All Chapters of The Billionaire's Bride Hidden Identity : Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

Again today, I woke up to silence. No angry phone calls, no reporters camping outside my apartment, no fresh scandal waiting to ruin my day. It felt... unnatural.I stepped out of the bathroom, rubbed a towel through my damp hair when my phone buzzed on the bed. Mrs. Kingsley.I smiled broadly before I even opened the message.Wedding Gown Fitting — 2:00 PM.The appointment details were attached beneath it. My eyes drifted to Liam's chat, still nothing. His last message was from yesterday — “ignore social media.”I stared at the screen for almost a minute before forwarding the appointment. “Please be there.” The message was delivered instantly. I waited a few seconds, but no reply. I sighed and placed the phone face down."Well... at least I tried."My gaze wandered around my apartment…Today would probably be the last morning I'd wake up here.I looked at my tiny living room, This apartment had watched me become every version of myself. The hopeful girl, the broken woman, and now…the

I hurried after Liam, and the door clicked shut behind us. "You promised separate rooms.""At Blackthorne City."Liam loosened his tie without looking at me."You didn't expect my mother to know we needed separate rooms."The words knocked the argument right out of me.He was right."I'll take the sitting room," he said simply.That ended the conversation. I let out a quiet breath and disappeared into the bedroom.The bathroom smelled faintly of lavender. I stood beneath the warm shower longer than necessary, hoping it would calm the strange feeling sitting inside my chest.By the time I crawled into bed, exhaustion claimed me almost immediately.The next morning, sunlight slipped through the curtains and settled across my face. I stretched lazily before remembering where I was. Santorini.A smile tugged at my lips. The bathroom door suddenly opened. I instinctively pulled the duvet up to my chin.Liam stepped out with a white towel wrapped low around his waist. Water droplets slid f

The moment I stepped into my room, my phone buzzed. An email from Collin containing lists of Companies Under Kingsley Holdings. I dropped onto the edge of the bed and opened it.Ordinarily, with my qualifications and experience, I should be working directly under Liam. But every time he looked at me, my heart seemed to forget how to behave. That was dangerous.I scrolled through the companies until I found Kingsley Jewellery. Managed by Victoria Kingsley. Perfect. Without overthinking. I updated my CV and emailed it directly to her before shutting my laptop."Problem solved," I muttered, climbing into bed.The next morning, I was awake before my alarm. It felt good to finally be getting back to work. I got dressed carefully, ate breakfast and walked outside elegantly.Collin was already waiting beside the car.The moment he saw me, he opened the rear door with his usual warm smile."Good morning, Mrs. Liam."I smiled despite myself. "Morning, Collin.... It's Nora."He gave a small bow

The conference meeting finally came to an end. Liam was the first to leave, as always. One by one, the executives followed, while I returned to my desk with the revised proposal tucked under my arm.I had barely settled into my chair when Collin appeared beside me carrying a neatly folded paper bag."Good work, Mrs. Liam."I looked up and smiled. "It's Nora, Collin."He chuckled and gave my shoulder a light pat. "You'll get used to it."He placed the paper bag on my desk. "Lunch. From Mr. Liam."My eyes lit up. "For me?"Collin nodded."He asked me to make sure you ate."I peeked inside the bag before looking back at him."Where's his food ?""He doesn't eat lunch."I frowned. No wonder he's always working. Before he could leave, I stopped him."Can I... eat with him?"He raised an eyebrow as though the answer was obvious."He's your husband, Mrs. Nora, do whatever you like.”Without wasting time, I picked up the bag and headed toward Liam's office. I knocked once."Come in."I step

"You were never abandoned."I read the words again and again as my fingers tightened around the photograph until the edges bent."Mrs. Nora?" Juliet's gentle voice pulled me back. "Are you alright?"I looked up, forcing a smile that never reached my eyes. "Y-Yes." I quickly picked up the photograph "I'm fine." I looked back at her. "You said you didn't see who delivered it?"Juliet shook her head apologetically. "No, ma'am. By the time I opened the gate, the person had already left."I nodded. "It's okay."I carried the package back to my room and sat on the edge of my bed. The baby in the photograph looked peaceful. Could this be me?My thumb brushed over the faded image before I turned it over once more. The word caught my eye again.“You were never abandoned.”If I wasn't…why had I spent twenty-three years believing I was? The questions refused to leave my head. That night, sleep never came.****The next morning, my reflection looked as exhausted as I felt. Dark circles appeared