Semua Bab His Billion Dollar Bride : Bab 31 - Bab 40

Vivian woke up because the bed felt empty.She didn't know what time it was.The room was dark, except for the faint light coming from the hallway underneath the bedroom door.She reached across the mattress without opening her eyes fully.Nothing.Vivian frowned.She moved her hand again.Still nothing.Then she opened her eyes.“Adrian?”No answer.She slowly pushed herself upright, her hair falling messily around her face.The other side of the bed was cold.Very cold.Vivian looked toward the clock on the bedside table.12:41 A.M.Her eyebrows pulled together.She looked around the room.Maybe he was in the bathroom.She waited.Nothing.“Adrian?”Still nothing.Vivian got out of bed.She walked toward the bathroom and opened the door.Empty.She checked the dressing room.Empty.Then she walked into the hallway.The house was quiet.Almost everyone was asleep.She walked downstairs, her hand sliding along the railing.Maybe he was in the kitchen.He wasn't.The living room was em

At first, Vivian thought it was only going to happen once.One strange night.One late meeting.One unanswered phone.One morning where Adrian came home looking exhausted and carrying the faint scent of a perfume that wasn't his.She had told herself there was probably an explanation.She had promised herself she wouldn't jump to conclusions.And for the next few days, everything seemed normal.Almost.Adrian went to work the next morning after finally getting some sleep.He didn't mention the perfume again.Neither did Vivian.She wanted to.Several times.But every time she looked at him, she remembered how tired he had looked that morning.So she kept quiet.Maybe it had been nothing.Maybe she had overreacted.Maybe the perfume really had been from someone at the business dinner.And maybe that was the end of it.Until three nights later.Vivian was sitting in the living room, scrolling through her phone, when Adrian walked into the room.He had his laptop under one arm and his ph

Vivian had barely slept. Even after putting her phone away, she couldn't get the messages out of her head. The picture. The unknown number. The strange insistence that she needed to know something about Adrian. And, most importantly, the way the sender seemed determined to make her suspicious of her own husband. She hated it. She hated that a stranger could send her a single photograph and leave her lying awake beside the man she loved, wondering whether there was something she didn't know about him. It wasn't fair. Especially when Adrian had already been acting strangely for weeks. He worked late. He barely slept. He sometimes came home looking like he hadn't eaten all day, and whenever she asked him what was wrong, he brushed it off as work. Vivian understood that his job was demanding. She understood that running a company wasn't easy. But she was his wife. She didn't want to be the person who shared a house with him while remaining completely unaware of

Adrian Cross was having a good morning.For once, he had woken up without his phone ringing beside his head. He had eaten breakfast with his wife, kissed her forehead before leaving the house, and promised to return early enough for dinner.More importantly, he had actually meant it.He wasn't going to spend the entire day buried in meetings. He wasn't going to sit in his office until midnight while Vivian waited for him at home. And he certainly wasn't going to allow another business emergency to steal the little time he had finally decided to give his family.His family.The thought still felt strange sometimes.But in the best possible way.Adrian stepped out of the elevator on the executive floor, adjusting his cufflinks as he walked toward his office."Good morning, Mr. Cross.""Morning.""Good morning, sir.""Morning."He greeted his employees without slowing down, carrying the same calm expression he wore every day. His security detail followed a few steps behind him before sto

Adrian Cross had never hated his office more than he did that morning.For three days, his life had revolved around the same scandal. Every time his legal team made progress, another photograph appeared. Every time his security team traced a lead, it seemed to end with an anonymous account or an uncooperative source.Someone was determined to destroy his marriage.And Adrian was running out of patience."Tell me you have something useful," he said, staring at the man seated across from his desk.His head of security, Daniel, placed a folder on the table."We've traced some of the original photographs to two accounts. Both were created recently, and the people behind them used methods that make identification difficult. We're still investigating.""Still investigating?" Adrian repeated coldly."Sir, whoever did this knew what they were doing. The photographs were taken from different angles, and some were released hours apart. Whoever has them may have been following you for a while."