All Chapters of The Billionaire Crazy Wife : Chapter 101 - Chapter 110

DAVIDThe sound of laughter carried through the summer air, drawing my attention to the yard. Bella stood there, soaked from head to toe, her hair clinging to her neck as she laughed with her father and Elowen, water dripping from their clothes. Her smile wide, unguarded, and carefree made my chest tighten.I leaned against my car, watching from afar, unable to pull my gaze away. Bella’s father splashed her, and she squealed, retaliating with a bucket of water. For a moment, I just stood there, basking in the joy of watching her with her family. This this was happiness.“Sir, are we staying here or heading back?” my assistant’s voice broke through my thoughts, pulling me back to reality.I straightened and reached for the car door. “Let’s head back,” I said, just as a voice behind me stopped me in my tracks.“Are you leaving without your wife?”I turned, and there she was Bella. Her cheeks were flushed, her damp shirt clinging to her growing belly. She was breathtaking.Her hands rest

DAVID“Babe, you need to rest,” I said softly, brushing a stray curl from Bella’s face.Her eyelids fluttered, heavy with sleep, but she managed a small nod. “I think... you’re right,” she murmured, her voice thick with exhaustion.Taking her hand, I guided her to her room, watching as she stifled a yawn. The moment her head hit the pillow, she was out like a light, mumbling a faint “Good night” that made me smile.I stood there for a moment, my gaze lingering on her. The soft rise and fall of her chest, the slight curve of her lips pregnancy had added a glow to her, even as it filled her face out a little. To me, she was perfection. Leaning down, I kissed her forehead gently, then pulled the blanket up to her chin.“Sleep well, my love,” I whispered, turning off the lamp and quietly shutting the door behind me.But as I stepped into the hallway, my serenity evaporated. Janet. My sister’s fear weighed heavily on me, and I couldn’t shake the tension knotting my shoulders. Without hesit

BELLA"You shouldn’t have said much, Bella," Elowen teased, her voice carrying a hint of exasperation as she swiveled in her chair to face me. "Now he won’t stop talking. Thank God others are around. If not, you’d be stuck listening to him all day." She sighed dramatically, glancing at Emmanuelle, who had just sauntered back to her desk.I chuckled, shaking my head as I watched Emmanuelle settle in. Sitting across from Elowen, I couldn’t help but notice how oblivious Emmanuelle seemed. She was always chatty, spilling secrets like water from a broken faucet. And Vivian? She had Emmanuelle wrapped around her little finger.Poor girl. She thinks Vivian is her friend. If only she knew the truth. Vivian’s web of lies had fooled many, but I wasn’t one of them. Claiming to be connected to the Copperfield family when her mother was just a servant? And now, she was getting closer to Denise, weaving him into her schemes. My stomach twisted at the thought. If they were planning what I suspected,

DAVIDThe gravel crunched beneath my polished shoes as I approached the decrepit house, its peeling paint and broken windows matching the decay I felt brewing inside me. My guards moved silently, circling the structure like shadows. I raised a hand, signaling them to hold position as I neared the door.Then, I heard her voice. Janet’s voice, strained and trembling.“Do you think David will let you go scot-free?” she demanded, her words sharp despite the pain behind them.“He doesn’t have to find out,” Vivian replied, her tone cold and resolute.My jaw clenched. I kicked the door in with a force that sent it crashing against the wall, the wood splintering under my fury. Inside, chaos erupted. Denise bolted for the window, but he didn’t get far. Two of my guards caught him mid-leap, a solid punch to his jaw sending him sprawling to the floor.Vivian stood frozen, her wide eyes darting between me and the guards dragging Denise back into the room. Her hands trembled as she took a step bac

BELLAThe house was quiet, too quiet.It had been a week since everything unfolded a week since Janet showed a side of herself I’d never imagined existed. I thought David had the monopoly on cold, calculating intensity, but no. It seemed to run deep in the Copperfield bloodline. Janet’s icy demeanor and unrelenting drive had sent chills down my spine.As I sat on the edge of my bed, my hands instinctively rested on my growing belly. My thoughts wandered as I absently traced small circles over the bump. Would our baby inherit that cold fire? That unflinching resolve?“No,” I whispered to the empty room, shaking my head firmly. “I won’t let that happen.”But as I glanced in the mirror, my reflection didn’t look so certain. My hand lingered on my stomach, my mind replaying moments of David’s intense glares, Janet’s sharp words, and even Grandpa’s commanding presence. Would this little life growing inside me carry those traits?The sudden creak of the bedroom door snapped me out of my spi