Secret Billionaire’s Contract Bride: Marrying My Enemy’s Lover

Chapter 123

Do you know that sensation when you have been drowning and then you finally wrestle your way to the surface of the water and you can breathe agam! That was me and all of this. I was finally taking in that big gulp of air and I didn’t have the same heavy burden that had rested on my chest for months on end. Contentt bel0ngs to N0ve/lDrâ/ma.O(r)g!

Ashton had survived the gunshot and was in the confines of a secure prison. Tabitha on the other hand had not been arrested. She was currently in a Better Health Rehab facility. She was learning to deal with all her past traumas so that she could learn to be a better mother for Bella

I never blamed her for what happened. She had been fooled by those two monsters. She was only trying to make a better life for herself and her daughter. And when she was out of the facility I had a job waiting for her working on my crew for my next upcoming project in Toronto,

She was a good soul; she just needed a little act of kindness to help her on her way. And if I needed to hold her hand while she found her footing in this world then I would do that.

1 stared at myself in the large floor-length mirror in our closet and smiled. My belly was now showing and it was so cute and round and perfect.

I rubbed the small little bump and smiled down at my growing child. I was wearing a tight white sundress that showed off all the wonderful curves my body was blessing me with. I had blown out my hair and straightened it so it cascaded all the way down my back. My face was kept mostly natural and my neck was still adorned with the title ‘G’ pendant we had gotten for

our son.

“You look stunning,” I caught my husband in the reflection of the mirror. He leaned against the door frame of the closet dressed in khaki pants and a white button-down.

Today was a special day for us. We were going to find out the sex of our little nugget and I couldn’t wait.

After all that had transpired, I had been looking forward to this one for weeks. With Angela safely behind bars and not seeing the light of day for the next three or so decades I was happy.

I had finally called checkmate Game over.

“Are you ready?” I stared at my husband in the mirror.

He nodded, walking over to me and then wrapping his hands around my waist. He pulled me into him, his warmth surrounding me. I leaned into his touch and tilted my head back so I could look him in the eye.

“Are you happy, husband?”

I had been asking him this question since we made the move from LA to come to Blackberry, a relatively small town in Colorado. It was quiet and peaceful here and the good thing was that we weren’t hounded by the paparazzi. We were free to live our lives how we wanted and on our terms.

“You ask me this every day, wife and my answer will forever remain the same.” He leaned down and captured my lips in his. “I am over the moon happy here with you. I told you that even if you wanted to make a home in hell I would be standing right there with you Where you go, I go. I am happiest wherever you are.”

My heart melted at his words. I would never tire of hearing him adorn me with his affections. I would never tire of him speaking of how he loved me. It assured me that we were truly in this for the long haul. He was mine and 1 was his just like we had promised each other that day at Corinna’s wedding.

“Ready to find out if you are going to be a girl dad or not? 1 arched my eyebrow moving out of his hold and taking his hand. “My gut is telling me that it’s a boy. I don’t know why.”

“And my gut is telling me, you are carrying my little princess. He placed his free hand on my barely there belly. “You’re just glowing and that can only be the doing of my beautiful girl.”

It was so cute how he was hoping for a baby girl. He had grown up with a brother and didn’t have any sisters in his house.

I knew he wanted a girl but didn’t care as long as they were healthy and happy. That was what we wanted at the end of the day. A happy and healthy baby was the goal for me. It was why I had taken off working on any new projects until our little Angel was born. I was dedicating all my time to growing our little nugget. I needed to keep them safe and sound until they were ready to meet the world.

We walked hand-in-hand to the back of the house and walked toward the lake that had been the major selling point when we were looking at houses.

Damon had set up our little gender reveal picnic. A white blanket with some sparkling grape juice, some of my favorite snacks, and the cake from the baker. He had also made it so that Corinna and Daniel could be a part of the gender reveal too. Each of them wore pink shirts to signify what they thought it was.

I was clearly the only one who was leaning toward a boy.

I had opted for a small intimate reveal. This pregnancy was far too special and I wanted my closest circle to be there. I didn’t need the fan fair of extravagant gifts. Having my people was enough for me.

“Hey, sister,” I sat down on my pillow and Damon came to sit beside me.

“Hey, sister, she gushed. “Look at your little bump. It’s so cute!”

“Hey, Adie,” Daniel waved beside his girlfriend.

“Hey, Danny.”

Corinna had really made a home for herself in LA and I was glad that she was flourishing. She had everything she ever wanted there. Her career and the man that she loved. The environment was much kinder to her than it had been to me and I was happy. It only sucked that we had to be so far apart from each other. But whenever she could, she would fly out to see

1.

“How are you feeling?” Corinna asked me while Damon set up the cake so they could see it.

“Nervous but so excited. I can’t wait to finally know what to call the baby.”

We had two names picked out-one for each sex,

I placed my hand over Damon’s as he cut into the cake. My heart hammered hard in my chest, the anticipation taking over.

We withdrew the knife and looked at each other. I could see the love swimming in his eyes and a silent promise in them as well

Forever and always.

“Okay, you pull out the slice but we don’t look until we count down to three, agreed?”

He nodded in understanding.

1 leaned forward and pressed my lips against his in a quick kiss.

“Ready?” he asked, his voice low and nervous. I nodded, smiling.

“Okay, let me pull it out.”

We looked away from the cake slice while he pulled it out. I heard the audible gasps of my sister and her boyfriend knowing they had already seen it.

Our first year of marriage had been nothing short of a rollercoaster and now that we were moving into our second year I could only imagine the whirlwind that was to come.

“One…” I started counting

“Two.” he continued after me.

“Three…”

We turned at the same time and gasped.

Oh my God…

We smiled and kissed each other, both happy no matter the outcome