All Chapters of CEO's Delicate Wife: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

Erica stirred from a restless sleep, the bed felt soft against her skin.A familiar scent lingered on the sheets as she moved to sit up, her back slightly sore due to the bruises. Julian had kept his promise and brought her home her mind now at peace as she felt protected in their home. As she sat there, several thoughts ran through her mind, she had noticed the brooding changes in Julian's personality and her mind had already started analyzing. She soon realized that she wasn't alone, Julian was slumped in the chair next to her, his head resting awkwardly on his hand as he slept. Dark circles under his eyes betrayed the sleepless nights he had endured since the accident. He looked worn, yet still somehow steadfast, refusing to leave her side.A soft knock at the door made Erica glance up. The door opened slowly, and in stepped a woman Erica had never seen before. Dressed in a sharp black suit, her blonde hair pulled back into a neat bun, she carried herself with an air of authority

The house was eerily quiet as Erica sat propped up on the living room couch, a blanket draped over her lap. The nurse, Sophia, moved quietly around the room, checking on Erica’s medication and fluffing the pillows behind her. The air was filled with the soft scent of lavender, something meant to help her relax, though it didn’t seem to be working. Since she left the hospital, Erica had been restless. Her home should have been her refuge, a place of safety and warmth, but now it felt more like a cage. Each shadow in the corners seemed to hold secrets, and every sound outside her door made her frightened. Sophia hovered nearby, adjusting things here and there with her gentle hands, never asking too many questions but always offering a quiet sense of comfort. Erica appreciated it. “How are you feeling today?” Sophia asked, her voice soft as she handed Erica a glass of water. Erica forced a smile, though her thoughts were elsewhere. “A bit better,” she lied. The truth was, she felt

The tension in the air was palpable as Erica sat alone in the dimly lit living room, her fingers curled around the blanket draped across her lap. Outside, the sky had darkened into a heavy, foreboding gray, and the wind howled like a distant warning. Sophia had left for the evening, leaving Erica alone in the house for the first time since she’d returned from the hospital. It should have felt peaceful, but instead, there was an unsettling silence that seemed to crawl under her skin.Her thoughts were restless, circling back to her conversation with Julian earlier that day. His insistence on leaving still weighed heavily on her mind, and she couldn’t shake the feeling that something was terribly wrong. There was a secret he was keeping, and the more she tried to ignore it, the more it gnawed at her.Erica’s phone buzzed on the coffee table, pulling her out of her thoughts. She reached for it, hoping it was her grandfather with more information. Instead, the screen flashed with an unfa

Erica sat upright in her bed, staring at the darkness outside her window. The world felt colder since Sophia’s visit, every shadow a reminder that danger was closer than ever. Her home, once a sanctuary, now felt more like a prison. The nurse, once a source of comfort, had revealed her true intentions, and Erica couldn’t shake the sense of vulnerability that lingered. She glanced at the door of her room, the soft light from the hallway spilling under the crack. She knew the nurse, the new one Jonathan had arranged after Sophia’s departure, would be checking on her soon. But that did little to ease the restlessness gnawing at her. Someone was after her, and they weren’t going to stop until they succeeded.Her fingers fidgeted with her phone as she debated what to do next. Julian hadn’t come by in days, and part of her feared what that might mean. The more she thought about it, the less sure she was of where his loyalties lay. Was he being held back by something beyond his control? Or

Julian sat in his dimly lit study, the only light coming from the low-burning fire in the hearth. The room was quiet except for the occasional crackle of the flames, but his mind was far from peaceful. The confrontation with Erica weighed heavily on him. Her words had pierced deeper than any wound he’d ever suffered, but he knew it was only the beginning. Their trust was fragile, and rebuilding it would be no small task.But for now, his focus had to shift. The moment Erica had been taken to the hospital after the planned accident, Julian’s instincts had kicked in. He had his suspicions, and now, those suspicions had been confirmed. King had crossed a line.Julian knew exactly what King had done.The mercenaries he commanded were loyal to him, bound by years of carefully cultivated trust, fear, and respect. But King—King was different. He was brash, reckless even. The others followed orders without question, but King… he liked to think for himself a little too much. Julian had let it