Semua Bab The Billionaire's Sixty-Day Wife: Bab 61 - Bab 70

Camila's POVI wake before my alarm because sleeping became impossible the moment Alejandro kissed me.Every time I close my eyes, I feel his lips again, and my heart immediately starts acting like it forgot how to beat normally.I bury my face in the pillow and groan into the mattress."Oh my God... get yourself together, Camila."Instead of calming down, I remember the way he looked at me afterward, nervous and hopeful at the same time, and my cheeks instantly grow warm again.After twenty minutes of arguing with myself, I finally leave my room.The hallway is unusually quiet, but the smell of fresh coffee drifts upstairs, making me realize someone else is awake far too early.Please don't let it be him.I step into the kitchen.It is him.Alejandro stands beside the coffee machine wearing gray sweatpants and a black T-shirt with his sleeves pushed to his elbows, staring at the coffee pot like it personally offended him.He looks up at the exact moment I walk in.We both freeze."Mo

Camila's POVThe calendar notification appears while I'm checking tomorrow's hospital schedule.Everything inside me suddenly goes quiet.Just this morning I was laughing because Alejandro accidentally called me his wife, and now seven simple words are enough to make every happy feeling disappear.Seven days, only seven.I stare at the screen until it slowly goes dark, but the number refuses to leave my head.Seven days until the contract ends. Seven days until I'm supposed to stop being Mrs. Vega.My chest tightens.I quietly lock my phone and slip it into my pocket before anyone notices the panic spreading across my face.Mrs. Harper is humming while arranging fresh flowers in the living room.Maria is reading a magazine upside down again.Neither of them knows the countdown has started.I force myself to smile."Mom..."Maria looks up."What?""You're reading it backward."She blinks."That explains why nothing makes sense."Mrs. Harper bursts into laughter."I was wondering how lo

Camila's POVThe ride home is unusually quiet.The city lights blur past the window, but I barely notice them because Grandfather’s words keep replaying in my head like a song I can’t turn off.“I knew from the first dinner.”I let out a slow breath.The silence inside the car somehow feels louder than traffic outside.Alejandro glances at me while stopping at a red light.“You’ve been quiet.”“I’m thinking.”“I noticed.”I keep looking out the window.“I thought we fooled everyone.”He doesn’t answer immediately, neither of us does.The light turns green and the car moves again.When we finally arrive at the estate, neither of us gets out right away.The engine shuts off.The silence stays.Alejandro rests both hands on the steering wheel.“Camila…”I look at him.“I’m not angry.”His eyebrows lift slightly.“But…” I smile without feeling it. “…I think I’m hurt.”He turns fully toward me.“Hurt because Grandfather knew?”I slowly shake my head.“No.”“Then what?”I swallow hard.“Be

Camila's POVThe final week begins with sunlight pouring through my bedroom window.For once, nobody mentions contracts, investigations, or board meetings, and the quiet almost feels suspicious after everything we’ve survived.Mrs. Harper knocks once before opening my door.“Beach day.”I blink.“Beach day…?”She nods proudly.“My doctor’s orders.”“You’re not my doctor.”“No.” She grins. “I’m much scarier.”I laugh while climbing out of bed.“I honestly can’t argue with that.”“You’ve finally learned.”When I walk downstairs, Alejandro is already waiting by the front door.White shirt, rolled sleeves with coffee in one hand. Another cup waiting beside him.He smiles the moment he sees me.“Morning.”Something warm settles inside me.“Morning.”He holds out the second cup.“The usual.”I take it.“You’re spoiling me.”“I’ve been told.”“By who?”“Mrs. Harper.”Mrs. Harper appears from the kitchen carrying a basket.“I said he wasn’t spoiling you enough.”Alejandro sighs dramatically.

Camila's POVThe hospital is unusually loud before I even walk through the front entrance.Doctors aren’t talking about patients. Nurses aren’t talking about schedules.Every phone screen I pass shows my face.My stomach drops.Karen spots me first, her smile disappears immediately.“Don’t look online.”Too late.Brian is already marching toward me with a tablet in his hands and an expression that could scare grown men.“These people are complete idiots.”He shoves the screen toward me.Every headline looks worse than the last.‘Gold digger nurse refuses to leave billionaire husband.’‘Camila Vega traps CEO before contract ends.’‘Is the billionaire being manipulated?’For a second, everything around me goes quiet.Karen gently takes the tablet away from Brian.“Enough.”“I’m just showing her what they’re saying.”“She doesn’t need to read every disgusting comment.”Brian runs both hands through his hair.“I swear, if I find whoever wrote these articles…”Karen folds her arms.“What?”