All Chapters of Trapped with the billionaire : Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

EMILY’S POV "Tell me, what dream were you having?" Cade pressed, his eyes searching mine."It's not important, I don't remember it myself," I replied hastily, trying to brush it off."So, you calling my name in your dream means nothing?" Cade asked, a hint of hurt creeping into his voice.I hesitated, about to reveal more, when the door swung open. Stephanie walked in, carrying a bouquet of flowers. Her presence ignited a spark of anger within me.What was she doing here? Cade had been worried about me, yet he brought his mistress to the hospital?My gaze shifted to Cade, his expression anxious. Did he expect me to be okay with this?"Stephanie," I said coolly, trying to keep my emotions in check. "What brings you here?"Cade's eyes darted between us, sensing the tension. "I asked her to come," he said slowly. "I thought it would cheer you up.""How are you, Emily?" Stephanie asked, her voice dripping with insincerity. "When I heard from the nurse that you were awake, I just had to

FLASH BACK (TEN YEARS AGO)As they stepped out of the car, the warm sunlight cast long shadows across the mansion's facade, its stone walls and manicured lawns exuding an aura of luxury. But amidst the beauty, the girl's heart felt heavy, her thoughts consumed by the loss of her father."Where are we, Mom?" she asked, her voice laced with apprehension.Her mother, a woman in her fifties with a weary expression, stepped out of the car and helped her daughter follow."We're at your Uncle's house, sweetie," she explained. "Your father's brother. This island is called Cain Island."The girl's brow furrowed. "But why did we have to come here?"Her mother's eyes seemed to hold a mix of sadness and determination. "We have to, honey. We have nowhere else to go. Your father told me before...before he passed away, that if anything happened to him, we should come to his brother for help. He said Uncle would take care of us."The girl's gaze lingered on the photograph, her

EMILY’S POV "I was lost in the warmth of his embrace, my happiness radiating like a beacon. But the spell was broken when a sudden presence interrupted our intimate moment. I stepped back, releasing my grip on him, to find Isabel standing in the doorway. Her eyes flashed with anger, her face a mask of disapproval.'What is going on here?' Isabel demanded, her voice icy. 'And who are you?' She took a step closer, her gaze piercing.Cade's hand still rested on my arm, his touch a gentle reassurance. 'Isabel, calm down,' he soothed. 'Let me explain.'Isabel's eyes narrowed. 'Explain? You'll explain why you're holding some stranger in my house?' Her tone dripped with venom.The air was thick with tension as Isabel's anger clashed with Cade's composure. I felt like a pawn in their battle, unsure of the rules or the stakes."Isabel spat, her eyes blazing. "I have to deal with your wife's presence, and now her friends too?" She glared at us, her venomous gaze lingering.Cade's face darkened

FLASH BACK {TEN YEARS AGO} CADE’S POVI walked into the house, still reeling from the revelation about Emily's birthmark. But as I entered, I was met with a scene that made my heart skip a beat. My mom and stepdad were in the study, their voices raised in a heated argument.I'd never seen them fight before, and the intensity of their exchange made me feel uneasy. "Why won't you just stop with your accusations, you have no proof!" my stepdad yelled.My mom's response was laced with venom. "I do have proof, I do have proof, okay? And the more you deny it, the more I hate you for it!" She stormed out of the study, tears streaming down her face.I was taken aback by the severity of their argument. This was serious, I thought, as I rushed after my mom. She never cried, and for her to break down like this, it must be something huge.I found my mom in her room, her body shaking with sobs. I sat down beside her, and she turned to me, her eyes red-rimmed and fi

(PRESENT TIME) CADE’S POVThe memory of Racheal's fate still haunted me. I had heard she died, but I never had the courage to ask why or how. The guilt and shame of my actions had consumed me, making it impossible for me to face the truth.When my dad told me to leave the island for a while, I took the easy way out. I left to pursue my studies in the States, trying to escape the pain and the memories that lingered. But now, seeing that birthmark on Emily, it all came flooding back.A shiver ran down my spine as I stared at Emily, my mind racing with possibilities. Could it be? Was Emily somehow connected to Racheal? The birthmark seemed like more than just a coincidence. I felt a sudden urge to know more, to uncover the truth that I had been running from for so long.I stood in the doorway, my eyes fixed on my mom as she lounged on her bed, surrounded by the soft, nostalgic glow of candlelight. The sweet, melancholic melody of an old song filled the air, bu