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Dear Mr. Billionaire, Our Marriage Is Just A Contract My husband is getting married
CHAPTER 53: MY HUSBAND IS GETTING MARRIED.RACHEL'S POVDinner is tense, but I don’t immediately understand why.I do understand that it might be because I am overthinking it but maybe this time around, I am not. The whole family is silent.My presence isn't even regarded.The large dining hall is filled with muted conversation, silverware clinking against porcelain, yet something feels... off. I study the family before me, observing the way they interact once in a while.Noah sits at the head of the table, quiet and unreadable as always, while an older woman—elegantly dressed, with a sharp gaze that misses nothing—watches me closely. I gulp...I guess I have been noticed. "And who might you be?" the woman finally asks, her voice smooth but edged with authority.I straighten slightly, setting down my fork. "I'm Mr Noah's assistant," I reply smoothly, casting a glance at Noah, who remains impassive. "What makes you think you have the right to sit at this table? You are just an ass
Huling Na-update : 2025-02-24Dear Mr. Billionaire, Our Marriage Is Just A Contract Dirty Family Secrets
CHAPTER 54: DIRTY FAMILY SECRETS RACHEL'S POVI wake up the next morning with a heavy heart, the weight of disappointment pressing down on me like a thick blanket. The first thing I notice is the emptiness around me—Noah didn’t come to visit. I had dragged myself to bed last night unwillingly while still hoping that maybe he would see to it that I deserved an explanation for what was happening.But I guess not. Not that I should be surprised. After all, it’s just a contract, I remind myself bitterly, staring up at the ceiling like it holds all the answers I’ve been too scared to face. That’s all this is. A transaction, an agreement. Nothing more.I sit up slowly, pulling my knees to my chest, and rest my chin on them. The silence in the room feels louder than any words Noah could have said to me. Maybe it’s time I started treating this for what it is—a business arrangement. No expectations. No emotions. And definitely no space for disappointment.I won’t let him disrespect me anym
Huling Na-update : 2025-02-24Dear Mr. Billionaire, Our Marriage Is Just A Contract Tempting Hug
CHAPTER 55: TEMPTING HUG.RACHEL'S POVI shouldn’t be staring, but I can’t help it. My eyes are glued to Noah and the girl who clings to him like her life depends on it. The more I watch them, the more it seems like my eyes are going to pop out of their sockets.Her hands rest possessively on his arm, her body angled toward him as if trying to drown out the rest of the world.And he just stands there, like it’s the most natural thing in the world. Like I don’t exist. Like he doesn't remember, he is legally owned by me... literally, but still! Respect! Where is it? The pit forming in my stomach twists tighter with every second I watch them together. I tell myself it doesn’t matter—this is all just a contract. Just a contract. But my heart? My heart refuses to listen to reason. That's what I hate the most. Before I can spiral too deep into my thoughts, Victoria’s overly sweet voice cuts through the tension like a sharp knife. "Oh, darling, it’s been far too long! How are you doi
Huling Na-update : 2025-02-24Dear Mr. Billionaire, Our Marriage Is Just A Contract Noah’s First Love
CHAPTER 56: NOAH'S FIRST LOVERACHEL'S POV.I trail behind Valentine, my steps slow and measured, like I’m walking through a dream I can’t wake up from. She moves ahead of me, graceful and confident, scanning the racks of luxury clothes like she owns the world. Her fingers skim over silk blouses, sequined dresses, and designer handbags—each one more expensive than the last.I watch her carefully pick a few outfits, her lips curling in approval as she adds them to her arm. Every movement is elegant and deliberate as if she was born for this life of wealth and privilege.I, on the other hand, feel like an outsider in every sense of the word. I clutch Noah’s debit card tightly in my hand, a reminder of my place here—an assistant on the outside looking in, pretending that this charade of a marriage doesn’t hurt more than it should.Valentine’s voice slices through the heavy silence, soft but clear. “So, Rachel… how’s married life treating you?”The question catches me off guard. I blink a
Huling Na-update : 2025-02-26Dear Mr. Billionaire, Our Marriage Is Just A Contract Final Betrayal
Chapter 57: Final Betrayal "Take a seat, Rachel," he ordered in a firm yet hushed voice. He pointed to the chair across from him without waiting for her to answer. His posture was poised as though this were just another day in his empire, and his hands were steepled in front of his face.After hesitating, Rachel sat with her thoughts racing. What had called her here? She had no idea how this meeting would impact things, but she could feel it. Only the occasional click of Cassian's pen against his desk broke the dense silence between them.It still felt like a test, but Cassian's voice shifted into a more conversational tone when he remarked, "You've done well to maintain your position with Noah." However, you must comprehend something crucial. This family is... complex.Rachel scrunched her brows. What was meant by that? She started to question, but Cassian's subsequent remarks interrupted her."Rachel, there are alliances here. You might not have suspected some of them. As if he had
Huling Na-update : 2025-03-05Dear Mr. Billionaire, Our Marriage Is Just A Contract Decision That Changes Everything.
