All Chapters of The Billionaire's Contract Pet: Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

“Is everything okay?” Spencer asked as Emma got back into the car. He noticed that she seemed distracted. “Oh, yeah. Saying bye to my dad was harder than I thought. Thank you for this,” she said. “Please, Emma. I’m glad to help you in any way I can.” And he meant it. The next few weeks had gone better than before. Emma was loving her team, and they were doing amazing work together. Emma had started to show, and her coworkers loved to dote on her. Her father was flourishing at The Ivy Gardens. He loved it there and she visited every weekend as promised. She brought him a copy of the ultrasound of the baby. He showed it off to all of the other residents. Her fears about her relationship with Spencer remained unfounded. They stayed friendly, and he kept everything professional and light between them. Help from him never came with any conditions. He was in the office every few days to check on things, and always made sure to check in on Emma. He was truly concerned with her and her

“That piece of shit, good-for-nothing…” “What’s going on?” Will was about to walk out of his office when Sabrina burst in. Alex followed behind her. She threw a newspaper at his face. Will was stunned by the attack. He gathered up the flying pages and saw why Sabrina was so angry. Blazoned on the newspaper, was the headline: William Stewart to Marry Childhood Sweetheart, Grace Cunning. A short story followed. After a whirlwind marriage and surprising divorce, William Stewart surprises again. Following the tragic passing of his beloved grandfather, William Stewart called his first marriage quits. Sources say that he has finally found true love and hopes to start a family soon. The wedding is scheduled for next month at… Will stopped reading. His blood boiled in his veins. “How could you?” Sabrina screamed. “Was this your plan all along? To marry my friend and then dump her so she could be the laughingstock of your high society bullshit?” “Babe, please calm down. This isn’t good fo

“Breath, Emma,” Spencer tried to soothe her. “I… can’t…,” Emma was hyperventilating. Spencer sat her down on the couch and got her a cup of water. “Take a sip,” Spencer put the glass to her lips and coaxed her to drink. After a few sips of water, Emma was able to get her breathing under control. “I’m sorry. I didn’t think it would affect me so much. My emotions are everywhere. It’s the hormones,” Emma tried to explain away her reaction. The vice grip the William Stewart held around her heart had been all but gone. But now it was like it never left. “You don’t have explain anything to me. You can just talk.” “I’ll be okay,” Emma said through her crying. “We were only supposed to be married for a year anyway. Our relationship wasn’t real. Our marriage was technically arranged. We met under… some really strange circumstances. And life kept throwing us back at each other. We got married because it was convenient to the both of us and his grandfather wanted us to. But after Conrad pa

All of the lights in the house were dimmed when Will arrived. The hazy glow of amber candlelight flickered from the dining room. Will followed and was greeted by a gorgeous scene. A sumptuous and decadent dinner was laid out on the table. A bottle of his favorite wine was chilling in an ice bucket. Two glasses had already been poured. Soft violin music was playing in the background. Everything was bathed in the gentle golden shine of the candles. In the center, was Grace. She wore a flowing blush colored wrap dress. Her hair cascaded down in soft waves, just the way he had always loved. She was vision, and for a moment he was transported to a simpler time. “This is really nice,” Will said, some of the ice inside him melting. “You look beautiful,” he commented. “Thank you. Have dinner with me,” she gestured toward the table. Will pulled out a chair for Grace, and she floated down into it. He sat across from her. “Have some wine,” she said drinking from her own glass. Will sipped on t

Along with Grace’s regular visits to the office, Will’s parents started visiting his home. Grace was the happy, courteous, and elegant daughter-in-law society dictated she should be. Will wanted nothing to do with them, but Grace continued to welcome them over and attend to them. She would do anything that it took to solidify her position in the Stewart family. Will felt it was strange that his parents were coming together. Since they’d been separated, they had lived their lives apart. They used Will as a weapon against each other, claiming that the other one was abusing him. He was in and out of the tabloids as a child. They were so busy fighting each other that they never bothered to love him. They had a deep, and passionate hatred for each other. So, them coming to see him together was suspicious. “Hello, darling,” Julia gushed as she walked in. She greeted Grace with exaggerated double air kisses. “You are such a lovely new bride.” “Hello, Mrs. Stewart.” “Oh, honey no. Please