All Chapters of The Billionaire's Sixty-Day Wife: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

Alejandro's POVThe panic in the nurse's voice is enough to send Camila running before anyone can say another word, and I follow immediately because the look on her face tells me she's seconds away from falling apart.Within minutes, doctors and nurses flood Maria Reyes's room for the second time that night.The hallway outside becomes crowded with staff.Monitors beep.Orders are called out.The atmosphere is tense.Camila stands frozen beside the wall, staring through the glass window as doctors work around her mother.I've spent years negotiating billion-dollar deals.I've handled hostile boardrooms.I've survived corporate wars.None of that prepares me for watching someone you care about stand helplessly while the person they love fights for their life.An hour later, the doctors finally stabilize Maria again.Relief spreads through the hallway, but it doesn't reach Camila."She's stable."The doctor sounds cautiously optimistic, and I can see Camila trying to hold herself togeth

Alejandro's POVThe viral photo becomes a disaster by sunrise.Every business channel is discussing it. Every financial website is analyzing it, every gossip account is reposting it.What should have been a temporary story suddenly becomes a national conversation.However, the conversation isn't helping Vega Pharmaceuticals.Investors are nervous, stock analysts are asking questions. Several board members have decided this is my fault which means my morning begins exactly where I don't want it to.A board meeting."The situation is becoming a distraction." One of the directors adjusts his glasses while speaking, and judging by the number of people nodding around the table, he isn't alone. "The media attention is affecting investor confidence."Another board member immediately agrees. "The lawsuit is being discussed again."I already know that, everyone knows that.The photo practically dragged the lawsuit back into public conversation.A conversation I never wanted reopened.Across th

Alejandro's POVThe morning after almost kissing Camila is a disaster, not because anything actually happened, but because nothing happened, and that's worse. I barely sleep because every time I close my eyes, I see her sitting beside me beneath the vineyard lights with her hand in mine and her eyes locked on mine, and by sunrise I'm already regretting every decision that brought me to that bench. Then Dylan appears like a curse sent specifically to ruin my life. By the time I walk onto the terrace for breakfast, he's already there smiling.The breakfast table overlooks endless hills covered with vineyards glowing beneath the morning sun, and the view is spectacular enough that most people would probably spend several minutes admiring it. However, my attention immediately finds Camila sitting across from me, and the moment she looks up and our eyes meet, we both look away so fast it's embarrassing. Dylan notices immediately because of course he does, and the dangerous grin spread

Alejandro's POVBy six o'clock, I regret answering my phone."You're bringing your wife."I stare at the phone."My what?"Dylan sighs dramatically."Your wife.""I know what word you used.""Then why are we still talking?"I pinch the bridge of my nose, the charity dinner was supposed to be simple. Show up, donate money, smile for a few photographs, and leave but somewhere along the way it turned into a couples' event, which means Camila is coming with me. The realization shouldn't make me happy, yet annoyingly, it does. An hour later, I pull into the hospital parking lot and spot her waiting outside. The moment I step out of the car, I completely forget whatever I was about to say because she looks incredible. The dark blue dress is elegant without trying too hard, her hair falls loosely around her shoulders, and before I can stop myself, I'm just standing there staring. Camila notices immediately, and the dangerous smile that appears on her face tells me she knows exactly what

Alejandro's POVSomewhere along the way, the Malibu estate stopped feeling like a house.It started feeling like home.I don't know exactly when it happened.Maybe it was the morning Camila argued with the chef because he insisted pancakes counted as a balanced breakfast.Maybe it was the afternoon she somehow convinced half the gardening staff to teach her how to trim the roses.Or maybe it was the simple fact that every evening, without thinking about it, I found myself looking for her before anyone else.Whatever the reason, things had changed.The morning starts with the smell of coffee d