All Chapters of The Billionaire's Weakness : Chapter 1 - Chapter 9

AVA’S POV I fought back tears as I watched my carefree boyfriend casually throw the food I had prepared for him across the room. The plate crashed onto the rug. Stains of seasoned potatoes smeared upon the worn out rug. I remained forcefully calm, remembering that he made a significant contribution to my survival. “Go and make another bowl of porridge. Make it better this time. “He said without shifting his gaze from the PlayStation console. I paused. My heart broke into a thousand pieces as the man I onced loved—who once loved me and could do anything for me, disregarded me. “The remaining potatoes are ba—” “I won’t repeat myself again. “He cut me off. He spoke to me in a tone which most of the time if isn’t followed and obeyed, would result into punches and hard pushes. “We are out of potatoes. I’ll just make macaroni casserole instead.” My heart skipped a couple of beats. Brandon threw the dual-shock wireless controller over the rug in frustration. He abruptly stood up, t

AVA'S POV I lay on the hospital bed, surrounded by sterile white walls and the steady beep of machines monitoring my vital signs. My mind raced with thoughts of James Valquez's proposal. Marry him for two years, and he’d cover my medical expenses. Refuse, and he’d cut me off, leaving me drowning in debt. My gaze drifted to the stack of receipts of the hospital bills, paid by James, on my bedside table. My financial struggles were no secret, but how did Ryan know? I recalled my previous conversation with him: “You owe me, Ava. Your medical bills are substantial. Refuse, and I’ll cut your treatment. I’ll make sure you struggle financially for the rest of your life.” “I know about your debt, Ava,” James had added, his voice low and menacing. “I know about your struggling paramedic job, your overdue rent. You need me.” My skin crawled. How did he dig up such personal information? I thought back to our first meeting. James had seemed charming, but now i saw him for

Ava’s POV “Ava! Are you sure that’s her name? Ava!? Hello?!” I abruptly jolted back to reality as I noticed my assigned nurse standing beside a middle aged man, probably on his forties, holding an expensive-looking briefcase.”Ava, here’s Mr. Patrick, James lawyer.” The nurse explained. “Good morning, my name’s Mr. Patrick bob, and I’m here to—” “Issue the contracts addendum and contract clause? Yeah, already aware. Hurry with the document let me sign. I’m honestly not in the mood to argue, negotiate or listen to some terms and conditions.” I blankly said, reacting with emotions in relation to my past. The lawyer and nurse Rachel looked at me in astonishment, the shock more on the lawyer’s face. “ Okay… I guess you’re already familiar with the contract term and the obligations you—” “Contract. Now. I’m the contract partner, not you. Don’t delay me, Mr. Patrick.” I said, with no hint of humor. “Sorry my apologies, Here’s the contract clause assigned to you, Mrs.…” he sai

AVA'S POV “Avaaaaaaa!!” I heard distance away. “Avaaaaaaa” The commanding call cried out again. “What does he want from me this time?” I said, dropping the paramedic uniform I was ironing, in the exquisite and well furnished laundry room. Stepping out of the alley was an angry looking CEO, staring hard at me. “Good morning,” James voiced, emotionlessly. “Morning to you, also.” I replied. “Where’s my breakfast?” He snapped, his tone impatient. “And why hasn’t clementine been fed or groomed? It’s shouldn’t be the maids to do those works, now that I have you as a wife.” I adjusted my bracelets readily in chaos, while crossing my arm.”First of all, I’m not your personal chef or nanny. Secondly, if you care so much about your pet or animal, perhaps you should feed it by your self, instead of barking orders at me like a tyrant.” I froze, watching his expression turn sour. “Excuse you? But I can’t do that. Why do you think I have over Sixty maids in this mansion?” “The

The billionaire’s arrival was met with a mixture of curiosity and awe as he strode into the bustling hospital. His tailored suit and confident demeanor commanded attention, and the staff couldn’t help but stare. Dr. Ava Affleck, however, was oblivious to the commotion. She was too focused on her work, intently studying the patient's chart in front of her. “Ava,” a soft voice called out, “You have a visitor.” Ava looked up to see her colleague, Dr. Lee, hovering in the doorway. “Who is it?” Ava asked, a hint of annoyance creeping into her voice. She was in the middle of a critical case and didn’t have time for distractions. Dr. Lee hesitated before responding, “It’s your… husband.” Ava’s eyes narrowed, her grip on the chart tightening. She hadn’t expected James to show up here, especially not in the middle of her shift. They had an arrangement, a contract marriage that benefited them both. James needed a respectable wife to accompany him to high-society events, and Sophia nee