All Chapters of Married to the Sleeping Heir: Chapter 1 - Chapter 9

Timothy Rowe stared at me for a moment. Then he looked at the one-year-old baby in my arms.His face darkened with displeasure. "Your son? Esther, you married a man in a coma three years ago. At least make your lies believable. Stop this nonsense. I know you're still mad at me for making you take Layla's place and marry a man in a coma. But I'm here for you now, aren't I? So hurry up and divorce Noah. Take your share of his money and come back to me."I never thought that, three years later, when we met again, Timothy would still say such disgusting things.He knew how little my family valued me. He knew they had always pushed me around.Yet he was the one who personally walked me to another man's wedding car and told me, "She's been spoiled since she was little. She can't handle this kind of hardship. You're different. You're used to being treated badly, so you can handle anything."Back then, I felt like I was in a daze. Everything that had happened seemed like a dream.No one would

But I never expected his promise to be nothing more than a way to keep me under control.Three days later, I was happily picking out wedding supplies at home. I even sent pictures to Timothy to show him what I had chosen.Then I suddenly heard Layla talking to my dad, Kasper Bardot, and Grace. "Timothy is amazing. It only took a few words for him to calm Esther down. Otherwise, she would never agree to marry Noah. If we offend the Bakers, both our family and the Rowes will be finished."Kasper and Grace happily agreed, "Esther has always been very careful and hard to fool. Without Timothy, we never could have kept this from her. She still thinks she's going to marry Timothy soon, so she's been looking forward to her wedding every day. When the time comes, we'll have you two get married on the same day. Then we'll send her straight to Noah's wedding. Even if she refuses to marry him, the Bakers won't let her go."I leaned against the doorway and listened to every word in despair.They

Timothy followed my gaze. The mocking look on his face changed to shock, then to complete disbelief.My husband, Noah, was wearing a custom-made suit. He was tall and broad-shouldered.He slowly walked out through the main doors of the ballroom.His presence was calm and powerful, completely different from the sickly man who had once lain helplessly in a hospital bed three years ago."Esther, give Liam to the nanny. Don't tire yourself out." His voice was deep and gentle.He took our son, Liam Baker, from my arms and excitedly rubbed his cheek. Then he carefully handed him to the nanny.His movements were gentle and careful.But when he turned back toward Timothy, his eyes had become sharp.He stepped in front of me and shielded me with his tall frame.For the first time in a long time, I felt completely safe."Mr. Rowe, I heard you want my wife to divorce me and then marry you with half of my family's fortune. Is that right?"Timothy stood there in shock. "That's impossible... Noah, w

"From this moment on, I will cut off all contact with the Bardots as a stranger. But I will still pay for your living expenses when you are old."The Bardots stood there with ugly expressions on their faces. Just then, a sudden commotion broke out at the entrance of the ballroom.Layla walked in wearing a designer gown. But the jewelry and proud, spoiled look she once had were gone.She had taken the last of Timothy's remaining assets and run away to spend it all. Then she had been cheated out of the rest of her money. With nowhere else to go, she had been forced to come back.The moment she saw me and Noah standing protectively in front of me, she shook her head in disbelief.Noah, the man who had lain in a hospital bed for three years and was supposed to spend the rest of his life in a coma, was standing there perfectly healthy.And I, the woman who was supposed to be trapped in loneliness while taking care of a man in a coma, was being carefully protected by him. Even my entire pres

When I looked at him, I slowly calmed down. He was right. From now on, I would never have to keep giving in just to please others.The evening breeze blew through the floor-to-ceiling windows and slowly cleared the anger that still lingered in the lounge. Liam stirred in my arms, then snuggled closer to me. He was sleeping peacefully, looking as sweet and well-behaved as ever.Noah sat beside me on the couch and gently teased Liam's cheek. His eyes were warm and soft, nothing like the sharp look he had when he faced Timothy earlier.I turned to him and finally asked the question I had wanted to ask for the past three years. "The car accident three years ago and your coma... It was all an act from the very beginning, wasn't it?"It was the truth I had sensed on the very first day of our marriage.Everyone thought he was a man in a coma with no awareness of the world around him. But I was the only one who noticed that his eyes looked clear and awake in the middle of the night. His breat