All Chapters of Contract with Dylan Marcov: Chapter 101 - Chapter 110

Ashley POVI crumbled the pregnancy report that I was hiding inside the quilt. The conversation I had with Alex in the morning echoed in my mind. The question put me in another haze. "Do you know who was behind the fire that occurred in the Weber group factory?" Alex asked me. My eyes tapered at his words. How can I forget that fire which almost burned the factory and led to the injury of many employees and the death of one?"You won't believe it was Dylan Marcov behind it," Alex smirked. "Shut the fuck up. You said enough." I said while holding my gown. I almost stumbled upon it after listening to his nonsense."You might not believe it now, but you will come to know the truth. Your husband was full of revenge that he would not see what's wrong and what's right.” I didn't want to believe anything he said. Our last meeting already caused a nuisance in my life. I could not think Dylan would be the one who set fire when I was dying to set up the new factory. I had worked hard for it

“Why is he not even defending himself? What is his plan? What does he want? A response from me? Then he will not get it at all.” I stayed there and watched him getting beaten by those men. One punch on his jaws and his mouth started bleeding. I was getting disturbed. In a short while Alan came and stood beside me. He brought popcorn in his hand and passed it to me.“Take it, Ashley, you must be getting bored of seeing this action.” Alan said, I shook my head. I did not want to eat. “It’s good that he is not fighting back, I hope he will give up and never show his face to the Weber house again.”Alan said and I raised my head. “What do you mean by that? Did you hire those men?” I asked Alan with a baffled look. “Yes, So that he won’t trouble you anymore. I found he was coming every day just to pursue you.” Alan popped a popcorn in his mouth as if it were his usual thing. “What will be the difference between you and him if you are doing the same thing? Does money make you blin

I knew how excited he would be after knowing that. I grabbed the sonography in my hand and walked out of the hospital. My first pregnancy ended so drastically that I didn't want anything wrong to happen this time. I will tell you everything Dylan today. I should inform him about my pregnancy and shouldn’t deprive this child of his father. I took a deep breath and got in my car.I took a tablet of vitamins and folic acid that my gynaecologist gave me. I drove back to the Markov group, as Dylan must be taking out his frustration on the staff, perhaps Fred going through a hard time because of me.As soon as I reached the elevator, I pressed the button. I felt extremely nauseous. The locked room made me feel puke again. The elevator went up and I almost vomited in the dustbin of the elevator. The doctor already informed me about my morning sickness getting worse but I didn't know it would be this bad. I was almost about to feel dizzy but then I bumped into Zina on the next floor."Mrs

Ashley POV"What is this?" Alan stared at the file and asked me shockingly. "I have transferred all my shares in your name. I don't want to handle the Weber group anymore." I said. His brows arched when he heard that. He fumbled and held my hand."Ashley, listen. You don't have to do this. I never wanted the company. I just wanted you to be happy." Alan said, I shook my head. I was not ready to change my mind again."Grandpa wanted you to lead the Weber group. Do you think he would rest in peace if you do this?" He asked me.I took a deep breath. "I know. But I also think that you are the rightful owner of it. I was already missing for a while, and I think you should carry on this legacy."I stated. "But.." "I would assist you. Anyways you are soon retiring from your sports career. It will be good that you focus on the company."After his knee injury, it was difficult to continue his football game on international level. He wanted to get a small retirement from it. I walked back

Dylan POV“Mr. Marcov, your uncle proposed that you turn 28 and still could not produce an heir for the Markov group, so according to your grandpa's will, the company Chairman would be your uncle." My uncle's lawyer came forward and put the will before me. I took a deep breath. Even though I used to get drunk every night, I was sober enough by the next day to tackle such problems."Do you even know who established the group? A small venture turned into a multinational business. Who did everything?" I asked him. He gulped and stared at my uncle.“It doesn't matter who grew it, this will matter the most that dad left before leaving the world. And now better you give up on the chairman's seat."Uncle said. He seemed so desperate to lose me. "You didn't even wait for a day, does the Chairman's chair excite you this much?" I asked him. "Alright, we will give two days to Mr. Jonathan Marcov to prove his capacity to handle Marcov's group as a chairman. If he failed to do that, the entire