Lahat ng Kabanata ng CONVENIENT VOWS WITH THE BILLIONAIRE : Kabanata 111 - Kabanata 120

ISABELLA'S POV The car pulled to a slow stop, and I blinked awake. I straightened slightly, glancing out the window at the familiar surroundings.Before I could fully collect myself, the door on my side opened, and Nicholas appeared, his broad frame blocking out the light. Without a word, he leaned in and scooped me up into his arms, cradling me effortlessly against his chest.“Nicholas,” I murmured with a soft chuckle “I can walk just fine by myself.”He looked down at me, his lips quirking into the smallest of smiles. “The doctor said you shouldn’t stress yourself. I wouldn’t risk that.”I opened my mouth to argue but closed it almost immediately. I didn’t have the energy to fight him, and if I was honest with myself, the warmth and strength of his hold were comforting. I let my head rest against his chest, feeling the steady rhythm of his heartbeat as he carried me toward the house.As we entered the house, Odessa’s worried voice rang out before I even saw her.“Oh, my dear!” she e

NICHOLAS POV For a moment, her eyes darted to mine, but she quickly pulled away, snapping at me. “Let me go, Nicholas! I told you, there’s nothing wrong, and even if there is, it’s none of your business.”Her words were like a slap, but I didn’t release her. My hold on her waist tightened slightly “It is my business" my voice rose just enough to betray my frustration.“Why?”“Because it’s about you,” I leaned closer, my eyes searching hers for any sign of the woman who once let me in. “And everything about you is my business, Isabella”She rolled her eyes “Stop acting like some dutiful husband,” she scoffed bitterly.“I am your husband,” I snapped “And you are my wife!”Her lips curled into a mocking smile that didn’t reach her eyes. “Contract wife, Mr. Montgomery” Her reply was like a blow to my chest, knocking the air out of me. My grip on her waist loosened and for a moment, I couldn’t move, couldn’t speak.She stepped away, slipping out of my grasp with ease. I stood there, froz

CHRISTABELLA POVThe car ride back to the Sterling estate was silent, but inside, I was anything but calm. My body felt cold, my mind a whirlwind of emotions I couldn’t contain. My hands trembled slightly in my lap, though I kept them folded tightly to hide the weakness. I stared out the window, the world outside blurring.Daniel’s presence beside me was suffocating. He didn’t even bother to ask how I was feeling—not that I expected him to. The occasional glance he threw in my direction only fueled the rage inside me. But I didn’t confront him, didn’t dare open my mouth. Not yet.The car slowed, finally pulling into the massive driveway of the Sterling mansion. It was then I remembered.Father knows. Daniel didn't hesitate to tell him the moment I woke up. And now, he has demanded to see me.Father was not the type to let something like this slide, especially when it came to his precious empire and I knew, he was not going to be happy.As Daniel killed the engine, I exhaled slowly, me

DANIEL'S POV The tension in the air was palpable the moment I stepped into the law firm. Something was off. The usual chatter among the staff had been replaced by an eerie silence. They moved quickly, heads down, avoiding my gaze like I was carrying some kind of plague.I strode through the reception, frowning. "What’s going on here?" my voice sliced through the tension, but no one answered.The receptionist hesitated, her lips twitching as if she wanted to say something but couldn’t. Instead, she shook her head quickly and busied herself with a stack of papers that clearly didn’t need her attention.That gnawing sense of unease crept up my spine, stronger now. Something was definitely very wrong. Without another word, I turned and strode toward my office.The hallway felt longer than usual, my pace quickening. When I reached the door to my office, I pushed it open with force, ready to demand answers—And then I stopped in my tracks.She was there. Sitting in my chair.Isabella.She

ISABELLA'S POV I glanced at the stack of documents on the coffee table, and for a moment, my vision blurred. It wasn’t from exhaustion, though that was part of it. It was from the overwhelming weight of everything. I was getting more and more tired each passing day and my encounter with Daniel yesterday drained a lot of things from me. Reclaiming the law firm wasn't easy. And even though I didn't want to admit it, it was all thanks to Nicholas. He had arranged everything; the fake buyer, the transaction and all I did was formulate the contract. “Isabella,” Nicholas’s calm voice broke through the quiet, and I stiffened. I didn’t need to look to know he was standing behind me. His presence was almost magnetic- but it made me feel like a fragile vase teetering on the edge of a shelf.I reached for the stack of papers, intending to carry them downstairs where I could work in peace, away from his watchful eyes. But before I could grab them all, he was there, his hand gently brushing aga