Fakely Inlove With The Billionaire의 모든 챕터: 챕터 81 - 챕터 89

Two months passed in something close to normal life.Jessica sat in the nursery, her hand resting on her round stomach, watching Christian carefully assemble a crib he insisted on building himself.“You could have just bought one already put together,” she said, smiling as he wrestled with a stubborn screw.“I wanted to build this myself,” Christian said. “Something simple, something that’s actually ours.”Jessica felt warmth spread through her chest, watching him work with focused determination despite his usual polish and control completely stripped away.A sharp pain suddenly cut through her stomach.She gasped, gripping the arm of her chair.Christian’s head shot up instantly. “Jessica?”“I think,” she said, breathing carefully through the pain, “I think that might have been a contraction.”Christian dropped the screwdriver immediately, rushing to her side. “It’s too early. You’re not due for another three weeks.”“Tell that to the baby,” Jessica said, gritting her teeth as anothe

“You’ve been distant for weeks,” Jessica said, setting down her coffee cup harder than she meant to.Christian didn’t look up from his laptop. “I’m handling the Singapore deal. It’s complicated.”“Everything’s complicated with you lately,” Jessica said. “Meetings running past midnight. Phone calls you take in another room.”“That’s called running a company, Jessica.”“That’s called avoiding me,” she snapped.Christian finally looked up, his jaw tight. “I don’t have time for this right now.”Jessica stood, grabbing her jacket off the chair. “Then I won’t take up any more of your precious time.”She walked out before he could respond, frustration burning hot in her chest as she climbed into her car.Grace was at Eleanor’s for the afternoon. Jessica had nowhere urgent to be, which somehow made the fight feel worse.She drove without a real destination, eventually parking outside a small coffee shop downtown, the kind of place she used to visit years ago before her entire life became boar

Felix arrived within the hour, laptop already open before he even sat down.“Show me the messages,” he said.Christian handed over his phone. Felix scrolled through carefully, his expression tightening with each new text.“This number’s been routed through three different servers,” he said. “Whoever sent these knew exactly how to hide their tracks.”“Can you trace it at all?” Christian asked.“Give me time,” Felix said. “But this isn’t amateur work. Someone professional set this up.”Jessica sat on the couch, arms wrapped around herself despite the warm afternoon sun streaming through the window.“Could it be someone connected to Sarah?” she asked. “One of her old associates, still holding a grudge?”“Possible,” Felix said. “But Sarah’s entire network was dismantled. Every associate arrested or under surveillance.”“Then who?” Christian asked, frustration sharp in his voice.Felix continued typing, pulling up different search windows. “I need access to your phone too, Jessica. If some

“A sister,” Jessica repeated, her voice barely steady. “That’s not possible. Sarah never mentioned any siblings.”“She wouldn’t,” Felix said through the phone. “Not if she was trying to protect her from being connected to any of this.”“Or trying to keep her hidden as a backup plan,” Christian said grimly. “In case everything fell apart.”Daniel stood frozen near the table, still processing everything unfolding around him. “I don’t understand. Who is this woman?”“Someone who wants to finish what her sister started,” Christian said. “Which apparently now includes you.”“Me?” Daniel asked, alarm crossing his face. “Why would she target me?”“Because you’re useful,” Jessica said slowly, pieces connecting painfully. “A convenient way to create chaos in my marriage without doing anything illegal herself.”Felix’s voice cut through the tense silence. “Her name is Marissa Chen. Younger by six years. Public records show she’s lived quietly overseas for the past decade, completely separate fr