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The Billionaire’s Fragile Bride 45. TALENTS
Pizza was disastrous. Roast chicken was not appropriately seasoned. Macaroni and Cheese turned out to be entirely different from how it should be, and now, the Stir-Fried rice Orla served on the plate in front of Callan looked like a death warrant.After two weeks of taking cooking lessons from Callan and she was still this horrible, Callan was convinced that cooking was not her thing and she might never be good at it.He had taken out time to coach her after office work everyday, and sometimes when he worked from home, they spent most of the hours of the day in the kitchen, but she always prepared poison whenever he left her to practice.Batting her long eyelashes, she adjusted the apron around her neck and smiled mischievously. She wasn't doing this intentionally, she was trying to make his efforts and hers count, but the food kept coming out badly."I dedicated more time to this. You should try it out.""Orla, sit." Motioning to the chair next to him, he outstretched his hand towa
The Billionaire’s Fragile Bride 46. YOUR THOUGHTS
"Now I see—" she curtailed her steps, her eyes disdainfully flickering between Callan and Orla. "the reason you've decided to waste your life away—" With arms akimbo, she stood in front of them. "Mom," things were sour between them the last time he visited for the annual family meeting. After that, he had knowingly avoided her for weeks and seeing her in his house without prior notice was startling. Elizabeth rarely visited him in the house, he'd rather go to hers. Flouting Orla's presence after the glance, Elizabeth turned to her son. "It's because of this piece of—" "Stop right there, Mom!" Callan held out a hand to hush his mother. His eyes were glinting with irritation, and his body shuddered. He could take this in the past, but not anymore. Anyone who disrespected his wife was now his prey and he'd mercilessly trample on them. Elizabeth scoffed, clasping her hands in concussion. Her son never shut her up in the middle of a sentence. What was with this new Callan? "Don't ta
The Billionaire’s Fragile Bride 47. MAKE LOVE TO ME 1
"Ca-ll-an." She suddenly kept quiet, tamping down the words, feeling zero need to air what was on her mind."What's on your mind, Orla?" Her dingy countenance and quavering voice gave her away. Callan easily sensed that something wasn't right.Sliding next to her where she leaned against the handrails outside their bedroom. Her eyes were on the blue waters that inundated the swimming pool. She was besotted with the sight. "Callan," she called again when she felt his presence. "This whole thing," she motioned between them and sighed. "Maybe it's not meant to be. Your mother doesn't like me. Everyone hates me, I don't know. I feel you'd get tired too. Maybe I just don't belong anywhere around here..""Why do you think so?" His baritone voice was muffled, his face feral. Orla detected fervour as he stared daggers into her eyes. "I have promised you that I won't let go. Don't you believe my words?"Cupping her face with his large hands, he looked at her calmly."I have no assurance that
The Billionaire’s Fragile Bride 48. MAKE LOVE TO ME 2
"What do you want?" Two fingers turned into three, thoroughly stretching her slimy opening. "Fuck, this skirt." He yanked down the skirt in a swift movement and her full cunt was on display.The pink flesh calling out to his hardened member, he wanted her already."This thing, Callan." The stretching sound of his fingers around her wet folds drove her to the edge. She bit her lips, her eyes pleading for Callan's mercy. "Please, don't stop. This is too much."He smiled, fully aware that he was dominating and driving her crazy, but he didn't stop."You're close, aren't you?" He stared at the fluid that smeared his fingers.She nodded, coming undone. Her fluid stained his fingers. He licked it up and lowered his head to kiss her lips."That was so fast, Orla.""What you were doing was too much. I couldn't help it." She was unsatisfied, the fire still burned within her body. She hadn't gotten what she wanted from Callan. "But I want more," she admitted shyly."I know you do and I know wha
The Billionaire’s Fragile Bride 49. YOU ARE NEEDED
