Todos los capítulos de The Billionaire’s Rival Contract: Capítulo 111 - Capítulo 120

BellaThe morning sun poured through the lace curtains of the bridal suite, bright and warm, but inside my chest, a cold knot of anxiety twisted tighter and tighter.I stood in front of the tall dressing mirror, staring at my reflection. The white silk and lace wedding gown was breathtaking, hugging my curves and draping over my slightly rounded belly like something out of a dream. I looked radiant. But beneath the makeup and the gorgeous dress, my hands were shaking.So many emotions were crashing over me at once. Joy, excitement, and a deep wave of fear.I had tried marriage before. I had walked down an aisle, said vows, and believed in a happily ever after, only for it to end in absolute disaster, betrayal, and heartbreak. And here I was again, standing on the edge of forever, letting my mind spiral into dark 'what-ifs.' What if things went wrong again? What if people were right about me? What if Sebastian woke up one day and regretted tying himself to someone with so much baggage

BellaThe easy laughter from our silly bet faded the moment my phone started buzzing on the nightstand.I glanced down at the screen. The caller ID simply flashed Unknown Number.Sebastian noticed the look on my face and pushed himself up from the bed, running a hand through his hair. "I'll go check on the delivery Clara is bringing up," he said softly, giving my shoulder a reassuring squeeze before walking out of the room and closing the door behind him.I waited until the click of the latch echoed before sliding my thumb across the screen and pressing the phone to my ear."Hello?" I asked, my voice cautious."Bella?"The voice on the other end was slightly trembling, but entirely unmistakable. Alina.My whole body went rigid. For a second, I thought about hanging up right then and there. But before I could pull the phone away, Alina spoke again, rushing her words as if she was terrified I’d cut her off."Please don't hang up," she whispered quickly. "I... I just wanted to call and c

Bella"You need to get some rest first, Bella," Sebastian said softly, his voice tight and strained as he tried to pull the blanket up over my shoulders. "We can talk about all of this later. Just focus on healing.""No," I whispered, my voice flat, cold, and dead.I reached out and grabbed his wrist, my grip terrifyingly tight. I stared right into his eyes, refusing to let him look away. Dark, terrifying thoughts were already crawling through my head, whispering the worst possible truths."Don't tell me to rest. Don't change the subject," I demanded, a single tear slipping down my cheek. "Tell me the truth right now, Sebastian. Is my baby okay?"Sebastian closed his eyes tightly, a heavy, pained groan escaping his lips. When he opened them again, they were swimming in unshed tears."Bella... I'm so sorry," he choked out, his voice cracking completely. "The poison... it was too strong. We... we lost the baby."The words hit me like a physical blow.For a second, the whole world stoppe

The glowing screen of my phone lit up the dark, quiet room. I stared down at the picture displayed on the display—Sebastian and Bella, smiling together on their wedding day, looking disgustingly happy.A cold, twisted smile spread across my face.Every time I looked at them, a bitter wave of satisfaction washed over me because I knew what they didn't. Bella had lost the baby. Her precious child, gone forever, all because of a simple, sweet-tasting drink I had arranged for her.I was still deeply, madly in love with Sebastian. It drove me crazy knowing he was married to her, and it hurt even more knowing he probably despised me now because of everything that had happened. If I had tried to attack Bella in a direct, ugly way—screaming at her or fighting her in public—they would have put their guards up and made things impossible for me. But playing the sweet, reformed friend? Acting like I was deeply sorry? It had been so easy. They let their guard down, and I destroyed them from

BellaThe heat in my chest was so intense I felt like I was going to choke on it. My head pounded with every single beat of my heart, a sharp, throbbing pressure behind my eyes that made everything look blurred around the edges. I stood in the middle of the room, my fingers curled into tight fists, my nails digging so deep into my palms that it stung. But I barely registered the pain in my hands. All I could see, all I could focus on, was the maid sitting there with that helpless, pitiful look plastered across her face."Shut up!" I yelled, my voice cracking from the sheer force of the anger tearing through my throat. "Shut your mouth right now! If you say one more word, I swear to God I will make you regret every breath you take in this house!"I was shaking. I could feel the tremble in my knees, the wild, chaotic energy humming under my skin. I wanted to lung forward. I wanted to wipe that fake, pathetic expression off her face myself."Ma'am, please..." The maid shrank back, wrappi