Hired a Gigolo, Got a Billionaire

Chapter 720

Gwen’s POV

They said twenty-four to forty-eight hours.

I repeated that window so many times in my head it became a kind of internal clock.

A clock of tension.

The constant feeling that something could happen at any moment, that the timeline wasn’t mine anymore.

Twenty-four to forty-eight hours for the investigation to move forward after the evidence was presented.

Which meant the call could come at any time.

I still hadn’t told Nick anything.

Because there’s a very specific kind of hope that, when placed in the hands of a broken man, turns into a promise.

And promises are dangerous.

If the plan led nowhere, we would have to go through the legal route.

The formal path.

Slow.

Full of hearings and competing narratives.

I didn’t want Nick to feel like everything was resolved, only to watch reality take it away from him as easily as Renee had taken our peace. I didn’t want to see his eyes light up just to go dark again days later.

So I carried it alone. I tucked the weight into a place inside me I knew well.

The place where I put everything that couldn’t spill over.

That Saturday night, I tried to allow

were curled up on

mindless documentary played on

promising mystery and ten minutes later

Nick had a blanket over his legs and his arm

a few minutes, I could almost believe in

doesn’t wait for wars to

Nick shifted the

was thinking about something dumb today,”

room.” I turned to him,

going to look at that wall every day and remember

get

of a perfectionist than you like to

“I’m practical,” he corrected.

“You’re the perfectionist.”

made an

squeezed my

you

“Something very princess.Like…

looked at

“You’re making that

underestimating the paint industry,” I replied

pulling me closer, and I laughed with him, feeling

the…,” he started, then

tense slightly, like

the

the baby… what color do you want?”

looked up at the ceiling, pretending to think

I’d want something

beige, that