All Chapters of The Billionaire's Sweet Contract Wife: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

Sophie’s pov ;I carefully wrote down today’s date and the costs for the exam and medication in my little notebook.I fumbled with the pen, making sure to add the supplements and nutrients that Sir had been buying for me, even though I didn’t know how much they cost.For someone with an ordinary family like his, all these expenses—especially that eight-digit surgery fee—must have drained his savings and probably left him with some debt.Sir never brings up these things, but I can’t forget. Every little bit of his kindness is etched in my memory, whether he realises it or not.Once I’d finished writing, I tucked the account book into the bedside table and carefully hid it away. I was about to turn off the light when memories of that night crept back into my thoughts.Just once…Will it really only happen once? We only did it just one time. I swallowed, a strange heat flooding me. Is it enough to make me pregnant?But why hasn’t he asked me to fulfil my role as his wife again? Maybe he d

Sophie’s pov ;The weekend finally came, and while Sir was busy at the company, I headed over to the coffee shop for my second day of work.Yesterday went so smoothly I thought today would be just as uneventful. But fate had a different plan.Just as I was delivering an order—an iced Americano, a cappuccino, and a slice of Basque cheesecake—a voice pierced through my ears harsh and hostile."Is it you?"Confused, I set the tray down and glanced at the girl across from me. She had her arms crossed, staring me down as if I’d committed some unforgivable sin.Isn't she the popular girl Amanda from university.“Enjoy your meal,” I muttered politely, ready to leave the table.But she wasn’t done. “Wait,” I turned, trying to keep my expression neutral.“What can I do for you?”She looked me up and down, sizing me up as if I were some kind of merchandise on sale. “You're so poor that you have to come work in a coffee shop?”I gripped the tray tighter, trying to stay calm. “I don’t know you,”

Sophie’s pov ;I know the Sir is strict with me because he wants me to be stronger, to rely less on him, and to start finding my own strength.I don’t want to be that little crybaby anymore, someone who can’t handle even a small breeze. One day, I want to be someone who can stand on her own and face any storm that comes her way.So, when he said in that firm tone of his, “Don’t go to work at the coffee shop anymore.”I knew he was only looking out for me."But, what if I still want to make money?" I asked, feeling a bit sheepish.“I’ll help you find a new job,” he replied. “Somewhere farther from school, so you won’t be targeted by Amanda again.”As usual, he made perfect sense. It wouldn’t do anyone any good if that crazy woman showed up again and caused trouble at the café. The manager there was so kind; it wouldn’t be fair to drag them into this mess.“Okay, thank you, Sir,” I said with a nod. “Next time I pass by the café, I’ll tell the manager I won’t be coming in anymore.”I fig

Sophie’s pov ;After I changed into my comfortable clothes, I still felt a strange warmth blooming in my chest.Sir’s words from last night kept replaying in my mind. He’d said no one had the right to judge my body, that he just wanted me to be healthy.A gentle warmth crept over my skin again, like I was wrapped in something soft and sweet. Sir could be so cold and distant, but in his own way, he really cared. I couldn’t help smiling.The next morning, Aunt Rosa handed me a glass of red date soy milk, and I gulped it down with a new sense of ease.“Aunt Rosa, you don’t have to make this for me every morning now,” I said, feeling lighter.My heart was finally at peace; I didn’t need to change myself for anyone.Across the table, Sir looked up from his magazine. I caught a brief smile on his face before he masked it with his usual calm expression.I waved to him, grabbing my thermos for class. “Sir, I’m heading out now. Bye!”“Hmm,” he replied, still cool as always, but I felt his gaze

Dominic’s pov ;Sophie's cheeks flushed a beautiful shade of red as she quickly slipped out of my arms, her defiant voice ringing out, “I learned all this from you.”I raised an eyebrow. “From me?”She snorted, that small, indignant sound only making me want to pull her back close.“If you dare to be mean to me again, I’ll run away and stop being your wife, Dominic.”She said my name, and I felt it like a whisper of something intimate, a quiet plea that made my throat tighten. The urge to pull her back into my arms surged within me, a reminder of just how disarming this girl was without even realising it.I felt my eyes darken as I leaned closer, my voice low and almost a threat. “If you call my name again, don’t even think about going back tonight.”She blinked, innocence mixed with a small hint of curiosity. “Where do I sleep, then?”My gaze met hers, and I let the words slip, heavy with intention. “What do you think?”Her face went a deeper red as she caught my meaning. I could alm