Meetings that couldn't be delegated, documents that couldn't be delayed—not even by Ethan. The rest of the time, he was here.In the same chair. With the same expression. With the same determination.The nurses rarely touched me anymore except to change my IV and check my blood pressure. The housekeeper came twice, then gradually stopped coming because everything had been taken over.Lucian managed my medication schedule. Lucian made sure my sling was properly secured. Lucian fed me. Lucian held my glass when I had trouble gripping it.There was only one thing he didn't do—help me ch

Selene Cole's POVI woke up because of the silence.Not because of the pain in my shoulder.Not because of the effects of the medication that made my head feel heavy.But because the silence was different.For the past few days, every time I opened my eyes, I always found Lucian there.Sitting in a chair by the window with his laptop on his lap.Reading reports with a blank expression.Or just standing on the balcony taking business calls.He was working from home.Managing the company remotely.As if the outside world could wait while I was still in bed.Today, the chair was empty.His laptop was gone.The balcony door was tightly shut.I stared at the ceiling for a few seconds, trying to ignore the strange feeling rising in my chest.He had left before.To the office.To meetings.But he always told me.Always made sure I knew where he was going.Today... no.I slowly sit up, wincing slightly as the sling on my shoulder pulls. My hair falls over my face, and for the first time in da

We were supposed to meet at Valemont Conservatory Hall.Among the empty, worn-out seats and the stage that had once witnessed endless rehearsals.But life rarely follows the first plan.The accident delayed many things—including the meeting we had postponed.So now, not in the concert hall.Not in the room with the grand piano that echoes too much.But in a simple café on the edge of town.A place that holds no one's memories.A neutral place.And perhaps, that was intentional.I arrived early.An old habit whenever I met her.He always said, a good hacker must arrive before the system realizes it's being watched.I used to think it was just a metaphor about the digital world.Now I wasn't so sure.The glass door opened with a soft chime.I didn't need to turn around to know who had entered.Her steps were calm. Measured. Unhurried.Like someone who was never truly pressed for time.When I finally lifted my head, the face was the same as the last time I saw it at the city library.Her

The room light was only half-lit.Lucian sat on the edge of the bed, his laptop open in front of him. The light from the screen reflected on his face, casting thin shadows under his eyes.His gaze was fixed on the slowly moving lines of data, his fingers typing, stopping, then typing again.It had been almost ten minutes since I had entered the room.And he hadn't said a single word.This silence was different.It wasn't the comfortable silence we usually had. It wasn't a calm silence. It was like an invisible wall.I stood a few steps away from him, still holding the end of my own sleeve."Lucian."No answer.His fingers kept moving on the keyboard.I swallowed."...Are you mad at me?"No reaction.Not even a pause.My chest felt a little tight. I wasn't used to seeing him like this. The cold Lucian was normal. The silent Lucian was also normal. But the silent Lucian who was distancing himself from me... that was different."If it's because of earlier..." my voice trailed off unconsc