All Chapters of Billionaire Contract Wife: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

Claire barely slept a wink all night, torn between anger at Alexander for not letting her finish and dreading facing him the next day. The day finally broke, and sunlight streamed through the window. “It’s morning,” she muttered to herself, dragging herself out of bed and into the bathroom for a shower. After getting ready, she paced back and forth in her room for a while, gathering the courage to open the door. Just as she did, she came face to face with Alexander with his hand raised, about to knock. "I was going to inform you that our flight got delayed by four hours, so do whatever you want with that info," he said before turning and heading straight back to his room. Claire scoffed, feeling her anger rising. She knew she'd suffocate if she stayed in the suite with him, so she decided to explore the city. It was her first time there anyway. She went back into her room, grabbed her purse and phone, and was already in the elevator when she texted him, "I'll be back an hour befo

Charles quickly sent the picture to a news reporter, instructing him to create the worst possible story around it and paid a large sum for the favor. The reporter fabricated a story, claiming that “Alexander Steele was arrested in Paris for a violent crime,” and soon, the news was trending on major and minor news platforms. The false report took a toll on the company’s stock price, causing a 3% drop in just an hour, with the decline continuing. Shareholders immediately called for an emergency meeting to discuss the crisis. Alexander’s secretary sent him the documents he requested, along with an update on the company’s dire situation. “Don't worry, I'll handle it myself," Alexander said, ending the call. "You got me good this time, Charles," he murmured to himself, but he wasn’t one to give up easily. From the hotel, he went straight back to the police station to meet with the officers, asking them to introduce him to the best reporter they knew. The reporter came around after

Alex quickly rushed towards Claire and helped her off the floor. He shook her gently out of concern while calling her name repeatedly, but she responded very weakly.He felt her temperature, and it was extremely high, which made him worry. He quickly reached for his phone and called his doctor.“You need to come over to my place now! It’s an emergency!”He rushed down to the kitchen, grabbed fresh towels and a bowl, then hurried to the fridge to get cold water. He poured the water into the bowl, soaked the towel in it, and placed it on her forehead to help bring down her temperature before the doctor arrived."Alex?” She called out his name in a weak, low voice.“Don’t say anything. Just hang in there; the doctor is on the way.”“What about your company?” she continued in a weak voice.“You shouldn’t be worrying about that right now.”The doctor arrived not long after and examined her. He explained that her head trauma was causing the migraine she was experiencing, then set up an IV d

Claire had just settled down on the couch in the living room after managing to finish her food and take her medicine. She picked up her phone and began scrolling through the comments on the article that was posted. The comments were mostly about how good she and Alex looked together and why it had taken so long for them to get married. Each comment seemed to chip away at her, and it hurt her heart to know that no matter what, she’d never measure up to the ideal that everyone seemed to have. The fact that Alexander didn’t seem to mind the whole situation just made it hurt even more. Suddenly, the doorbell rang, and she quickly got up, hoping it was Mrs. Hamptons coming to check on her. But when she opened the door, her expectations were dashed—it was Charles. He strode in with a smug smirk on his face, clearly enjoying the sight of her surprise.“Well, well,” he said, his voice dripping with amusement. “Looks like someone’s already seen the news.”"What are you doing here?" Claire as

Charlotte made sure to find Claire’s mom’s number and reached out to her, inviting her out for a cup of tea. She asked her not to tell Claire about it, mentioning that she had something important to discuss.Claire’s mom got dressed and went to the location Charlotte had specified. She arrived right on time, but nearly thirty minutes passed before Charlotte finally showed up. When she did, she simply said, “Sorry,” with a casual shrug.“I“It’s fine, things like that happen,” Mrs. Smith replied, trying to ease the tension and prevent the situation from becoming awkward.Charlotte took a seat, her tone turning more serious. “I’ll go straight to the point as to why I invited you here today. It’s about your daughter.”Mrs. Smith’s eyes widened. “My daughter?”“Yes. First off, did you know she’s married?”“What do you mean, married? She’s single.”“Ah, I see. You didn’t know. Then, where has she been all this time? Has she told you she’s working overtime?”“Yes,” Mrs. Smith answered, still