CHAPTER 58: DECISION THAT CHANGES EVERYTHING.For so long, he had kept the truth from her, and now that she was standing before him, her heart and head were at odds."Why didn't you inform me?" Her pained voice was little more than a whisper. "Why don't you tell me anything?"Noah's ordinarily calm expression cracked for the first time as his eyes darkened. "I have to keep you safe, Rachel. You would be at even greater risk if you were fully informed.Shaking her head, she took a step back. Would you keep her safe? The idea hurt. Noah, I do not need protection. I require the truth.He grabbed and pulled her close as his fingers touched her wrist. His breath warm against her ear, he whispered to her, "I never wanted you involved in this world, not like this." But it's too late now. I can no longer assure you of your safety. You must decide whether to follow me, fight with me, or flee and protect yourself.He said something that made Rachel's breath catch. Preserve her. Was allegiance t
Huling Na-update : 2025-03-05Dear Mr. Billionaire, Our Marriage Is Just A Contract The War Within
Chapter 59: The War Within Rachel stands next to Noah, her body stiff with expectation and her pulse a consistent thump on her skin. The room seems stifling, its heavy silence engulfing her. Though she cannot afford to say them, her mind runs with questions, not yet."Are you quite sure about this?" Rachel's voice comes out less than expected, betraying the hesitation she is trying to keep secret. Her gaze darts across to Noah, looking for any hint of uncertainty.Noah avoids looking back at her. His attention is on the door ahead; its low creak fills the tense air between them. His voice is quiet yet determined as he responds. "We are without choice."Nothing about the woman entering the room matches Rachel's expectations. Tall and with dark, sharp eyes that sweep the room with deliberate accuracy, Isabel fills the room right away, as though she is used to calling attention. She doesn't grin, but as she looks at Rachel, her lips start to quiver upward." Rachel," Noah murmurs, his v
Huling Na-update : 2025-03-10Dear Mr. Billionaire, Our Marriage Is Just A Contract Price Of Freedom
Chapter 60 : Price of Freedom The sound of the explosion is so piercing and deafening that it causes Rachel's heart to rush into her chest. Heavy clumps of dust fall, and the ceiling trembles as the walls split. Her breath catches as she reflexively reaches out and grabs Noah's arm for support. Her fingers grip his sleeve, rooting her to the chaos.With a trembling voice, she asks, "What the hell just happened?"Noah's eyes widen in worry, his ordinarily stern face now tinged with fear, but Rachel can tell he isn't giving up by the fire behind his eyes. "They've made their move," he adds in a firm yet hushed voice. "It's now or never."Rachel scans her surroundings, still in shock. The world seems unsteady and whirling. She concentrates on comprehending what is going on. She looks at Benjamin, whose once-confident manner is now pale. Real panic replaces his previous swagger as he staggers back a step. "This wasn't supposed to happen," he murmurs. This was never part of the plan."Rac
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CHAPTER 85: RISING TENSION Noah's face looks drawn and tired as he walks into the living room, and Rachel can sense the irritation in his eyes. She knows the conversation is approaching even though they have dodged it for days. Indeed, neither of them is good, not yet.Noah replies, his voice laden with the unspoken thoughts between them, "We need to talk."Trying to calm her racing heart, Rachel inhales deeply. "Regarding what?"Rachel, about us. Regarding what's next. His eyes meet hers, begging for some response to help them make sense of the anarchy around them.Rachel bites hard. "I have no idea, Noah. I don't know whether I am capable of doing this.Noah approaches, his hand extended towards hers. "Do we have any option here? We have far to go, but I am not giving up on us right now.She jerks her hand back, the agony from the past several days rising. "It goes beyond just us, Noah." It is much more than that. The past, the falsehoods, resurfaced. I cannot simply let go.Noah's
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CHAPTER 81: THE TIPPING POINT "It's not just them," he says, his voice tense with something she cannot place. "That's someone within our circle."The words pierce Rachel like a dagger, more keen than she is ready for. Everything they have battled starts to fall apart right from its fundamental basis. She doesn't know who she should be trusting now. They have been fighting the Sinclair family for so long, trying to destroy their empire, but it is now abundantly evident that other people are also tugging the threads. Someone close to them has been planning from the inside, feeding the Sinclairs information, preparing them for failure.Noah's face is harsh and unreadable. The rock is usually consistent in this relationship, but his eyes show doubt tonight. He has never appeared more exposed. Rachel senses the gap separating them growing and the anxiety seeping into the fissures where their trust previously lived.Rachel continues, her voice almost above a whisper: "We have to find out w
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CHAPTER 79: SINISTER PLOT UNFOLDSNext to her, Noah's voice shakes. " Rachel, we have been pawns here. All this time. And we didn't see it till lately." His comments tether her to the reality of their circumstances and carry weight.Her heart thrashes in her throat. "We cannot turn away from this. We have to wrap up here. But today, we don't know who to trust."Every step they have taken and every strategy they have followed now seems contaminated. Rachel looks towards the darkening horizon, the cold reality sinking into her chest. Are the people they have worked with, the allies they believed they had, really allies or merely additional bits in Sinclair's game? Others are in on this as well.Noah closes his fists, and his wrath is apparent. "We have to call attention to them. Down the family, every last one of them." Frantic, with icy fingers, he grabs her hand. But these days, we cannot accomplish this by ourselves.The sound of tyres screaming breaks the silence—Rachel's gut jerks.
