All Chapters of The Trillionaire's Contractual Bride: Chapter 131 - Chapter 140

CLAIREWe were in the car now and I couldn’t stop my lips from spreading and my legs as well as he slipped one of his hands onto my thigh, grabbing it and tightening his grip as he glanced at me.I wished I hadn’t put on these sweatpants I had on, it would have been easier to tease him. His hands slid up my thigh and I bit on my lip, my body tensing up. Why do I have to be the one on the spot while he’s driving? He redirected his attention to the road, his other hand clenching onto the steering wheel, swerving. I grabbed the hand he placed firmly on my hand, pondering on the action I was about to take before placing it on my boob. I had taken him by surprise and his eyes went wide. He swerved a little too late and it almost resulted in us slamming into another carI wasn’t meant to laugh but I did, I was glad I could make him this dis-oriented than he usually was. He caressed it, brushing against the nipple before extending his fingers and taking the boob in his hand, tightening his

CLAIRE The doctor clearly informed me that I couldn't and wouldn't be able to bear a child again after what happened to me. After what Regal did to me. Remembering the scars that were left not just emotionally but medically broke me. I could never bear a child again. I'd give anything to be able to carry a child again. I'd kill to be able to bear a child yet Annabelle could fake a pregnancy and feel no remorse. No. I'm definitely, not pregnant and I can never be. Asher’s voice caught my attention and I threw my head up, resting it against the wall and stared at him.He held onto the door frame, sticking part of his body into the bathroom. He looked scared and worried and every other expression he could muster.I let out a weak smile and I whispered, "I'm fine". I had lost strength in my voice.  I slid down the wall, stretching my legs and letting my arms drop on my stomach. This stomach that on

“What can she even give? What has she done for you that you love her so much?” She paused, recoiling her hands and furrowing her eyebrows. She shook her head before looking back at him. “Can’t you see that you don’t even love her? She’s just deceiving you. Don’t let her do that to you. ““Leave,” Asher demanded. “She has nothing to give but I,” her lips stretched into a smile. “I can give you everything, I have given everything, what more do you want?”“Leave,” Asher clenched his jaw. “I love you. Asher,” She stepped forward, holding out her hands and reaching for his cheeks. He grabbed both her hands and pushed it down.“It’s your fault, it’s all your fault,” Liah stepped to his side, holding out her hand and pointing towards me. “You’re the one that stole him from me,” she marched forward. I drew backwards until I had nowhere to go. She stopped in her tracks when Asher suddenly grabbed her arm. She turned to face him, scared at what he’d do. She pulled her hand from my directio

CLAIREWe made our way to the car and he helped me in. “I can walk,” I laughed lightly. He was treated me gently, way more than usual, like a fragile egg that was at risk of shattering. He looked amused, “I just don’t want anything to happen to you”. He stood between the door and I. “Is it because the doctor said I might ne pregnant?” I joked bit he took it more than just a joke. His straightened his face, his lips stretching into a thin line. He stepped closer and I blinked, staring at him confused. “I love you with or without the pregnancy,” he said in a stern tone. “A child won’t make me love you more or less, I love you just the way you are, you’re an amazing woman and I can’t imagine my life without you”. I blinked. “Understand?” He asked. I nodded, “I know, you’ve told me”. “Don’t you ever forget it,” he said, slamming thr door shut then walking towards his side of the car. He got in, placed his hand on the steering wheel, reached for his key, inserted it and started th

CLAIRE The fluorescent lights glowed softly above as Asher and I. The air carried the faint familiar scent of disinfectant and that of hope. It ached to think about the possibility of not having a child but there was still I change i could have one. I took a deep breath, her fingers instantly tightening around Asher’s hand as we walked toward the receptionist’s desk. He moved his thumb gently against mine and when we arrived in front of the desk, I looked over at him and smiled. “Good morning,” the receptionist greeted, her fingers clicking across the keyboard. “You must be Claire Henshaw?”“Claire Henshaw,” I was slow to respond, turning away from Asher and facing the nurse. The surname still haunted me, like a roof over my head, something I couldn’t get rid off. Asher’s face said no less, his jaws clenched and his fingers folding as their slowly pulled away from my shoulder. The knots tightened and the tension grew. I could recall sitting here as well with an unresponsive Regal