All Chapters of A Billionaire’s Hidden Affection : Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

I sit on the edge of our bed, my hands resting on my lap, feeling the weight of the silence around us. Maximilian is at the window, his back turned to me as he looks out over the city, his profile bathed in the soft light of the evening. It's hard to believe how much has changed between us. The storm that once raged inside our marriage—an endless cycle of tension, distance, and broken trust—has calmed. I can hardly recognize the man beside me. The walls he built around his heart, the cold exterior he wore like armor, are all but gone now. And yet, the world outside, the one that looms so large over us, is not done with us.Maximilian turns, his eyes meeting mine. His gaze is warm now, no longer distant or guarded, but full of something I never thought I’d see in him—love. I can't help but smile softly, but my heart tightens with the weight of what’s coming. We’ve been through so much together. But is it enough? Will it ever be enough to protect us from what’s out there, from what’s w

I watched Maximilian from the kitchen as he sat at the dining table, buried in his laptop. His face was etched with that familiar look of intense focus, his eyes darting over figures on the screen, his fingers typing furiously. It had been like this for days. Weeks, even. The world around him was growing more and more distant, and the man I once hoped to build a life with was slipping further out of reach.I took a deep breath, glancing over at my mother, who was curled up in her favorite chair. She was sleeping, thankfully, but I couldn’t shake the worry that lingered in my chest. The weight of her illness was something I carried every day, but it seemed like every time I tried to balance my world, Maximilian’s empire would pull me away from everything I held dear. The more he immersed himself in work, the more I felt like I was left to navigate the storm alone."Eliza?" Maximilian’s voice cut through the silence like a knife. I hadn’t even realized I’d been standing there for so lon

I had never seen him like this before—so vulnerable, so consumed by something other than the ironclad control he’d always exhibited. Maximilian was standing in front of me, his face tense, his jaw clenched, as though battling some invisible force. His usual unshakable exterior had cracked, and I was unsure how to react to the vulnerability I saw in his eyes."Eliza," he began, his voice a little rough, "I need to tell you something—something you’ve never known."I felt my heart rate spike, my chest tightening with a sense of foreboding. I knew this conversation wasn’t going to be easy, and the weight of his words hung between us, thick and suffocating."What is it, Maximilian?" My voice barely rose above a whisper, the fear creeping up on me as I searched his expression for any clue as to what he was about to say.He took a deep breath, his eyes avoiding mine for a moment. The tension was unbearable, and I could feel my stomach churn with unease. Maximilian was the type of man who nev

The air in Maximilian’s study was tense, a suffocating kind of silence filling the space. I stood by the window, my fingers absentmindedly tracing the cold edge of the glass. Below, the city lights blinked like stars scattered on the ground, a false sense of calm masking the storm that had found its way into our lives. Maximilian’s voice cut through the silence, sharp and commanding. “Sit down, Eliza.” I turned to face him, my chest tightening at the sight of his clenched jaw. His eyes, those piercing gray eyes that had softened over time, were now hardened, their edges sharp with determination. “Just tell me what’s going on,” I said, my voice shaking despite my attempt to sound resolute. “I deserve to know.” His gaze softened for a brief moment, but it was fleeting, like a ripple in a still lake. “You’re right,” he said, leaning back in his chair. “You do.” He motioned toward the leather armchair across from him, and I reluctantly sat down, my heart pounding as I braced mys

I didn’t know what to say. His words hung in the air between us, thick with the weight of everything we had been through, everything I had endured, and everything he had kept locked away. He was looking at me now—not with the cold detachment I had grown so used to, but with raw sincerity, as though he was standing before me completely vulnerable, offering me a piece of himself he hadn’t shown anyone in years.The room felt smaller, the space between us shrinking. I could feel my heart racing, a knot tightening in my chest. I had spent so long building walls around my emotions, convincing myself I could never trust him again. But now... now I wasn’t sure. I took a step forward, hesitant but not afraid. “Maximilian…” My voice cracked. “Why now? After everything?”He ran a hand through his dark hair, his gaze never leaving mine. “Because I’ve been an idiot, Eliza. I’ve been hiding behind the walls I built, thinking they would protect me, thinking they would keep me from feeling. But all