Semua Bab Billionaire's Perfect Bride : Bab 61 - Bab 70

I glanced down at my phone, ignoring Sarah's text messages as I walked into my house. Ever since I asked her to leave, she had been texting me incessantly, wanting to see me and talk things through. I supposed she had finally realized that things truly were over between me and her.I wondered what she was thinking, Did she truly believe nothing would change between us, even though I married Elena? I wouldn't put it past her. She had always been self-centered, but I just never realized it before. Or perhaps I did, but I just chose to ignore it.I paused in the doorway to the living room, my gaze dropping to Elena. She was sitting up on the sofa with her tablet perched on her knee, scribbling something that I was sure was nothing short of magical.Fuck. She looked fucking beautiful, and those nightgowns she loved to wear were pure torture. She was wearing a red one tonight, and it contrasted with her skin beautifully.There was something in her eyes when she told me that she never even

I leaned back in my chair and smiled to myself as I recalled back to Elena's sleepy smile as I left her in bed this morning. She looked so beautiful and satiated. I would never get enough of that smile. I was pretty sure it was seared in my mind for the rest of our lives. I was going to make it my personal mission to replicate that smile every single day from now on, starting right now.I grabbed my phone with a wicked smile on my face, my heart thumping a little faster, a little louder. No one but her had ever had that effect on her. I had never felt so giddy over something so small.Richard: I miss you already, Ponyo.I hesitated for a moment before I sent her the photo I secretly took of her this morning. Her eyes were closed and her hair was spread all over our pillows, her shoulders visible above the sheets. There was a hint of a smile on her face, and something about it seemed so perfectly intimate.Richard: Last night was amazing, but is it crazy that I genuinely believe nothi

Elena had barely spoken a word since we arrived, and I was worried. She had been smiling for photographs and she answered every question that had been thrown at her with humor andgrace, but she had been acting distant, even though she hadn't taken her hand out of mine unless she had to.My heart raced as we headed up to the private balcony that we were watching the seminar from. I didn't recall ever being so anxious about someone's well-being. I never worried much about Sarah, not even when she acted jealous about any of the female staff under my management, because I always knew she had nothing to worry about, and I had nothing to feel guilty for.It was different with Elena. I needed her to be okay, regardless of whether or not her worries were warranted.We took our seats, and I lifted our joined hands to my lips, kissing the back of her hand tenderly. She looked at me, and that look in her eyes hit mestraight in my chest. She looked hurt and so fucking sad, and I had no idea why

I bit down on my lip as I stared at the text messages Sarah had been sending me all morning, I should be finalizing the edits for my new book, but I kept daydreaming about my husband.Being with him had been better than I ever could've dreamed of. Everything I thought I'd never have was within reach now. It made me wonder if mysuspicions about Sarah and Richard were true. He never seemed happy around her - not the way he was with his family. I thought it had just been my own wishful, but maybe it wasn't.When he rejected me, I thought that was it for us. I was certain I'd never have another chance, and I'd have to watch him have his happily ever afterwith my sister. I never thought that'd only be the start of our story.Richard: do you know what the best thing is about your wife being a superwoman?Elena:... working out together?Richard: Last night's workout definitely was intense...Richard: But no, that's not the best part. It's all the pictures of you in lingerie that I don't ev

I smiled to myself as I stared at The Herald's headline. Normally, the mere name of this damn gossip paper pissed me off. Their titles were always overly sensational and irritating, but today they did a great job.*Elena and Richard Delmonte's wedding rings reportedly cost MILLIONS**Looks like nothing is impossible for the top 1%. Richard and Elena's rings were reportedly handcrafted by elusive master goldsmith Richard Laurier. Our sources tell us that the couple's rings were designed by the famous model and designer herself. Laurier's designs are highly coveted and rare, reserved mostly for royalty. We have it on good authority that many celebrities have been shunned by the goldsmith, but it appears an exception was made for the Delmontes.Recent photos of Elena's ring reveal that it's at least fifteen carats. Based on our estimates, her ring is worth a cool 25 million. Meanwhile, her media mogul husband appears to be wearing a ring with a diamond pattern on it — no doubt a tribute