Lahat ng Kabanata ng Accidentally Married to a Billionaire : Kabanata 61 - Kabanata 70

Eric's POVThe transplant coordinator had arrived late in the after, just after 4 pm. Michael Rivera, a tall man that seemed to be in his early fifties.He told us everything we needed to know—donor waiting lists, compatibility factors, blood type matching, tissue compatibility, and urgency scoring systems.“A heart transplant depends on multiple variables aligning at the right time. Availability, compatibility, and the patient’s condition all play critical roles.” He had explained.“It could take weeks, sometimes months. But Mr. Jones has been classified as high priority due to the severity of his condition. That improves his position on the list significantly.”After outlining the procedures and handing us the necessary paperwork, he wished us luck and turned to leave.I stepped into the hallway with him, letting the door close quietly behind us.“I want to understand what accelerates this process.” I said in a low tone.Michael looked at me with a raised brow.“I’m not asking you t

Sienna's POV I stood for a moment on the sidewalk outside the bistro, the familiar wooden sign swayed gently above the door. Jessica stood beside me, shifting her weight patiently as the scent of baked goods and coffee drifted out when an elderly man opened the door. It's been two days since Dad woke up. In some ways it felt like an eternity had passed since then, and in other ways, everything still felt kind of frozen inside the moment of waiting.The doctors had checked his vitals repeatedly, and monitored him closely through that night.“He’s stable for now,” Dr. Hayes had said yesterday morning.Even though everyone was relieved that Dad seems to be doing fine, the doctors can only manage his condition temporarily. A heart transplant was still the only permanent solution.And until a donor is available, there's no full assurance yet. I've been praying and begging whoever controls the universe that somewhere out there, a miracle would happen and a donor would be available.Eric h

Sienna's POVI squinted harder, leaning slightly forward as if that would somehow bring the woman closer.The woman tilted her head slightly.Is she looking at me?Before I could be sure, a loud rumble filled the street. A bright yellow school bus drove past, blocking my view completely.“Ugh,” I muttered under my breath.The bus moved slowly, its large metal body covered the entire space where the woman was standing.Still, my eyes stayed locked on the spot.The moment the bus passed, I expected to still see her standing there but the bus stop was empty.I blinked.Where did she go?The sidewalk wasn’t crowded enough for someone to vanish that quickly. There were only a handful of people nearby, and none of them looked even remotely close to the woman I had just seen.I turned my head slightly, scanning the street but she was nowhere to be found.“Sienna?” Jessica gently nudged my side.I blinked and turned to her.She was staring at me with a small frown.“Are you okay?” she asked.

Eric's POVI stood as my gaze moved slowly from Daniel to Stacey.“Is this a joke?” I asked flatly.Daniel frowned slightly. “Why would I bring you all the way here for a joke?”I didn’t answer, my eyes were still locked on Stacey.“She has information about Julian,” Daniel continued calmly. “Information we need.”“Hi, Eric,” Stacey said quietly.I didn’t respond.I could feel Daniel watching both of us, probably wondering if bringing us into the same room was a terrible idea.Stacey shifted slightly under my gaze.“I know I’m the last person you want to see,” she said.That's an understatement.“But we both want the same thing,” she continued. “Julian’s downfall.”My jaw tightened.“So you should at least hear what I have to say.” She added.I exhaled slowly through my nose.Even though a part of me wanted to stand up and walk out of that room or tell Daniel he had wasted my time and that I wasn’t interested in anything Stacey Roland had to offer, another part of me—the part that has

Eric's POV Daniel leaned back slowly in his chair, exhaling through his nose.He looked at Stacey.“So, Julian isn’t just dabbling in dirty business, he’s also part of Caruso’s network.” He said.Stacey nodded once.“He’s been involved with them for years,” she said. “Long before I came into the picture.”Daniel gave me a knowing look.“It makes sense that Julian went to Caruso for help to execute the accident,” he said.“Julian doesn’t handle things like that directly. He pays the right people to keep his hands clean.” Stacey said.A scoff escaped me.“Clean,” I repeated. “That’s ironic.”“When you discovered all of this,” I said, my gaze shifting back to Stacey. “Why didn’t you report him?”For a moment, Stacey didn’t answer. Her fingers intertwined tightly in her lap, knuckles paling slightly. When she finally spoke, her voice was quieter.“Because I couldn’t.”I frowned.“Why?.”She looked up at me.“When I confronted Julian and threatened to expose him, he reminded me of everyth