All Chapters of The CEO's Gold Digger : Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

_____________________..."What am I smelling?" Trisha asked as she sauntered into the kitchen and paused when he saw who was at the stove, cooking up breakfast. "Knox? What are you doing here?"Willow turned around from where she was having a hearty breakfast and grinned toothily at her best friend. The sight had the older woman's heart melting."Am I not allowed in my fiancé's kitchen?" Knox looked up and narrowed his eyes at the woman who had once almost dislocated his jaw.Trisha blinked. "It's just that..." She looked over at Willow for help. She didn't want to say anything that would cause further animosity between them and she knew she could not trust herself with her tongue."You're surprised?" Willow took a bite of her toast, watching Trisha with amusement. "Why are you surprised?"Trisha gave her a flat look. "You were supposed to help me, not tease me." She rolled her eyes and took a seat next to her best friend.She dipped her head down in the direction of Willow's flat

_____________________...Willow opened the front door and was stumped to see all the bags in Knox's hands."What's going on?" She asked."I am moving in." Knox gave her a boyish grin.Willow's eyes widened. "What?""I talked to Mia. She understands that you and the baby need me." Knox said, stepping inside, his heart racing. He had never felt so alive.Willow took a step back, her eyes searching his. "But what about the press, your image?""Fuck the press and my image," Knox said, dropping the bags and pulling Willow into his arms. "I can't stand being apart from you anymore."Willow's heart fluttered at his words, and she couldn't help but lean into his embrace. Despite everything, she felt safe with him. But she knew the reality of their situation was far from simple."What about your engagement?" She whispered, her eyes searching his. "Did you break it off?"Knox hesitated. It was not that simple and he did not want to worry her. Also, he could not tell her the whole truth until

___________________..."What on earth is going on here?" Susan asked as she and Trisha walked in on the party in Willow's living room that evening.Mathew had joined them in the morning and now all four of them were watching an action movie and Willow was crying over the most ridiculous scenes."It's hormones!" Damien shouted over the explosions on the TV. "I swear she cries at commercials now!"Trisha chuckled, setting down the bag of takeout she had brought. "It's sweet that you guys are here to keep her company. But don't you all have work and school?""I'm the boss," Knox called from the kitchen, where he was setting the table. "I can take a day off when I want to."Mathew looked up from his spot on the couch, his hand resting protectively on Willow's shoulder. "And I'm unemployed," he said with a wink. "So, no work for me.""You are not unemployed, babe. You are self-employed." Susan winked at her boyfriend."That's not what our parents say!" Damien rolled his eyes."Shut up,"

___________________...In the evening, Knox found Willow in the bathroom, sitting on the floor leaning against the bathtub."Darling?" Dread filled the pit of his stomach. "What's wrong?" He asked as he crouched down in front of her, checking her temperature."Morning sickness is such a misnomer." She complained.Knox let out a chuckle."It's not funny," Willow groaned."Well, it's a little bit funny," Knox said, his smile gentle. "But I'm sorry you're feeling sick.""It's not just the sickness," Willow admitted. "It's everything. Mia was at the cafe today."Knox's smile faded. "What did she want?""To talk." Willow took a deep breath, trying to fight off the nausea. "She is trying to be brace but she's hurting. She feels like she's lost everything.""But she's not lost everything," Knox said firmly. "She has us. And she'll always have a place in our lives. Right?"Willow nodded, a hint of sadness in her eyes. "But it's not the same, Knox. She's lost you, and that's a big deal.""H

_________________________..."Knox Wright and I were never really engaged. We were forced into pretending to be by my father George Thompson by vile means." Mia spoke into the mic. "I was compelled to keep my silence till now. You all might have heard about my mugging. It isn't true. I was assaulted by my own father." George Thompson threw his phone across the room. It hit the glass window which cracked at the impact."Careful George, you will have to pay for damages to top all the loss you are about to attain!" Knox chuckled, getting up from his chair."Now why don't you escort yourself out or should I call the security?"Knox walked towards George, his steps echoing in the vast office space. He grabbed George by the collar of his expensive suit, his grip tight. George's face was red with rage, but fear had started to creep into his eyes."You're bluffing," George managed to spit out. "You wouldn't dare."Knox's smile grew wider, revealing teeth as sharp as knives. "Dare? Oh, I d