THE CONTRACT WIFE: A ONE NIGHT STAND BILLIONAIRE ROMANCE
a's
ly because of how Lucas ignored them. I also felt bad for mysel
lt. I blamed myself for getting drunk that night, for letting
y, he bl
wanted to free myself. He couldn't keep me as his secret forever! How could he keep m
s on our wedding night. He knew I was pregnant, but he claime
he treated
life, and he mistreated me and our son. I put up with his behavior because
me. He was always unkind and constantl
ent extended to our son, Enrique. I endured his anger an
a broken family, so I stayed in my
ite this, I bore it all for six long years. I was willing to en
y reward for t
our vows, he trampled on my trust! How could I have been so naive to
ine him. I couldn't fault Enrique for his occasional stubbornness; he h
fference. I had been contemplating this for several days. By staying with Lucas
our son to behave!" Lucas' words sliced throug
argue all we want, but not in front of Enrique," I retorted, my voice tinged
to have found your strength to stand up to me," he
plored, holding his gaze. I hoped he would comprehend the necessity
your strength to stand
ctory to have him recognize my efforts to stand
" Lucas suddenly
ug. I squeezed his small hands, trying to reassure him that everything would be alright. He w
rld was unaware that he had a wife, and that wife was me. His colleagues and employees were obliviou
seduced him that night, he would be happily married to his fiancée. I couldn't understand why he clung to the
ogize to Enrique!" I demanded, bu
everal days, he had been excited about a school activity. He hoped th
't love me," E
nore him for now, sweetheart. Let's have breakf
," Enriq
he was present. But for Enrique's sake, I forced myself to e
ble, placed the dishes in the sink, and pulled the ca
aint hope that maybe, just maybe, Lucas would come to love his son. I wouldn't care if he
clandestine wedding, Lucas insisted I quit and focus on my pregnancy. He claime
h softness, seeing the innocence and vulnerability in Enr
dly enough, I found myself at peace with this. If he could just lo
e demanded I leave it to focus on my pregnancy. It seemed sweet at first, like he
our child financially. I initially resisted, but he wa
suing. It was damaging not just to me, but to my son as well. I wish I had
refused to give our son his last name, a fact that broke my heart. I couldn't believe he could treat hi
ally crossed!" a sh
nt. I wanted to ask about it, but I
Zara. Is Lucas with
nd my handsome lit
Blackwood, with the only trait he inherited from
, see you ar
and little white teeth, I couldn't help but return his smile. "Always remember, Ken, to be
ugh. "Yes, Mommy! I'll be good at school, but I want
y," I w