All Chapters of My Forced Husband Is A Billionaire: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

Liam's POVI faced Ava, my mind racing as I tried to figure out what to say to her. I took two steps closer to her, but she took two steps backward. If she had heard me, then she was doing a pretty bad job of trying to hide it.The way her eyes widened when I called her name, the way she flinched when I tried to hold her hand, and the way she turned on her heels, facing away from me, was enough proof that she had heard something.Don't be too sure, Liam; it could be that she didn't hear everything.I took in her appearance, and it didn't look well at all. Her reddened eyes showed that she had been crying so much. Her face was pale. At the moment, all I wanted to do was hold her in my arms and let her relax and rest—she had been through so much for one single day."Ava," I called out, my throat tightening."Liam," she replied, her voice almost inaudible. I noticed her shoulders trembling. "My dad wants to see you. He knows everything about the marriage, so be honest." Her words tumble

Liam’s POVMy heart pounded as the door clicked shut behind Ava, leaving me alone with her father. I could feel Robert Patel's cold gaze burning into me as he leaned against the pillow.I gulped, trying to keep my expression neutral, although I knew it was useless. He knew, I could see it in his eyes.Just how did he find out?"You can drop the act," Robert said, his voice accusing. "I know who you are, Liam. You think I wouldn’t recognize a Blackwell when I see one? I have been your dad's friend for long."Not anymore Robert. Not since you...I clenched my fists, taking in a deep breath so as to steady my erratically beating heart.Calm down Liam, play it cool. "I don’t know what you’re talking about, Mr. Patel," I muttered, my voice as calm as I could make it.A low humorless chuckle escaped his lips. "I’m no fool, boy. The first day I saw you in my house, I knew something was off. You’re not just some guy, are you? You’re Liam Blackwell. So, what do you want? Why hide who you are t

Ava's POVIt had been another long day at Blackwell Industries. My eyes felt heavy as I trudged through the front door of our apartment, dropping my bag with a dull thud on the floor. My head was pounding from hours of staring at my computer screen, and my back ached from sitting in that rigid office chair. All I could think about was the giant presentation looming over me, the one I still had to finish before tomorrow. Deadlines, contracts, and the idea of a room full of board members watching my every move made my brain feel like it was going to explode.The smell of something delicious hit me before I even made it to the kitchen. I stopped in my tracks, surprised. There was Liam, my incredibly handsome husband, standing at the stove with an apron tied around his waist, a spatula in one hand, and a warm, welcoming smile on his face."Welcome home, baby," he said in that deep, comforting voice of his. He set the spatula down and walked over, pulling me into a hug. I practically melt

Liam's POVThe chirping of birds in a harmonious melody filled my ears the moment I woke up. I felt a weight on my chest and looked down to see the most beautiful person in the universe. My Ava. Her hair was scattered across the pillow, her cheeks flushed, her lips slightly parted as she slept.I still couldn’t believe it. She gave herself to me last night. No, we gave ourselves to each other in the most passionate way.A silly grin spread across my face as I remembered the feeling of our bodies tangled together, how I felt her every breath, every touch.I ran my hand through her soft, silky locks, letting my fingers get lost in them as I drifted into my thoughts. We had known each other since we were kids, growing up together, going to the same kindergarten. I’d always told her I would be her prince charming and that I’d marry her someday. I wasn’t kidding even back then. She even took my first kiss, just as she took my first time last night. Unfortunately, the accident had wiped h

Ava woke up to the sun filtering through the curtains, but her heart was deep in the darkness. The news of her father's death hung heavily over her like a dark cloud, suffocating her thoughts and emotions. Beside her, Liam sat, his brow furrowed in concern.“Ava, are you okay?” he asked, his voice gentle, as if she were a fragile glass bottle.She turned to him, her voice low and almost inaudible. “I don’t know if I can face them, Liam. What if they hate me more now?”Liam sat up, his expression softening. “You’re not alone in this. I’ll be right by your side. And nobody has any right to hate you. You've done nothing wrong.”With a deep breath, Ava nodded, dragging herself to the bathroom. The thought of the days ahead pressed down on her shoulders, but she had to be strong. For her father.As they arrived at the Patel mansion, a dark cloud was visible over the once vibrant home. Mourners were gathered outside, talking in hushed tones as they went in and out of the house, sympathizing