All Chapters of The Billionaire's Sweet Contract Wife: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

Sophie’s pov ;That day when Sir left me with that cold glance, I felt like crying.His eyes, usually so distant, had grown even colder, and when they locked onto mine for that brief second, I felt an overwhelming chill seep through my skin.That glance made me feel like I was falling into an ice cellar, and I couldn't breathe for a long time after he walked out of the door. I stood there, frozen in place, my heart pounding in my chest as I stared at the spot where he had just been. What did I do wrong?Did I offend him in some way? I looked down at my skirt. Was it because I soiled my skirt? Did he think I was careless, or worse, slovenly? I bit my lip, fighting back the wave of embarrassment that threatened to overwhelm me. But I like to keep myself clean. But that look in his eyes made me question everything about myself.Aunt Rosa laid a comforting hand on my arm. "Don't think too much. Mr. Dominic must have something urgent at work so he left suddenly."I nodded slowly, but the u

Dominic’s pov ;"By the way, the boy from the Carpenter family came to visit today. He said a lot of kind things about us. I felt sorry for them, especially after losing their daughter, so I gave him a heads up."I clenched my jaw, feeling a wave of irritation rise up. Grandma’s soft heart had always been both a blessing and a curse for me. I understood where she was coming from—having a daughter herself, she couldn’t help but feel pity for the Carpenter family.But sympathy couldn’t erase the fact that the Carpenters had played their part in conspiring against us. No amount of apologies or sweet words would change that.“Grandma, I know you're kind-hearted. But don’t forget, they were willing to plot against you to get to our family.”She hesitated for a moment, clearly not wanting to antagonise me. “Dominic, it was the adopted daughter of the Carpenter family who acted on her own. There’s no need to blame the entire family for her actions.”I could hear the caution in her voice, but

Dominic’s pov ;I was buried in work, dealing with the endless responsibilities that came with running the Williams Group, when I heard a faint sound coming from Sophie’s room.At first, I thought it was nothing, but then I heard it again—a soft moan, followed by what sounded like murmurs. I stood up, walked to her door, and knocked.“Sophie?”There was no response, only more incoherent words. A strange feeling crept over me. I pushed the door open and saw her twisting in her bed, drenched in sweat, her face pale, as if she was trapped in a nightmare.“No, I won’t go…This is not my home.” She cried out in a hushed voice.I rushed over and grabbed her shoulders, shaking her gently.“Hey, wake up” But she remained locked in her dream. Her forehead was burning, far too hot. Damn it, why was she having another fever?Her body was still recovering from the cold, and now this. It was late—too late to call the doctor again.Though it's fine. I had enough knowledge to manage on my own, at lea

Sophie’s pov ;I fastened my seatbelt. "Where are we going?" I asked, a bit nervously.“I'm taking you to the old house to meet the elders," Sir replied casually.My heart jumped. "Ah!" I hadn’t expected that. "But I haven’t prepared anything." This was my first time meeting his family, and I didn’t even have a gift. I came straight from class, with no time to even mentally prepare myself."There’s no need to prepare, just show up," he said, and somehow his words eased my worry. If Sir said it was fine, I should believe him, right?The car moved smoothly, and soon we arrived at what Sir called the Williams Family’s old house. It was unlike anything I’d imagined—so grand, it didn’t even seem real. The lake was enormous, like something you’d see in a royal palace, with pavilions and towers dotting the landscape. Was this really someone’s home?"Sophie is here," a familiar voice called out as we stepped out. It was Old Grandma. I smiled, recognizing her kind tone instantly."Grandma, are

Sophie's pov ;His eyes were darker than usual, his pupils dilated. I knew he wasn't doing it on purpose, but his expression made my heartbeat quicken and my breathing shallow. He was staring at me, and for the first time in a long while, I felt so shy under his gaze.He pulled me closer, and I felt his breath on my face, warm and intoxicating. My body trembled under his touch. His hands were so large, his fingers rough and calloused. He held my face with a gentleness that seemed out of place for him.His lips met mine in a tender kiss, his tongue grazing my lower lip, his hands moving to the back of my head and tangling in my hair. He was surprisingly gentle, and I could feel the longing behind his movements. It was as if he was holding back, afraid of losing control."Hmmm...sir!" I let out a small whimper, unable to resist him, and his grip on me tightened. He kissed me harder, his hands sliding down my back and pulling me onto his lap."Don't call me that," he said, his voice husk