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WEATHER FOR TWO: NINE MONTHS WITH THE DYING BILLIONAIRE

Chapter 5 My Guardian Angel

Word Count: 1655    |    Released on: 10/06/2026

to get up, Ar

he fall from the railings, sharp and desperat

stand what was happening,

act was

of my lungs as the pool swallowed us whole, an

es soaked heavy, ears ringing

ot, there would have been shattered skulls and splashed brains everyw

as really at work,

hadows breaking through the surface as people rushed toward the

ide the pool,

rface, limbs loose, eyes shut, like he had

slowly, drifting upward w

error punching har

water with desperate force. My lungs screamed as I reached him, m

im to consciousness, but his h

ng ha

I wrapped my arm under his shoulders and pu

muscles burned, legs kicking fran

we brok

thout stopping, I dragged him toward the pool's edge. The nurses hand

o pull him o

oor, pale and motionless, water p

urses, security guards, and doctors surrounded us almost imm

s he still breat

okay?" ano

his unmoving body on the floor. My ears ran

d seen it- the thin line of blood dripp

get it of

rong. Something

uck my head again, sudden and blinding. I groane

e close befor

Dr. A

red into his hazel eyes, searching f

sked, my voice breaking, tears

They lifted him quickly, efficiently, placing him onto

nto the emergenc

aid in fear and worry as I held onto his hands, my g

with shock and concern,

back to her ward," Austin said

ow my name?" I

and walked away, his back already

llowed like a chick, numb and obedient. She sat me on the bed,

ject the drip. Within seconds, my eyelids f

**

dnight when I

or distant hospital beeps an

y head felt clear, the headache g

f sleeping in the hospital. All

ced somethi

my bed was drawn, like it w

got the

st the tiled floor. Slowly, I walked towar

saw him

I say the man who almost killed me be

inst the pillow. His skin looked smooth, almost unreal, like milk

e close to his, stu

handsome,"

s snapped open an

I scra

en he noticed the drip on his hand, his face darkened. Wi

m instantly, gra

it could hurt you,"

ve, like I was nothing but a pest. He tore the

cre

rabbed the curtain, wrapping it r

as stare, h

or and tried to open it. He pul

?" he asked, frustrati

whispere

ere the key is?

t. I had no idea why the door was locked

ily and banged

esponse. Then a

I could pick it up, he pulled

amn door,"

ceive full treatment and you are cleared. You're under o

u have to lock me up here with a dum

t harder tha

ight Raisem,"

I said with a smile but I remembered

st let me o

next 1 minute. Enjoy,"

threw the phone to

ng locked up

e, yes, but he

noticed his wrist a

st," I sa

d under his breath, th

on my bed, s

he said

life," I said, even tho

c, devilish laug

a predator closing in. My heart thudded wild

through his hair

your life?" he thre

n't r

ne about the bleed

yed s

also have a memory loss about t

in, I don't like being mocked,"

closer until he stood

and I deserve an ans

through me. What if he ki

errupted us and a pap

to his chair. He read quickly, then tore

made my ch

-tempered... or

ng about him

ness buried beneath the anger

walked toward

wouldn't l

documents spread across it-wo

an heir. Then at that moment, I k

as I heard the

ed away

an offer

ffer?"

a woman? Can I be

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WEATHER FOR TWO: NINE MONTHS WITH THE DYING BILLIONAIRE
WEATHER FOR TWO: NINE MONTHS WITH THE DYING BILLIONAIRE
“I never planned to sell my body, just my time. Poverty pushed me into that brothel, but I didn't know it was a deadly ring until they loaded us into a bus... and it crashed. Dozens died. I survived. Bleeding and terrified, I ran into the road and straight into the car of Raisem Hargrave, the youngest billionaire in the country, silently battling a deadly illness. He should've left me there. Instead, he took me into his cold, quiet world of wealth and secrets... and made me an offer no sane girl would accept. Carry his child. Give his grandmother an heir. Walk away after the birth. No strings. No emotions. No future. It was supposed to be a simple contract between a dying billionaire and a girl with nothing left, until the way he looked at me stopped feeling like business... and started feeling like danger.”