All Chapters of His Bride by Contract, His Obsession by Fate: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

“Babe, are you really sure about this?” Richard asked, casting tentative glances at Rory in the passenger seat.“Of course, Richard. I brought all my belongings with me—do you honestly think I’m not serious about this?” Rory replied sarcastically.They were currently driving toward Richard’s penthouse—the very place where she had caught her sister and her fiancé red-handed.“I just can’t believe you’re actually moving in with me. In all the years I spent begging you to live together, you always turned me down,” Richard said, unable to hide the sheer thrill in his voice.They had been together for three years, two of which were spent engaged. Richard used to badger her almost daily about living under one roof, reasoning that they were both mature adults. But because her father had begged her not to get married just yet and to focus on finishing medical school first, Rory had obeyed him out of love and respect.Now that her father was dead, he wasn't around to witness her fulfill that d

Rory stared blankly into space. Earlier, she had planned to stay at Richard’s place, but amid her fiery confrontation with Alana and their mother, the thought of living under the same roof as the man who had betrayed and hurt her became utterly stomach-churning. Throughout the car ride, her mind raced, searching for an escape plan. Fortunately, Alana’s ill-timed call had provided her with the perfect exit strategy. She also weighed the option of temporarily staying with her future father-in-law. It would allow them to talk and strategize—especially since she still needed to win over her future husband, whose identity remained a total mystery. How on earth was she supposed to charm a man whose face or personality she knew nothing about? What if he turned out to be hideously ugly? She had already agreed to their arrangement; what was she going to do then? Would she go through with it anyway? Or would she run for the hills? Lost in her spiraling thoughts, Rory was startled as a black l

Mr. Dimitrios sat up straight and leaned back slightly in his chair. Holding his teacup, the old man observed Rory intently as she stared at him, waiting for an answer.“Is that so?” Mr. Dimitrios asked, tilting his head with a twinkle in his eye, looking as though he were bursting with amusement but trying his best to hold it in. “Well, look at that... Aside from being cold and snobbish, what else did you notice about him, my dear?”“Oh, come on, Dad!” Rory complained, shaking her head as she set her fork and spoon down on her plate with a soft clatter. “He was like a statue pulled straight out of the grocery store's frozen section! Acting like he’s so important that no one’s allowed to talk to him. When I asked what his job was under you, complete silence! Even when I made a sarcastic remark about whether your employees aren't allowed to talk during work hours, he still acted like he couldn't hear a thing.”A booming laugh escaped Mr. Dimitrios’ lips. It was full of genuine delight—

“That’s precisely why I need you to persuade him. Once you convince him, all your problems will be resolved,” the old man stated solemnly.“You’ve been a businessman for a very long time. You built an empire, and I’m certain this isn't the only contract you’ve ever signed. So I know for a fact you know this deal heavily favors me, Mr. Dimitrios. I want this to be fair and square,” Rory insisted firmly.The old man picked up the document and slid it across to Rory. “That’s why I added a new clause to our agreement. Didn't you mention before that if children are involved, you’d only agree as long as you retain full custody of the child?”Rory nodded.“I added that in,” the old man continued, looking straight into Rory’s eyes. “I had it explicitly written that even if the two of you divorce after a few years, full custody of the child will remain with you—though my son or I will be granted visitation rights.”Rory looked down at the papers in front of her. She slowly picked up the docume

Ding! Rory’s line of thought was abruptly shattered as the elevator doors parted, signaling their arrival at the top floor of the building. Rory was the first to step out, but she suddenly froze, clutching her stomach—a sudden, desperate pressure on her bladder hit her right amidst her anxiety. Without missing a beat, she impetuously thrust the heavy folder into Martin’s hands. “Martin, hold this for a second! Where’s the restroom?! I urgently need to go!” she asked frantically. Though caught off guard, Martin quickly pointed down the hall. “To your left, Miss Rory.” Not wasting another second, Rory sprinted toward the restroom. After relieving herself and quickly touching up her hair in front of the mirror, she stepped out to locate the CEO’s office. Emerging into the hallway, she spotted Martin standing near a set of grand, double mahogany doors. She quickly marched over to retrieve her documents. “Thanks, Martin. Is this the CEO’s office—” Before she could even finish her se