"What's happening?" Orla followed Rosa's guide into the garage. She cast a glance at her and shook her head. She was not having this nonsense. "Rosa! Don't look at me like that! You barged in and walked me out of the house like I had stolen or done something wrong. Now I am asking what's wrong, but you don't have a response to give?" Stalling her steps, she looked between Rosa and David, unyielding to David's eyes pleading for her to hop into the car. She turned back to face Rosa. "That's it. I do not have a response to give to you. Don't you get it?" Rosa's irritation was apparent in the rough tone she used on Orla. "I know we've never been friends and we will never be. But I must know what's going on before I follow you out of here. I demand a response." Rosa absentmindedly smoothened her wrinkled forehead, her eyes flickering around the fleet of cars that were neatly aligned and draped with white and black polyester cotton in the garage. She didn't know why she was doing this to
The Billionaire’s Fragile Bride 50. MORE THAN ENOUGH 1
Sophia was the first person Orla spotted as soon as she arrived with David and Rosa. Terror seized her chest as she scoured the place for just one person. Callan. Sophia hadn't caught sight of them yet, her phone was pressed to her ear, her left side resting on her BMW X7. A pair of dark sunglasses shielded her face, but Orla didn't even have to face her sisters' faces before she knew who was who. "We are here," David declared, relieved. He put the car to a halt, turning around to look at Orla. "Where is this and why is Sophia here?" She directed her questions to no one in particular. Rosa got down from the car, followed by Orla before David joined them. The place was strange to her. A skyscraper at a tropical resort, one she had never been to. She looked around, surveying the tranquillity of the environment. It wasn't a perilous place as she had envisioned. So she relaxed her nerves, hoping to see her husband in a safe place. "Where is Callan?" She asked, now turning to Da
The Billionaire’s Fragile Bride 51. MORE THAN ENOUGH 2
"Let's see." Orla left his side to join them at the table. She pulled out a chair, sat on it and waited for her husband to fill the empty chair that was beside her. "I am glad you are fine. You got me so bad, Callan."Rosa stared apologetically at Orla. She glimpsed her gaze and quickly understood that she acted that way because she was following the script. But still, she was curious to know what she told Callan about her if there was any."Our job is done here, Sir." David stood to his feet, shooting a smile at Orla. "You should drive Rosa back to the penthouse. I will see you two later. Thanks for today." Callan told David."Sir," Rosa stood after David. "I just got a report from the company—" She froze on the spot when Callan threw a hand at her. "I told you that I will not be working today. Today is my wife's birthday. Handle whatever that's there to be handled. I will attend to all pending deals when I am over this." He jiggled his fingers in front of her, telling them off.A
The Billionaire’s Fragile Bride 52. LET ME TAKE CARE OF YOU
The ambience of the hallway in the penthouse was resplendent. The kind that enveloped you with coziness, making it impossible to sever yourself from the warmth.The long corridors were demarcated by flush doors erected a few inches away from each other, on both sides of the hallway.The Interscope interior decoration on the wall highlighted the room in its full glory and form.Orla shrouded her shocked expression from Callan. She shouldn't expect any less from a five-star hotel. She looked down at her fingers that were protectively interlocked with Callan's, and a smile parted her lips into two. She had never felt so safe.She swirled her head, her loud giggles piercing her husband's ears as she walked closely beside him.Callan's lips twitched in a small smile. Her company was one thing he'd never joke with. Even the littlest things about her were consequential to him, he loved them and wanted to know every detail about his wife. She completed him so well."Did you book a room for us
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The Billionaire’s Fragile Bride 77. DADDY, MOMMY IS NOT A BABY. (THE END)
