All Chapters of The Contract Marriage With An Arrogant Billionaire: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

★★★★ “Pardon me! Though I've been thinking about you the entire time, I promise that things took me to the edge so terribly that I couldn't find time to reach out to you," Monica responded to her belligerent and irrational closest friend who was in the mood for fighting. “What kind of work you are busy with? Let me hear it first!" Jessica asked, her voice worried as she tried to know if Monica was in a safe place. “I am in Edinburgh per my boss's request, but I have no idea when this will be finished. I thus have no notion when I will return!” Monica finally let her voice trail off, expressing her sorrow at not having a close friend or relative to talk to. “Are you all right? Look, you do not have to work for that company. Liam can recommend a better firm for the work," Jessica offered with a hopeful tone that Monica listen to her since Jessica was experiencing unknown fear for Monica as if she were in peril and alone. “Jess, I am perfect! I am aware that Liam can find me a bet

★★★ “What's the matter? Has the Cat got your tongue?” Katherine irritably stated, seeing Martina not finishing what she had begun, piqued her curiosity. Martina signaled to Katherine with her eyes on the doctor who was treating her hand, and Martina realized that distributing information to an unknown person could have had far-reaching effects in the future, so she restrained herself from speaking. “Has your treatment come to an end? Tell me I will get to see my hand as before in one day!” Katherine inquired of the doctor, who was putting a gel-like solution to her fingers with delicate hands. After examining Kathrine, the physician stated, "Pardon me, but since your fingers burned so badly, it is not possible to get them back to normal in a single day." “If you are unable to accomplish the possible, then you are worthless. Leave now!" With disgusted eyes, Katherine withdrew her hand from the doctor and flung some cash into his face, insulting him in a way that left him with lit

★★★ It was an opulent place. To Monica's unaided eyes, each minuscule fragment displayed an exquisite design, seemingly crafted with meticulous attention to detail. “I apologize for the inquiry, but I sense that your company is well-known among the public. I haven't had time to look it up," since she was a reporter and had always asked straight questions to people to get things out of them, Monica inquired Hanson without hesitation. “It is quite difficult for me to adequately put into words how prominent my company is, but I can assure you that it is at the top of the global list of modeling companies," Hanson stated, his voice full of pride as he informed Monica that she had joined a large organization where individuals battled for opportunities. “Let me tell you I did not doubt about that especially since William brought me here,” Monica said as she arrived at an exclusive empty stage, a place for a walk. "I hope you do not mind the next question that I have been thinking very l

★★ “You are asking me to help her! Who is she to you?” Mark spoke with a distasteful expression as his gaze followed Monica, who was touching objects in his room without his permission. “Does it matter to you, Mark!” Hanson irritatingly muttered to the irrelevant Mark kept repeating. “You don't have any prior experience walking or conducting promotions for brands. Tell me not to assume that you are attempting to impress your fiancé’s family by modeling,” Mark made this casual statement while sitting on a couch and lighting a cigarette. “I must regretfully concur with your response if my explanation is so important for you to know. I do have to win over a family,” Monica responded to the pompous man impatiently who was continuously wasting her time with meaningless discussions. “Pathetic!" Mark remarked. Hanson, who was waiting for them, spoke softly because both of them were important to him, but nothing happened until now. He had no choice but to intervene. "It would be better

★★★“Let me explain. I am not here to argue with you. I married you because, deep down, I believed that I could win you back as my Ben. But there is an error in my judgment. I acknowledge that sometimes things are beyond our control, and for that reason, I have come to terms with the fact that I shouldn't engage in such foolish things with you. However, as long as our contract is in effect, I think we should not argue because you need me for whatever plan you have in mind,” Monica stated, after soothing her jittery feelings by placing the edge of the coffee cup on her lips, "It is better to be friends than fight like an arch adversary!"William paid close attention to what she said, but he felt as though something very personal had gone absent from him. He was not sure what had exactly vanished, but the feeling was hard and hollow.“I agree that it would be preferable if we did not irritate one another,” William spoke as he observed Monica holding her burger in front of her lips an