All Chapters of The Billionaire's Island Bargain: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

Emily POVI stepped out of the dressing room and paused, watching Cade browse through the racks of beautiful clothes with surprising focus. He held up a soft emerald-green dress, examining it carefully before adding it to the growing pile on the counter.“This will definitely suit her,” he murmured to himself, his voice low but certain. He picked out several more pieces — elegant blouses, flowing skirts, and a stunning evening gown that shimmered under the boutique lights.Veronica, the boutique owner, smiled warmly as she watched him. “I must say, this is the first time I’ve seen a man so pleased to buy clothes for his wife.”Cade smirked, a hint of pride in his expression. “Of course a man should be pleased to spoil his wife.”“Not every man, sir. You’re different,” Veronica replied with a knowing laugh. “I hope you continue treating her with this much care.”Cade glanced toward the dressing room where I was standing, his eyes meeting mine for a brief second. “Is this what you call

Emily POVA WEEK LATERI sat on the sunlit patio, finalizing the first phase of the advertising campaign for the resort. Spread across the table were sketches, mood boards, slogans, and target audience notes. I still couldn’t believe we were actually doing this — turning the abandoned building into something alive again.It had been a week since the renovation officially began. The once-silent, decaying structure was now buzzing with life. Workers moved constantly across the site — hammers echoing, saws buzzing, dust swirling in the golden morning light. Trucks delivered fresh materials daily, and the air smelled of fresh paint, cut wood, and the salty ocean breeze.During this week, I had met several new people — architects, contractors, local craftsmen, and eager young islanders looking for work. Almost all of them had been kind and welcoming, treating me with a surprising warmth that made me feel a little less like an outsider.But in that same week, I had barely seen Cade.He was

I tried to keep walking, to step into the safety of the house, but my feet refused to move. I stood frozen, staring at the mansion and at Cade’s mother standing on the upper balcony, looking down at me with that cold, piercing gaze.“Where is Cade?” she asked, descending the stairs toward me.In a surge of panic, I thrust my hand out to ward her off. “Don’t come close!”She stopped, staring at me in confusion. “What is wrong with you? I only want to know where my son is.”“I said you shouldn’t come close!!!” I yelled, my voice cracking. My legs gave out, and I collapsed onto the ground, still staring at her in terror.The memories kept flashing — fragmented, violent images I couldn’t fully grasp. They felt too real, too painful.“Emily, are you—” The moment she said my name, something inside me snapped.I screamed.The sound tore from my throat, raw and desperate. Denise stepped back in shock. I was still on the ground when Cade came running.“What’s wrong, Emily?” he asked, kneeling

Emily POV“We are all eager to know, Emily. Tell us what happened during your wedding,” Denise said again, her voice sweet but insistent as the silence stretched too long.“Our wedding day has nothing to do with you, Mother,” Cade cut in sharply. “So stop bothering my wife with your questions.”“It’s not a bad thing to want to know about the wedding day of my only son,” Denise replied, turning her cold gaze on me. “You don’t think it’s wrong, do you?”“But it’s like you’re trying to cover something up, Cade,” Isabel added, her tone sharp. “You not wanting to tell your mother about your wedding certainly means you’re hiding something.”If I don’t say something, they’ll guess the truth, I thought desperately. I quickly searched for words.“We have nothing to hide,” I said, forcing a soft smile. “Our wedding was simple but beautiful. It was love at first sight for us. Cade and I knew we were meant for each other, so we got married. It was a quiet court wedding, but we did everything lega

Emily POV“What’s this picture?” I asked the maid who was holding the album.“It’s pictures of the past workers of the resort,” one of them replied.“Past workers? All these people in this album were once workers of the resort?” I asked, and they all nodded.“This can’t be!” I muttered softly as I stared at a photo that clearly showed both my parents.Though they were quite young, there was no doubt — they were my parents. They had worked at the resort.“Can I have this album? I need to show it to someone,” I said, grabbing it and running out of the kitchen.I have to show it to Cade. He must know something about this, I thought as I raced to our room.I opened the door only to hear Stephanie’s voice coming from inside.“Are you still pushing through with it?” she asked.“Yes. Emily has to leave. It’s for the best,” Cade replied.“Who exactly is it for? Us?” she asked as she walked toward him, wrapping her arms around him.“Yes. It’s the best for us,” he answered.Feeling a sharp stab