Arnold Sullivan brought his car to a halt as soon as he arrived at the grand Barlowe mansion. He lingered in the driver's seat, his fingers tapping nervously on the steering wheel, his mind drifting back to the days before Orla's misfortunes began. Orla had been a sweetheart, always cheerful and kind-hearted, and he had loved her and Isla deeply. Arnold replayed countless memories, trying to pinpoint the moment when everything changed, when his trust faltered, and he was quick to judge Orla without giving her a fair chance. The weight of guilt bore down on him like a heavy cloak; he had wronged her in ways that gnawed at his conscience.And he wasn’t certain there would be a chance for reconciliation. Orla allowed him to be close to his grandchildren, but she didn’t give him the chance to be close to her again.He was still lost in thought when he spotted the nanny approaching with the twins. They wiggled their heads, clearly excited to see what he had brought for them. Arnold smiled
The Billionaire’s Fragile Bride 76. PROUD MOMENTS 2
"Oh, this is amazing. So amazing. Never thought I would be doing this today." Callan's smile widened, his eyes drifting over the eager crowd, their faces alight with anticipation as they awaited the announcement. The buzz of their excitement filled the air, amplifying the significance of the moment. Callan's heart pounded with pride and love as he stepped forward, the spotlight warm on his face."The award for the architect with the most outstanding design this year goes to the woman of my dreams," he began, his voice strong and clear. "The woman who made me believe in love, my woman, the essence of my life." He paused, savoring the crescendo of emotions surging through him. "Orla Barlowe, my wife, the beautiful mother of our beautiful children.”The crowd erupted into applause, the sound like a wave crashing over him. Callan's gaze found Orla, standing at the edge of the stage, her eyes shining with disbelief and joy. "Please, let’s give her a round of applause as she rocks the sta
The Billionaire’s Fragile Bride 75. PROUD MOMENTS 1
Four years later,“Isla and Leor, you two need to stay put. Daddy will be here soon," Isla cautioned her rambunctious twins. They had been darting around the hall ever since they arrived at the event that evening. A pang of regret almost hit her for bringing them along, but with their nanny having left two days ago, she had no other choice. "Please, you two, listen to me," she pleaded, her voice rising as she saw Isla making a beeline for the podium again. Isla, the more mischievous of the twins, was always leading her brother into some new escapade."Mommy, I want the shimmers," Isla insisted, crossing her arms and sitting beside her mother, tears glistening in her large hazel eyes. An idea suddenly brightened her expression, and she hastily wiped away her tears. "Daddy will get it for me. I'll tell Daddy to get me the shimmers," she declared, a broad smile spreading across her face as she swung her legs excitedly against the chair.“Me too, I want the shimmers.” Leor chirped in with
The Billionaire’s Fragile Bride 74. LEOR AND ISLA
The tears that welled up in his eyes cascaded down his cheeks before he realized it. Callan had been gazing at Orla for five minutes, and he had yet to decide on what to do.Her radiant smile, the soft cries of their newborn twins—one embraced by the doctor, the other nestled protectively in Orla's grip, like she didn't want to ever let go—softened his heart.Orla looked at him, her smile inciting him to come forward, and without hesitation, he stepped closer."Congratulations, Mr. Barlowe," the doctor beamed, passing the baby into his waiting arms. "He looks so much like you, and the girl too.""They are so cute, but it's so sad they look exactly like you after ten months of carrying them," Orla remarked, her gaze fixed on her baby girl. "She's so cute."Callan sat next to her, his baby in his hand. "They are so beautiful. So beautiful I don't know what to say now."Orla noticed tears welling in his eyes for the second time that day. She had shed her tears upon seeing their twins for
The Billionaire’s Fragile Bride 73. THEY ARE HERE
The portable garden, the flowers, and the blue and pink wall decorations were all aesthetically giving a vibe. Gender reveals vibes. Orla scowled. They agreed not to do a gender reveal for their twins, but it seemed like Callan had deceived her. "Callan," she whispered, clutching his hands. She recognized a few people as she walked down with her husband. Rosa was present, it'd been a while since she saw her. Liam was there too, his arms wrapped around Rosa's waist. Orla smiled, wondering if they were a thing. Elizabeth was there, she had made up with Callan and Orla, and she'd been the best mother-in-law to her. Her sisters who weren't in jail were present, but Orla chose to keep to herself. She still didn't understand what was going on. The sheepish smile on Callan's face made it very impossible for her to even guess what was going on around her. "Callan, what's happening here?" She asked, but he didn't give a response. He was satisfied that he was able to bring her out of the ho
