Lahat ng Kabanata ng Married My Ex's Billionaire Uncle Accidentally : Kabanata 11 - Kabanata 20

Ariana Pov "Good morning, Miss Reed." "Good morning, Doctor." "Miss Reed, I need you to come to the hospital as soon as possible. There's something important we need to discuss regarding Olivia." The call ended before I could ask another question. I quickly shut my laptop, rushed into the bathroom, brushed my teeth, washed my face, and changed into a casual outfit. Within minutes, I was out of the apartment. I flagged down a cab, climbed into the back seat, and gave the driver the hospital's address. As the cab pulled away, my thoughts refused to settle. Was Olivia okay? What happened? Why had Dr. Kyle called me this early? Question after question raced through my mind. "Miss, we've arrived." The cabman's voice pulled me from my thoughts. I paid the fare, stepped out of the cab, and hurried into the hospital. The familiar scent of antiseptic filled the air. Nurses hurried through the corridors, pushing medical carts, while doctors strode past with patient fil

Ariana Pov I needed to find a way to raise the forty thousand dollars for my sister's medication, but I had no idea where to start. There was no one I could ask. Serena would have loved to help if I told her what the doctor had said, but I couldn't bring myself to do that. She had already done so much for me. She gave me a place to stay, made sure I never went hungry, and treated me like more than a friend ever had. I didn't want to place another burden on her. We had already lost too much as a family. I couldn't bear the thought of losing Olivia too not when she was all I had left I walked along the sidewalk as the blazing afternoon sun beat down on me, but I barely noticed the heat. My mind was still reeling from everything Dr. Kyle had told me. Forty thousand dollars? Where was I supposed to get that kind of money? I wondered as I continued down the sidewalk, my thoughts racing in circles. Then, suddenly, an idea came to me. A loan. It wasn't a perfect plan, and there was n

Ariana Pov I slowly turned, only to come face-to-face with the last person I had ever expected to see. My breath caught, and every thought in my head vanished. No way... this had to be a dream. I pinched the back of my hand, hoping the sharp sting would wake me from whatever nightmare this was, but the man standing before me didn't disappear. Damian Cole. The billionaire CEO whose name dominated the business world. Cold. Ruthless. Untouchable. The kind of man people knew better than to cross. Yet standing before me wasn't just the infamous Damian Cole. He was also the stranger I'd kissed at the club. My eyes searched his face, desperately hoping I'd somehow mistaken him for someone else. I hadn't. Those dark gray eyes were impossible to forget. They had drawn me in that night before I even knew what I was doing, and now they held me captive all over again. Before I could stop myself, my gaze drifted to his lips, and the memory of that reckless kiss came rushing back. Heat fl

Ariana Pov Its glass walls gleamed beneath the afternoon sun, reflecting the city like a mirror. Cold. Untouchable. Just like the man who owned it. My feet refused to move, as though taking one more step would mean accepting the reality I had been trying so hard to avoid. The doctor's words echoed in my mind. "Her condition will continue to deteriorate if we don't perform the surgery on time." "Oh, God..." I whispered. "How did everything fall apart so quickly?" I had done everything I could. I had spent weeks searching job sites, tailoring my resume, and sending application after application. Every notification made my heart race, only to leave me disappointed moments later. Then, when I finally thought I had received the call that would change my life, it turned out to be a contract marriage proposal from the one man I had promised myself I would never cross paths with again. And now, he was my only chance to save Olivia. I had always dreamed of marrying for love, o

Ariana Pov The driver stepped forward. Without a word, he took the suitcase from my hand and carried it to the gleaming black Mercedes-Maybach parked by the curb. He carefully placed it in the trunk, closed it gently, then walked around and opened the rear passenger door for me. I stood there for a moment, staring at the luxury car. “Miss,” the driver said politely. I took a steadying breath before climbing into the back seat, clutching my handbag against my side. Before the driver closed the door, I looked back one last time. Serena was still standing outside the apartment building, waving at me with a small, reassuring smile. I managed a faint smile and waved back. As the car slowly pulled away, Serena grew smaller in the distance until she finally disappeared from view. I leaned back in my seat, my chest tightening. No matter how often we called or visited each other, it wouldn't feel the same as when we were staying together. A few minutes later, the car slowed in front of a p