บททั้งหมดของ Second Chance As A Billionaire's Wife : บทที่ 1 - บทที่ 8

The venue was bustling with chatter and laughter as men and women dressed in their fancy gowns mingled amongst themselves. The violin played softly to liven the atmosphere.At the corner of the room stood Elara, dressed in a blue flared gown, her hair tied up in a bun. She rubbed her elbows nervously as she stared at people who walked past her, totally ignoring her presence—like she didn’t belong there.Under normal circumstances, she wouldn’t even have been there, but today was a big day for her husband. He was getting promoted.A smile crept onto her lips as she thought of him. She could remember the sleepless nights he had, working overtime just to meet deadlines. She would sometimes help him finish his workload just so he could catch a few hours of sleep. Witnessing this new chapter of his life made her heart swell with joy.Just as if he had read her thoughts, she saw him walk to the spotlight. Clad in a black tuxedo, his hair gelled to perfection, highlighting his sharp features

“No... Please... Don’t go... No... NO!” Elara screamed out as her eyes flew open. She abruptly sat up on the bed, her chest rising and falling rapidly as she looked at her surroundings. The white pale walls, the beeping sound of machines, the faint smell of antiseptic... She was at a hospital. Her hand instinctively went to her head. No pain, not even a bump. The door opened and the nurse walked in, holding a magazine in her hand. The nurse’s brows raised in surprise. “Ma’am, you’re awake!” She smiled, placing the paper on the stool. “Where am I? How am I... here?” Elara spoke as the nurse checked her vitals. “You fainted, Miss. The results show that it was due to lack of sleep so your system automatically shut down. It’s important you...” Elara zoned out at the nurse’s words. Stress? What is she talking about? What is happening? Her gaze went to the magazine on the stool and she quickly grabbed it with wide eyes. ‘Summer 2021: July Issue.’ Two thousand and twenty-one? She

Julian, who was about to take another sip from his drink, froze mid-action. He couldn’t hide the look of surprise on his face as he gazed at the woman who had just asked him to marry her like it was the most casual thing in the world.Julian let out an amused laugh, dropping his glass back onto the table.“Do you realize what you’re asking me to do?”Elara’s heart raced and her fists clenched nervously on her thighs, but the look in her eyes said otherwise.“Yes. Marry me,” she repeated.Julian leaned back on the lounge, resting his cheek on his left hand. “And why exactly should I do that?”Elara let out a confident smile. She picked up his glass and took a sip from it.“Because I have things Lyra could never give you — things that could protect everything your family is trying to preserve,” she said, playing with the glass. “I can make The Beaumont a bigger name than it already is… far bigger than you can imagine.”“And besides, you need someone who won’t complicate your life. Someo

Julian could feel her body stiffen in his arms. She instinctively raised her arms to push him off, but he grabbed them, pulling her even closer, her soft, delicate body pressing against his chest. She smelled like vanilla and jasmine—sweet, soft, and intoxicating, just the way he had imagined. The kind of scent that made something dark and fiercely protective twist tight within him. His other hand slid from her cheek into her hair as he deepened the kiss, his lips brushing hers before gently catching her lower lip. At first, she resisted, then slowly and hesitantly, she kissed him back. Like a kitten stepping out of its comfort zone. With the last thread of restraint he had left, Julian pulled away, watching her closely as she caught her breath. A faint smile touched his lips. Interesting. “You look stunning tonight,” he murmured, smoothing her hair. He didn't fail to catch the look of disbelief written all over her face as she stared at him with parted lips. “It's already lat