Contract Marriage With The Cold Hearted Billionaire

"Miss Evelyn? Did you hear a word I just said?" Dr. Patel's voice cut through the haze of Evelyn's thoughts.Evelyn's eyes snapped back into focus, her fingers unconsciously twisting the frayed edge of her jacket. "Yes, I... I heard. Could you run that by me one more time?"Dr. Patel leaned forward, his hands clasped on the desk. "We need to discuss Jake's treatment for his Systemic Lupus Erythematosus. If we don't act soon, I'm afraid his condition could deteriorate rapidly. We need to raise more funds for the next phase of treatment."Evelyn's stomach dropped, her mind racing. "More money? But I've already..." She trailed off, the weight of her brother's illness pressing down on her shoulders.Ever since the accident that had stolen their parents, Evelyn had become Jake's whole world - sister, caretaker, and provider rolled into one. She'd juggled jobs, from cleaning houses to waitressing. Now, she spent her nights slinging drinks at a bar, all to keep Jake's medical bills at bay. I

Evelyn burst through the hospital doors, her heart pounding in her chest. The call she'd received moments ago echoed in her mind - Jake's condition had worsened, and the bills were now urgently due. She rushed to the doctor's office, her mind reeling."How is this possible?" Evelyn gasped, gripping the back of a chair for support. "You said his condition was stable!"Dr. Patel barely looked up from his computer screen. "I told you his condition could worsen at any time. This isn't something we can control."Evelyn's voice cracked. "Please, just give me more time. I can find the money, I swear.""Time?" Dr. Patel scoffed, finally meeting her gaze. "Your brother doesn't have time. Either you produce the funds, or we'll have to consider other options."Evelyn's world tilted. She'd lost her job, and now Jake's life hung in the balance. "Can I at least see him?" she pleaded."No," Dr. Patel said flatly, turning back to his computer. "Not until the financial situation is resolved."Desperat

"What? Twenty million dollars and Jake's treatment? What are you waiting for?" Mia's eyes widened as she paced around Evelyn's small living room, her designer heels clicking against the floor.Evelyn sat slumped on the couch, her head in her hands. She had just finished recounting the events of the previous day, and the weight of Ethan Maverick's offer hung heavy in the air. She looked up at her friend, exhaustion written across her face. "I'll never marry someone who thinks the world revolves around him. The man's ego is bigger than his bank account."Mia stopped pacing and turned to face Evelyn, her hands on her hips. "But it's fake, Evie. A contract. It's not like you have to actually fall in love with the guy."Evelyn stood up, her voice rising with frustration. "It's not about love, Mia. It's about dignity. I won't sell myself cheap, not even for twenty million.""Cheap?" Mia scoffed, picking up a framed photo of Jake from the coffee table. "Twenty million is hardly cheap. And wh