All Chapters of Fake Marriage: The Trillionire Tycoon's Fiesty Bride : Chapter 571 - Chapter 580

His scowl deepened, and for a moment, she thought he might explode. But instead, he bit back whatever retort had been on the tip of his tongue. He knew that pushing her further would only backfire.“I understand you hate hospitals,” he said after a long pause, his voice gentler. “But staying here and resting is for your own good. You’re too stubborn to take care of yourself, so I have to do it for you.”Did he view her as a child? Why was he so persistent in keeping her here? She could recuperate somewhere else with a personal doctor — anything was fine, as long as it wasn't this chemical-filled location brimming with painful memories.Eva’s lips pressed into a thin line. “I don’t need your intervention.”His eyes narrowed, his irritation simmering just beneath the surface. “Don’t be stubborn—”“You’re a hypocrite,” she shot back before she could stop herself. Well, to some extent, she was hypocritical."Ehm, ehm……you demand me to not be stubborn, but here you are again, also being st

Just as Rex reached for his expensive wine again, the door to the room burst open with a thunderous crash, silencing the revelry in an instant. Crimson laser dots swarmed the room, targeting every man, freezing them in place.Rex barely blinked when he saw the commotion. It was not something new to have enemies barge into the place he was having fun. Probably, it would end with another threat conversation before the other party leaves. Calmly, he sipped his drink and set it down. But just as his fingers released the glass, a bullet shattered it, spilling the expensive liquor onto his custom Dior shoes."Bold little bastards," Rex muttered, his patience wearing thin. Reaching into his waistband, he pulled out a pistol.Upon seeing the lethal weapon in his hand, the women beside scattered like frightened mice, their shrieks piercing the tension-filled air. They weren't women who worked for the clan, instead, they were just simple escorts and prostitutes called in to please these big-sho

Damien’s patience was wearing thin. He had no time for groveling and lies.Sensing his boss’s growing irritation, Eric opened his mouth to speed up the conversation, but before he could, Oliver burst into the room.“Hey, Mr. Piggy, could you shut up?” Oliver snapped, his bright yellow hoodie and ripped jeans contrasting with the grim atmosphere. He twirled a sleek switchblade in his hand, his boyish face betraying a sinister grin.Rex’s brows furrowed at the newcomer. Was this some kind of joke? Who let this disrespectful kid into the room? Besides, wasn't this one way too young to even be here? He was dressed naively young, like a baby chick with that bright clothes.“Hey, human garbage,” Oliver growled, his playful demeanor shifting in an instant. His eyes turned wild, and his grin morphed into something feral. “Don’t look at me like that.” He hurled his knife with terrifying precision, the blade grazing Rex’s neck and leaving a shallow cut. Blood trickled down, making Rex stumble b

Tired of the internal debate, Eva shook her head to clear the two imaginary characters off her mind. Deep down, she knew they were right. Damien’s behavior had been suffocating, but his intentions were pure. Perhaps it was time to talk to him, not fight him. She really wanted to have a proper conversation with him to explain the parts she disliked about him, and he could do the same in return. Communication should be key in a relationship. Her phone buzzed, and her heart leapt, thinking it was a message from Damien. But when she glanced at the screen, it was just a spam email. Her shoulders slumped again. Before she could overthink it, she tapped Damien’s name in her contact list and pressed call. It rang once but went straight to voicemail. Stunned, she tried again. The same result. He was ignoring her. Disheartened, she set her phone aside and decided to sleep. But sleep brought no comfort. Instead, it plunged her into a nightmare. Eva found herself walking barefoot through an

“But he didn’t pick up...I called him twice," Eva muttered, her tone laced with disappointment.Nathalia raised a perfectly arched brow again, her sharp eyes honing in on her friend. "Twice? That’s it? Come on, the battle hasn’t even started yet, and you’re already waving the white flag?""It went straight to voicemail after the first ring," Eva explained, her voice soft and despondent.“He didn’t pick up." Nathalia mumbled to herself. That didn’t sound like Damien.Nathalia tapped her chin thoughtfully before turning to look at Eva. "What time did you call him?""Around one in the morning," Eva admitted, glancing at her phone.At this, Nathalia’s concern deepened. One in the morning was exactly when her brother had returned home the previous night. She knew this because the head maid at Damien’s mansion here in California had texted her. Naturally, Nathalia had something she personally wanted to discuss with Damien and that was why she asked the head maid to inform her when Damien ar