All Chapters of Contracted Husband : Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

Natalia The credits roll on the screen and a moment silence fills the room as the movie comes to an end. Nathan leans back against the couch, stretching his arms overhead. There has been a noticeable shift since that night. Nathan and I have grown closer than I ever imagined. Who would have thought that we’d be enjoying a movie together like this? It feels like I'm reconnecting with Nathan I knew nineteen years ago."You know, it's been years since I actually sat down and watched a movie," he confesses, his voice tinged with nostalgia.Surprised, I glance at him."Years? What do you do for fun, then?" I ask, my curiosity piqued.Nathan chuckles softly, his eyes glimmering with amusement and self-reflection."Believe it or not, my paintings became my everything. I would lose track of time as I immersed myself in the canvas."Taken aback by his intense response, "I see."He nods, a faint smile playing on his lips."It became my sanctuary, my way of coping with everything. Each piece to

"Do you want to?" I ask."Never. Do you?" He responds."No, this is the most beautiful moment of my life," I confess. Nathan smiles and gently kisses on my forehead. He looks content as he wraps his arm around me, and together we drift off to sleep.Natalia My heart raced as I left the beach house. I gasp at the sight before me, not expecting what I see after Nathan ’s recent text. Candlelight glowed softly, casting enchanting shadows on the sand. A trail of rose petals leads me closer to the beachside, each step quickening my heartbeat. It’s been days since I spoke about my forced marriage, and Nathan had changed so much. I cherished every moment, reminiscent of our early years together. Despite his humble beginning, he had always been sweet, just like today. My heart continues to beat in my chest as I try to quell my excitement.Nathan stands there, looking more handsome than ever in the dim light. The flickering candles and the moonlight accentuated his features, and the way his g

Nathan chuckles a hint of nostalgia in his voice.“I also remember how you got back at the housekeeper, too. You thought it would be funny to switch the sugar and saltshakers during dinner. You gave everyone a tough time.”I burst into laughter at the memory, the weight of the years melting away as if we were transported back in that time.“I had completely forgotten about that!” I say.Nathan chuckles when he hears this.“You were always full of surprises,” he remarks, his eyes dancing with amusement.“I wasn’t that mischievous,” I grin.“Oh, we both know you were,” he says before we burst into laughter while sharing a knowing look. I can’t remember the last time I went down memory lane like this. It feels so natural with Nathan . It feels as if the lost years never happened.“We can go on and on about those times, but we better eat before it gets cold,” he suggest.“Sure,” I grin before we dive into our meal. Throughout the dinner, I find it hard to take my eyes off. Eventually, our

As I gaze at the painting, a mixture of emotions engulfs me. I feel a wave of nostalgia, transporting me back to the girl I used to be and the boy who held such significance in my life. Yet, here I am, years later, in his house, the physical proximity contrasting with emotional distance between us.I take a deep breath, I struggle to contain the overwhelming flood of emotion. The painting serves as a stark reminder that our shared history can’t be completely erased, and it is time to face our past, no matter how daunting it may be. But as I stand there, the thought of seeing Nathan and potentially disrupting the peace we have found makes me hesitate.I turn away from the painting, leaving the showroom and retreating to the solitude of my room. The weight of my secret feels heavier than ever. I wonder if I hold any place in Nathan s heart.Nathan Opening my eyes, I am greeted by a comforting warmth. Without even glancing down, I know it’s Natalia beside me. taking in the softly lit ro

I let out a sigh, feeling a mix of sympathy and irritation.“Mildred, we can’t keep going in circles like this. It’s time to move forward. I don’t do love. We both know this.”She wipes her tears and attempts a watery smile.“You’re right, Nathan . Does it mean you don’t love her, too?”“Does it mean when you’re tired of her, you will leave her too?” She asks excitedly. I gape at her, wondering what has gotten into her.“Are you serious right now?” I respond, shocked by her question.“What? That bitch, Natalia , ruined us,” Mildred says, her tone bitter.“Watch your tongue. Besides, there was no us to begin with.” I glare at her.“Good thing is when you’re tired of her, you will come back to me,” she says with a smile. I glance at her and, raising an eyebrow. She clearly has no clue what she’s talking about. I’ve tried to clear my mind of Natalia , but all my attempts have failed. Speaking of which, I need to act quickly before my emotions gets out of control. Besides, I have no inten