All Chapters of Contract Marriage: The Billionaire's First Love : Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

Meanwhile, the waitress hurried over to the manager, her face flushed with worry. “Summer, I’m so sorry! I really messed up. I accidentally spilled hot coffee on a guest!”Summer was a beautiful and gentle looking woman in her late forties with a warm but had a kind presence and she looked at Lily with genuine concern. “Take a deep breath, Lily. Just make sure she is okay and offer any help she needs. Accidents happen all the time.”Lily’s hands twisted nervously. She said while catching breath, “I don’t think she is badly burned and she poured ice water over herself immediately and rushed into the restroom. But what if she is scalded?”Summer nodded thoughtfully. She said, “We shouldn’t take any chances. I will call my friend Eliza. She is a doctor and happens to be babysitting my daughter. Let us also grab the first aid kit, just in case.”Just then, a tall, middle-aged man with a strong and attractive presence walked over. He gave Summer a gentle look as he noticed the frown on her

They held each other’s gaze for a long moment. Finally, Darcy gave an awkward smile, breaking the silence.“You have not changed at all,” he said with a faint sigh. “It feels like I just stepped back ten years.”Anastasia returned his smile warmly. “It is good to see you, Mr. Callahan.”Summer was watching the exchange with a frown and looked between them. “Darcy, do you know her?”Due to their past, she was very careful about the people who would try to come closer to people. Today was a coincidence, was it or not? She was usually a kind woman but her husband was her bottomline. Darcy chuckled, nodding. He knew what was going through his wife’s head at the moment anf said, “Yes, my dear wife. This is Anastasia Spencer. Remember Fiona? My old friend? Well, Anastasia here is her daughter.”Summer’s eyes lit up as the connection came together. Oh, she knew Fiona. She liked FIona a lot. That woman was a quirky and an interesting woman. “Oh! Didn’t Fiona’s daughter used to date…” She t

Suddenly, they heard the knocking of something on the ground. They turned to see a little girl with tousled hair, holding a comforter and a giraffe stuffed toy and standing with a scowl.Darcy muttered, “Well, meet our little princess or as we like to call her, the little tornado. Destiny Callahan.”Anastasia’s eyes widened as she took in the sight of the little girl with big green eyes, so much like her husband’s. When Destiny scowled, the resemblance was uncanny and Anastasia couldn’t resist the urge to pinch her chubby cheeks. Destiny, however, ran straight to her father while huffing at Anastasia as though guarding her daddy from being taken away.“Dessie, weren’t you sleeping?” Darcy asked, smiling helplessly as he lifted his little tornado onto his thigh. Destiny hugged his neck tightly, mumbling, “Des Des missed Dada.”“Oh, did you?” he asked, amused.The little girl nodded earnestly.“Dessie,” Darcy said, gesturing toward Anastasia, “This is your sister-in-law. Remember I told

When Damien woke up the next day, he noticed Caleb trailing his wife around the house like a little shadow. It was Sunday, so she had no work, and Caleb had no school. She was in the kitchen preparing breakfast, and Caleb was right beside her, helping with small tasks.He overheard Caleb say, “Anna, we have a program at school where we have to bring a family member. I’m participating. Will you come with me?”Anna looked at him, amused. “What exactly do I have to do?”“We have to dance,” he explained, his tone serious. “We will be a pair. Everyone is bringing someone. Aunt and Grandma are too old and I have no one else.”She teased him, “Ouch, Caleb, so you are only asking me because they couldn’t join?”He quickly responded, “No! No! I only want you.” Then, realizing he had given himself away, he mumbled, “I… can you please come?”Anna laughed but nodded. “Okay. I will come with you.”Caleb’s face lit up with excitement.“I will help you serve breakfast,” he offered, eyeing the bowl o

With Anastasia, things were different. She was much like her mother who was open with her emotions, unafraid to show anger, frustration, love, or hate. Her outbursts and honest expressions made her easy for Harold to accept. Regina, however, mirrored Harold too closely. She was guarded and reserved, just like him. She was unable to express her concern freely and equally uncomfortable receiving it. Their similarities only created a silent barrier between them.As Regina and Harold shared breakfast, she hesitated before asking, “Father, did Mother change the chef?”Harold shook his head. “No, still the same incompetent staff. They can't get a single thing right.”Regina didn’t respond immediately, though she noticed the food was somehow better than usual. With Claire away, she felt compelled to bridge the gap herself, to find some way to converse with her father.Harold watched Regina buttering her bread and asked, “I thought you didn’t like butter.”Regina murmured, “Well, I do like it