All Chapters of The Wild Billionaire's Destiny: Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

DESTINYDr. Levi's warm smile reassured us as he delivered the news. "Mrs. Barrington, your baby is fine, with a healthy heartbeat and growing nicely." His gaze shifted to James. "But the two of you..." He shook his head, concern etched on his face. "I will have to involve the police. Maybe a social worker as well."James nodded, determination in his eyes. "Do what you must, Dr. Levi. I have to speak to Inspector Gordon regarding my wife's kidnapping."Dr. Levi's frown deepened as he glanced at our bruised bodies. "Is it relevant to this?" he asked, motioning to our injuries."James, are you sure?" Anxiety clenched my chest, the weight of potential consequences weighing heavily. This could cause a rift between him and his family, not to mention the trouble he'd face with the police. And the media attention... it could turn into a circus.He squeezed my hand reassuringly. "I've never been more convinced, Sugar. This must end."After the constable arrived to take our statements, we left

DESTINYThis has been the scariest day of my life, even more terrifying than the moment I believed I would meet my end at the hands of my kidnapper. But, after a few tense hours filled with the scent of disinfectant and the constant beeping of machines, the doctor delivered the news that everything was fine. I just needed to rest in bed and try not to stress. Of course, that was easier said than done."You should go home, James," I told him softly, as he sat by my bedside, his hand holding mine. "You look absolutely exhausted."He managed a faint grin, but it did little to hide the evidence of his own ordeal. His face bore green and purple bruises around his right eye and cheekbone, and deep lines etched themselves around his mouth, a testament to what he’d been through."I'm fine now. You gave me quite a scare, Sugar. I don't think I could handle any more," he replied, his voice filled with relief. "I'll leave soon, but I'll be back tonight. I can't bear the thought of leaving you he

DESTINY"Is she really dead?" I asked the nurse, my voice trembling, as she deftly adjusted the monitors, the soft beeping filling the sterile air. The fluorescent lights above cast an eerie glow on the scene, amplifying my sense of dread. I desperately wanted to wake up from this living nightmare. Thoughts of James consumed my mind - he had saved me, and now he needed saving. I had to escape this suffocating hospital and convince the inspector not to charge him. If it weren't for him, she would have succeeded in ending my life."Mrs. Barrington, please try to relax," the nurse urged, her voice calm but filled with concern. "Your blood pressure is dangerously high." She skillfully evaded my question, her eyes darting between the monitors and me. I watched as she prepared a syringe, the metallic glint reflecting the harsh lighting.My heart raced, and panic gripped me. "No, no!" I pleaded, my voice bordering on hysteria. "What if they come back? What if they finish the job?" The fear i

JAMESAs soon as Ronan opened the door, I brushed past him, my eyes searching frantically for Destiny. Relief flooded through my bones when I saw her sitting on his couch. Her body was as tense as a coiled spring and her face etched with worry.“Why aren’t you at home? I was worried sick.” I blurted out, my words filled with frustration. The silence was deafening, only broken by the distant hum of passing cars outside. I noticed Destiny's phone lying on the glass coffee table, its screen dark and lifeless. "Your phone goes straight to voicemail, Destiny. What the fuck?" Picking up the cellphone, I threw it on the couch next to her.Ronan's hand landed heavily on my shoulder, his touch grounding me momentarily. "Calm down, Jimmy," he urged, his voice low with a warning tone."Don't you tell me to calm down, Ronan. What the hell was I supposed to think?" I seethed, my anger boiling over. I couldn't bear the thought of Destiny running to Ronan the moment I was out of the picture.Destiny

JAMESI tossed and turned in bed, unable to find sleep. The events of the past weeks consumed my mind, replaying them over and over. Leaving Destiny to sleep undisturbed , I ventured out onto the porch. The cool night air caressed my skin as I searched for my hidden stash of cigarettes. Finally finding them, I lit one and took a few drags. However, the taste made me feel nauseous, prompting me to stub it out in a nearby flowerpot. Even the simple pleasure of smoking had been tainted. What had become of me?A part of me longed to confront Ronan and force the truth from him. But deep down, I knew that once I started, I might never stop. It was a painful realization that even the person I trusted most, besides Destiny, could cause me such hurt. The night was frosty; the wind attempting to whisk me away from my spot by the pool, but I paid it little attention. I dipped my feet into the heated water, watching as steam rose from its surface. To distract myself and exhaust my mind, I strippe