All Chapters of His Temporary Wife | SPG: Chapter 1 - Chapter 7

Arabella Sinclair had exactly three days to save her family’s home.Three days before the bank seized the mansion where she had grown up. Three days before the servants who had worked for her family for decades would lose their jobs. Three days before the last remaining piece of her late father's legacy disappeared forever.And she had exactly zero ways to stop it.“Miss Sinclair, I'm afraid we've exhausted every possible option.”Arabella stared at the bank manager through the glass wall of his office. His sympathetic expression only made her want to scream.“There's a mistake,” she insisted, clutching the folder against her chest. “My father made payments before he passed away. I have the records.”“The outstanding debt has accumulated beyond what those payments can cover. Unless the full amount is settled by Friday, foreclosure will proceed.”“How much time can you give me?”“Three days.”Three days.The words followed her all the way out of the building.Outside, rain poured over

Arabella read the sentence three times, hoping the words would somehow change.There is a reason Damien Blackwood must never discover who his father really was.Her father's handwriting was unmistakable. The sharp curves, the uneven spacing, and the small ink blot near the final word were exactly how she remembered them.But the meaning?That was something she couldn't understand.“Mr. Bennett, what does this mean?”The lawyer reached for his glasses and put them on with trembling fingers.“I don't know what your father intended by that sentence.”“Don't lie to me.”“Arabella—”“You recognized the photograph. You knew about the letter. And now you're telling me you have no idea what my father meant?”Mr. Bennett lowered his gaze.She stood, clutching the envelope against her chest.“I have spent years believing that my father's biggest mistake was trusting the wrong business partners. Yesterday, Damien told me my father destroyed his family. Today, someone is threatening me because I

Damien Blackwood had faced hostile takeovers, betrayal from business partners, and threats from men who believed money could buy them the right to challenge him.None of those things had ever made him look afraid.Until now.He stood beside the hospital bed, staring at the photograph in his hand. The woman beside Arabella's father was undeniably Victoria Blackwood. His aunt had the same sharp eyes, elegant features, and perfectly composed smile he remembered from childhood.But the baby in her arms changed everything.“Where did this come from?” he asked Mr. Bennett.The lawyer looked exhausted. “I don't know. It was included with the message sent to me this morning.”“You expect me to believe someone conveniently delivered a photograph that questions my parentage?”“I'm telling you what I know.”Damien's jaw tightened.Arabella watched him carefully. She had never seen him so unsettled. His usual arrogance had disappeared, replaced by an expression that seemed almost vulnerable.She

Arabella read the name again.EVELYN SINCLAIR.Her mother's name.For several seconds, she couldn't hear anything except the pounding of her own heart. The photograph in Damien's hand showed a woman standing outside a hospital nursery, her face partially hidden by the shadows. She wore a pale dress and held a newborn wrapped in a white blanket.Arabella recognized the delicate gold bracelet on the woman's wrist.She had seen it in an old family portrait.Her mother had worn that bracelet on the day she married her father.“Give me the photograph,” she whispered.Damien handed it over without a word.Arabella examined every detail, searching for something that would prove the image was fake. The woman had Evelyn's long hair, slender fingers, and familiar posture. Even the small scar near her wrist appeared identical to the one mentioned in an old family diary.But none of that explained why Victoria Blackwood had connected her mother to Damien's birth.“Your aunt said my mother gave bi