The Billionaire’s Fragile Bride 72. LET SINNERS PAY FOR THEIR SINS
They were on the news again.Their pretty faces were displayed on the hundred inch Laser TV in the living room.Orla watched her helpless sisters, all in cuffs.They were on the news as always, but this time, it was for something inimical. She watched them with bleary eyes, wishing they had never trodden that path that almost crumbled her life for years.Now, they were everywhere, wallowing in shame as lights from a hundred cameras flashed on their faces, capturing them to display to the world that they killed their sister and mother.Three Daughters of Arnold Sullivan Are Murderers. The news headline was displeasing, not anything that Arnold would ever be proud of. All he had worked for all his life was about to collapse because of the scandal. But he started it, he charged them to court. He must have thought of it and was ready to lose everything before thinking that sending his daughters to jail was the best decision to make."What's the final judgment?" Orla asked Callan. She ha
The Billionaire’s Fragile Bride 71. DOUBLE JOY
Five Months LaterEmotionally, things had gotten a lot better with Orla. Though she was still trying to let her mind off the pain her family had caused her, she didn't let her feelings override her anymore.She hadn't forgiven her sisters, especially now that Arnold had decided to sue the three sisters who were involved in the death cases.She had no idea why he was doing that now, but no matter what he did, she knew things would never be right between them. She had ignored several calls for him to see her. There was no point in doing that after all these years. He made it clear to her that he'd forever hate her, Orla wanted it that way—for him to forever loathe her. There was no point in patching things up because there were no pieces to pick up. He had shattered everything a long time ago.She was dabbing her face with the small foam, getting ready for the visit to the hospital that morning.Her baby bump was already visible now, and she and Callan had to get acquainted with some n
The Billionaire’s Fragile Bride 70. I LOVE YOU
When they settled in the car, Orla burst into intractable loud sobs. "How can anyone be so wicked, Callan? How can Mia be so wicked?"For a minute, Callan got drowned in the sea of thoughts. He wondered what would have happened if he had listened to his mother, and chose Mia that day they visited Arnold Sullivan's mansion. This day would never come up, Orla would never be vindicated, she would still live in distress, and he just knew he would never love Mia as much as he loved Orla.Relief washed through him for his choice. No one would have been better."How do you feel?" He asked her, taking her hands in his. A habit he was now used to and didn't want to ever stop."I don't know what and how to feel, Callan. I don't want to be a part of that family anymore." She shook her head, dejected. "They made me believe I was a murderer all along. How could they be so wicked to gaslight a young girl into believing that she killed her sister? Just how?""Don't get yourself worked up. I have al
The Billionaire’s Fragile Bride 69. THE CONFESSION
Sophia's eyes roved the living room until they finally settled on Orla. "Dad," her voice cracked. "Speak up, Sophia!" Arnold ordered, his tone brusque. "Mia did," she glimpsed the tremor that smacked everyone, and she wasn't too surprised. She anticipated that. "Mia was the only one with Isla that afternoon, and she was the one who told us to change the narrative." Arnold scoffed, "Nonsense," Orla soldered where she was seated. She knew Mia hated her so much, but she never thought that she would do something like that. "Sick! You're Insane, Sophia! What evidence do you have against me? How dare you accuse me of killing my sister?" Mia flared up, her eyes simmering with rage. She rushed towards Sophia ready to hit her, but Emma went after her, dissuading her. "I was there too. I am the evidence that we all need, Mia. I was there with Sophia that day, you cajoled us into lying about the whole thing, and we did because we wanted to obey you. Their other sisters remained in their s
