All Chapters of Contract Marriage With My Billionaire Ex: Chapter 131 - Chapter 140

Onika's POV I walkd towards the cabinet to get something to eat but I was disappointed to see it empty, I made a mental note to get some groceries later.I walked lazily and went back to the couch, Laura laid asleep on the bed, she was tired and I knew, she had been trying to hide her own tiredness and problems just so she could focus on mine.Tears welled up in my eyes as I remembered how firm she stood my me, leaving everything behind just so I wouldn't be alone here. I didn't have much to be grateful for but Laura's one of the things in my grateful list.I picked up my sketch pad and decided to finish the drawing from earlier on, I erased some of the touched I added that made it look like a deranched bird.I grabbed my phone to put on a Lena dey Rey album, I scrolled through my music history, a notification of a new article popped up.I knew I shouldn't click on it, I knew it would be related to me one way or the other but I couldn't silence the voice inside of me screaming to cli

Onika's POV "You mean your pregnancy," Kent's words ran in my ears.How did he know? How the fuck did he find out? Laura and I are the only one who knows about this so how did he find out, I turned to look at Laura, could she? Then I recalled when she said Kent was ready to take care of me and dmy child, did she tell him after I asked her not to say anything to anyone?"Laura, what did you do?" I asked, anger evident in my face."What are you talking about? I didn't do anything," she denied."You're lying, I told you to keep one secret and yet you went about yapping about it to everyone?" The words came out of my mouth, dripping with anger."First of all I am not everyone, secondly I didn't even find out from her," Kent blurted."Of course you didn't," I scoffed."I did not say a word to him Onika," Laura sobbed.I couldn't explain what I was feeling, I was pained. My best friend who I trusted with my secret went around and told it to one of the people that I never wanted to find ou

Onika's POVI sat on the edge of my bed, staring at the dimly lit screen of my phone, the notification from my bank was still there, I hadn't removed it, a silent reminder that my accounts had been unfrozen.I should have felt relieved, I should have felt victorious instead, I felt… lost. Money had never been the problem, it was what it represented. Freedom, independence. The ability to take control of my life again. And yet, now that I had it back, I wasn’t sure where to begin. Do I stay in Michigan? Start over somewhere else?Do I go back to New York and face the life I left behind?I clenched my phone tightly, pushing those thoughts aside.There was only one thing I knew for certain. The gallery, it was my dream, my project, something I had built with my own hands. It was more than just an art exhibition. It was something an everything and I wasn’t going to let anything or anyone take it away from me.Before I could overthink it, I unlocked my phone and scrolled through my contacts

Nathan's POV The soft ticking of the clock was the only sound in my office. I leaned back in my chair, eyes fixed on the ceiling, my mind far from the pile of paperwork waiting for me. I had been distracted all morning. Something just felt... off.Maybe it was because I hadn’t stopped thinking about her, Onika.Her name alone was enough to make my chest tighten, I swore I wouldn’t let myself get caught up in these thoughts again, but it was like fighting a losing battle. Especially now that rumors were swirling around about her gallery.I sat up straighter, rubbing my face with both hands, trying to shake the feeling.“Get a grip on yourself Nathan,” I mumbled under my breath.But the thoughts refused to leave, if she was really setting her gallery back up, then what did that mean? Was she back? Had she finally decided to return?I stared at my phone on the table. Maybe I should call her, just to know but she blocked me, still I reached for the phone. My thumb hovered over her name, b

Onika's POV I crouched on the couch thinking about Nathan, I usually get flashbacks to him but this time it was more than just a flashback, I felt like a part of me was gone, a part that may never come back.There wasn't much work for me to keep my self busy with so I began to deep clean the house.I hated feeling like this broken and empty.With a heavy sigh, I stood up.There wasn’t much to do. The gallery was running because of the team I had left behind, and even though I still handled things remotely, it wasn’t the same as being there in person.To distract myself, I had to clean, something to take my mind off these thoughts for a while. Even though I had deep cleaned everything a few days ago during one of my emotional breakdown, I went over everything again.I wiped down the already spotless counters, vacuumed the floors, even though they didn’t need it, and dusted furniture that didn’t have a single dust on them.When there was nothing left to clean, I moved to the laundry ba