All Chapters of THE UNVEILED CONTRACT: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

Alexandra’s POV Adrian and I spent our first day as a married couple at the hotel suite. We lounged around in silence. A comfortable one. When it was late at night, bed time, I finally dragged my lazy limbs towards the bedroom. Adrian followed behind me. I stopped. He stopped. I gave him a judgmental look. He raised a questioning brow in response. “What’re you doing?” I asked. Folding my arms. “Going to bed.” He replied flatly. “Where?” I squinted at him. “There.” He pointed towards the bedroom with a matter-of-fact look. “No, you’re not.” I deadpanned. Although we slept together last night, I wasn’t going to let it happen again. “And why not?” “Because I’m sleeping there.” “Darling, the bed is very big. It will fitu Adrian, but I wasn’t convinced. “But still, I do not feel comfort-“ I hadn’t even finished my sentence before Adrian walked past me and into the room. “Hey!” I walked after him. “We’re going on a honeymoon soon, we’re going to have to get used to sleeping to

Adrian’s POVI have been happy lately. My days, as of date, seemed much better as they filled me with happiness and anticipation.Happiness from previous event’s. Anticipation for new happy situations.Alexandra wasn’t exactly affectionate. If anything she was the opposite, she did not want a bit of affection from me. She would flare up whenever I teased her, adorable.She had a weird sense of entitlement. I did the cooking at home. She went along with it and made weird demands for dinner. Sometimes she didn’t care and her only requirements were that…….I keep my caviar away from her sight. She loved to repeatedly draw attention to my taste. Ordinarily, I would not allow anyone to make fun of it like that. But I really could not bear to be angry at her.At night we cuddled, although she wouldn’t admit it, she liked them. I had a very shy wife. She would cover up her embarrassment by changing the topic or ignoring me. Lately I have been trying to shorten the distance between us with my

Adrian’s POV“It is not as serious as it looks. There are bruises on both her wrist and ankles. So she was most likely tied up. And a laceration on her back, which caused the bleeding. It might leave a scar but not too ghastly. She lost a bit of blood but not too much to make her anemic. With a few weeks of rest, she’ll be fine.” The doctor said while flipping through the medical records in his hand. He quirked his glasses as he gave an analysis. He glanced at me for a moment. I sat on a chair which was placed beside the hospital bed of the private room. “If she is fine, why hasn’t she woke up yet? You did a brain scan, right? And it turned up clean? So what’s the problem?” I asked grimly. I still could not get the idea out of my head. I stared at my still trembling hands. My hands trembled as I rushed to raise Alexandra into my arms when I saw her bleeding, passed out on the bed. They trembled then and they never stopped. My mind was in shambles. I constantly wondered what I had d

Alexandra’s P.O.VAdrian stared at me for a while, as if he couldn’t understand what I was saying. He looked back at the doctor that just came in and asked him: “Are you sure the brain scan came out normal?”I frowned. The doctor nodded before coming up to me to give me a basic check up. After the check up, he left.“So you are fine. Well, at least, mentally there is nothing wrong. Or is it because you just woke up from a coma?” Adrian asked me immediately and the doctor stepped out.“No. Nothing is wrong with me.” My voice was hoarse, Adrian handed me a glass of water. I chugged it down.“Then? Why did you suddenly bring up a divorce? Regardless of the reason, you can’t. You are in this till the day we die, or, well I die but you get the point? We can’t get a divorce.” He said sternly. I figured.I remained silent for a bit. Adrian calmly waited for me to speak. But when I finally spoke our worlds collided.“What happened to you?-”“What happened while I was out?-“We stared at eac

Adrian’s POVMy wife seemed to believe that I was a good person. Why did I think so? Because she obviously seemed to think I was not capable of playing rough.Alexandra was hurt. I was angry about it. I needed a place to direct my anger. Someone hurt my wife, they needed to be punished. A name finally appeared.Macmillan. Katrina’s father. Alexandra’s best friend’s father. It didn’t matter who it was. He had hurt the wrong person.Alexandra denied it. She was hiding something from me again and this time it seemed she was more scared than unwilling to tell me. Someone had threatened her. That made me even more angry. Alexandra probably already knew who was behind all of this but she would not tell me. No problem then. I would fish the person out.“Sir, it’s time. Everything has been prepared.” My assistant whispered to me after he quietly sneaked into the room. Alexandra was sleeping.I nodded and waved him off.I rose from my seat and approached Alexandra’s sleeping figure. I adjusted