All Chapters of His Contracted Bedspacer (The Heir 1): Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

"Just be quiet because mommy is sleeping," Alexus reminded his son when he touched the doorknob of the bedroom in the cottage he and his wife were occupying. Although he doubted if Rafaella was awake after the interlude, they shared. But he could not say no to his son. He just let him take a peek at his mother.His son moved his head up and down in agreement. And he pushed the door to surprise Rafaella, but he was shocked to find his wife on the floor—blood covered her head."Mommy...Mommy...!" Joshua screamed when he saw his mother lying on the floor with her face down. Her eyes were closed, and blood was running down her face. Blood seemed to spurt everywhere nearby her.No! That's the dumb cry of his brain. Rafaella… No!Alexus dropped to his knees with his hand still on his son. Shocked, and no words escaped his lips. He immediately broke into a cold sweat and felt both faint and sick to his stomach. He took a deep breath and tried to steady himself. When he could, he grabbed his

Alexus spotted Gwen walking towards him as he was about to enter the room where his wife was confined. He stopped and waited for the secret agent woman."I'm glad I got you before you went in," Gwen remarked. "We need to talk, Alexus.""Can't that wait?" He asked. He wanted to tell the woman he was eager to see his wife."No," she declared. "It's important to know first before you see her.""Alright. What about?" He asked, studying the woman's face. "Something happened here?""No, nothing like that. Your wife's memory is back…."Alexus hesitated. "Are you sure about that?""Yeah, I just talked with her physician. And it was confirmed."Alexus couldn't help but take a deep breath. "Thank you for telling me beforehand. That's a big help. Anything else?" He asked when he noticed that the woman was looking at him."Can we sit down?" Gwen asked. She started to walk when Alexus nodded. She occupied the long bench and sat down first. She waited for Alexus to sit next to her. "The doctor expl

For some reason, he felt like sweat trickled from his forehead. He peered from around the hallway as he spotted Timothy walking towards him. "What's up? Were you able to find out if she would be released today?" Alexus asked while trying to calm himself. "Yeah. Done," Timothy replied. "Why do you look agitated?" Alexus let go a deep sigh, and he shook his head incredulously. "It's my wife giving me this panic attack. I always thought she was calm and always cautious. But not this version of Rafaella that's worried me like hell." Alexus released a profound sigh after telling Timothy about his wife's plan. "Don't take it in a hard way," Timothy remarked. "She has the reason to consider it in her way. She must feel at the edge of what happened to her and realize that the only way to finish the issue is to face it rather than be cautious in the corner." "I know, but it's too dangerous what she was planning to do," Alexus said, somewhat upset. "Just put yourself in her situation. How

Rafaella felt relieved after a long soak in the shower as she thought about the issue of her married life. If she was honest with herself, she knew she didn't know what to do now that she and Alexus were alone in the main bedroom. So, she came out of the bathroom while patting her chest. Alexus was leaning against the bed's headboard with the laptop on his lap. It was the first time she saw him wearing reading glasses. The aura on his face looks serious. Maybe the man felt his eyes on her, so he raised his head. Their eyes met momentarily before he wandered over to her outfit, a pair of dark silk blue pajamas. Her face warmed when she noticed his eyes resting on her chest. "Can you not look at me like that," she scolded, pulling the bath towel around her head so it won't reach the water on her head with a bandage. The smiles that appeared on Alexus' lips. "Come here, Rafa..." he said, patting the side of the bed. "Why?" She asked as she approached the bed. She sat down, and the tw

Alexus looked at him. He was looking over his profile. The older man was busy formulating ideas. Then Mr. Jones returned to the table once more while still standing. He waited for the older man to speak as he lifted both hands to the table."I'm not as heartless as their father, but even if I squeeze my brain at these times, I can't think of a way to solve the problem I'm currently facing. I now recognized what a huge error I had made. When I accept that course of action, I depend on material things. If she marries him, their lives will be happy and content. So tell me, how can I escape this predicament? Nothing at all." While looking at Rafaella's father, Alexus's emotions were torn between sympathy and wrath, but he was also considering ways to save the older man and his daughter. "Yeah, I admit it. I made a terrible mistake, and I did it because I was fixated on gambling. But the truth is, I am too weak to get out of it." "However, Mr. Jones, do you understand the implications o