All Chapters of Accidental Night With The Billionaire Single Dad: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

Tilda's POV.I stood before the mirror, adjusting the delicate lace veil over my hair, which flowed down my back like a dark, silken waterfall. The satin gown clung to my body in all the right ways, making me feel like I had stepped out of a dream. My heart pounded in my chest but in the best way possible. Several emotions flooded my veins as I stared at my reflection - happiness and excitement."Today's the day," I whispered to myself, barely believing the words.My breath hitched as I took in the sight of myself, a bride. After everything Wyatt and I had been through, the ups and downs, it was finally happening. I was marrying the love of my life.I twirled lightly, squealing a little. The gown swirled around me as I clenched my fists in excitement."I’m ready," I whispered to myself, feeling a rush of giddiness rising in my chest. "I'm ready to say 'I do'."The door creaked open, and Aunt Tina stepped inside. Her face was gentle, but the sorrow in her eyes was obvious. I knew her t

Tilda’s POV “Wyatt,” I whispered in a husky tone as I clung to him, burying my face in the warmth of his neck. His familiar scent should have comforted me, but there was something unsettling about the moment. Still, I ignored it. My hands traced the sharp lines of his jaw until my fingers grazed his lips. I hesitated, savoring the softness before leaning in for a kiss. My eyes were closed as if I could seal the fragile peace between us. “I thought I’d lost you,” I murmured, my voice breaking as I held him tighter. My heart still reeled from the nightmare that had tore at my soul. “That nightmare felt so real... You leaving me for Emily, my best friend, was horrifying. But we both know there’s nothing between you and her, right?” I whispered against his skin, inhaling deeply. But instead of the familiar scent I expected, something foreign filled my senses. I froze. I opened my eyes, my heart racing, and instead of Wyatt’s soft gray eyes, I was met with dark brown piercing eye

Tilda's POV.The next morning, I got up before dawn. I was Ted to be as early as possible in order to make a good impression. After the chaos of yesterday, I had expected to be brought down by thoughts of Wyatt and Emily’s betrayal, but instead, my mind kept returning to the little girl—Ivy, the director's daughter. Today, I would officially become her nurse, and I felt a strange feeling of excitement blooming in my chest.I slipped into my uniform, taking extra care with my appearance. My hair, usually thrown up in a messy bun, was neatly styled, and I applied a touch of makeup, just enough to enhance my features. I wasn’t sure why I felt the need to look my best, but I was meeting the director for the first time and I wanted to make a good impression.Dr. Ben and Nurse Abby had been clear in their instructions—there was a certain way to behave around the director. I had heard many things about him - a man of few words and strict boundaries. He valued discretion, and more importantl

(Tilda’s POV).After dinner, Ivy seemed to be in high spirits, so I joined her in her room for a bit, doing what I could to keep her entertained. I could feel his presence around the house, but he kept his distance, and I was grateful. It gave me the chance to enjoy my time with Ivy without feeling like I was constantly looking over my shoulder.“You know,” Ivy began, her eyes sparkling with mischief as she turned to me, “my daddy doesn’t usually stare at people like that.”I laughed, though my cheeks burned a little. “Oh, really?”“Yeah. He usually just says, ‘Hi, how are you?’ and then goes back to his computer or his phone. But with you, it’s different.”My smile softened, and I decided to brush off the comment with a gentle chuckle. “Well, maybe your dad and I were just… surprised to see each other.”She gave me a skeptical look but seemed satisfied for the moment, instead pulling out a puzzle to work on. As I helped her arrange the pieces, my mind drifted back to him, and the st

(Tilda’s POV).“Good night, Richard,” I said softly, turning to head into the mansion.“Good night, Tilda,” he replied, his voice warm.As I walked away, I couldn’t help but smile. Starting fresh might just be harder than I thought—but somehow, I didn’t mind.I slipped through the tall doors of the mansion, heading straight for Ivy’s room. She was curled up under her blankets, her eyes lighting up when she saw me.“Tilda!” she greeted me with a grin. “How did your talk with my dad go?”I chuckled, settling into the chair beside her bed. “It went well,” I said, keeping my tone casual, though the truth was far more complicated.Her grin grew wider, as if she’d been waiting for some drama. “Good,” she said with a satisfied nod. “I’m glad you’re here. The last person was always… well, she was always hitting on my dad. She was pretty, but she was always trying to get him to pay attention to her instead of me.”I gave her a sympathetic smile, a little surprised by her candidness. Ivy seemed