All Chapters of Sold To The Heartless Billionaire: Chapter 101 - Chapter 110

WHEN MICHELLE stepped out of his hotel suite, Ethan seemed to have already lost his mind and threw the wine glass off the wall, and its loud cracking sound echoed in the four-corner room.Rage and disappointment were the only emotions he could feel at the time. Just when he thought his wife would confess to hiding their child and allow him to claim his rights as a father, Michelle dismayed him once again. Worse, she was planning to file for divorce!Wasn’t she even considering Marsha’s welfare? Why did she have to be selfish? Those were the questions he wished he could answer, but he only ended up cursing so loudly in frustration. If only he could read what was in her head so he would know what she had been planning all this time...Michelle’s face as she cried flashed across his mind.He couldn’t figure out why guilt washed over him afterwards. After a minute of contemplation, he wanted to follow Michelle and apologize. However, he stopped in the doorway when his phone rang.It was t

A HEAVY silence descended over the living room. Ethan exhaled as his eyes surveyed the house, as if he wanted to find something wrong and scold her afterwards. That was how Michelle felt as she slowly leaned her back against the countertop table, embracing herself while giving him a careful glance.A rhetorical question popped in her head—one that had been bothering her all night and kept her awake. How did Ethan find out that Marsha was his daughter?Ethan’s eyes landed on the portraits displayed on the TV cabinet. Those were the portraits of Marsha when she was still a newborn, when she turned one year old, and their photo that was taken in the flower shop—Marsha’s hands were full of soil, her hair was frantically a mess, yet her daughter looked beautiful as she smiled widely on the camera.Michelle saw how Ethan’s attention got focused on those portraits. Waves of guilt and fear engulfed her chest. She could see it from the corner of his marble gray eyes. He adored Marsha. That sta

THE WEATHER wasn’t good that day. It was pouring rain, and the cold wind brushed against her skin, making her feel even more nervous. Michelle got out of the car and looked at the five-star hotel in front of her. She swallowed the fear inside her throat.This was the day Marsha would meet her father. Michelle had no words to describe how she felt at the moment. Bullet sweat dripped on her back as she tried to collect her thoughts. She didn’t know how she would introduce Ethan to Marsha, and because of that, her body tensed, as if she was standing in the courtroom waiting to be judged for her mistakes."Wow!" Marsha shrieked in glee when she got out of the car. Her gray eyes twinkled as she looked at the towering hotel. "We’re going to meet Daddy here, mommy?""Yes," Michelle answered before clearing her throat. "Let’s get in, sweetheart."She held Marsha’s hand, but her daughter tugged at the hem of her white skirt, making her look down at her curiously."How do I look, mommy? Do you

HOURS before they left Milan for good, Michelle visited the flower shop for the last time.There was no doubt that Milan had become her second home. It was the place where she had to pick herself up from the depths of pain that consumed her and became her safest haven, where she didn’t have to pretend; to do something she didn’t like. To summarize it all, it was one blissful phase of life with Marsha.But now, everything would change. Ethan Steinfield, her contract husband, wanted to be part of her daughter’s life. Despite the conflict between them and the man’s threatening words, she’d give him a chance to become a father to Marsha. It was the right thing to do. After all, her daughter deserved to be happy."Are you really sure you want to do this, Signora?" Jose asked her as she visited him in the restaurant.Her Italian friend, who had become her shoulder for the past few years, stared at her with the utmost concern. They were on the balcony of the restaurant, with their coffees, a

ASHAMED, Michelle went out of the restroom with her face reddening. A flight attendant walked past her with a smile, and she couldn’t help but wonder if the woman heard them doing something inside the restroom.She was aware that she made loud moans. It had been a long while since the last time she had sex, and so she had gone wild for a brief moment.Going back to her seat, her eyes landed in Ethan’s direction, who went back to reading the newspaper as if nothing had happened between them. The way he acted like it didn’t bother him made her feel like a total slut.She shifted her gaze when he glanced over in her direction. Looking at the window next to her, she winced at the sting of pain inside her chest.Hell, I should’ve never done that, she thought, regretting the fact that she gave in to her lust that led them to have sex on the plane. Now, the air between them had just gotten more awkward, and she didn’t know if she could still stare at him without being ashamed.After a long f