Hired a Gigolo, Got a Billionaire

Chapter 723

Nick’s POV

The days passed.

Then the weeks.

At first, I measured time by fear. By the phone that could ring again.

A legal notification.A headline.A car parked too long in front of the building.

The feeling that life was only on loan.

Then, without me noticing exactly when it happened, I started measuring time by other things. By the hour Bella woke up and went straight to the kitchen, barefoot, hair sticking up.By the routine Martina built like someone rebuilding a house with her own hands.By the way Gwen began organizing the small details of our daily life.

And by the sound of my daughter’s laughter returning without fear.

Custody had started out as temporary.

An emergency measure.

A provisional residence.

Words that sound neutral on paper and, in real life, mean hold your daughter tight, but don’t trust it yet.

But temporary, with Bella, was never temporary. She had no trouble adapting to life with us again.

I did.

for the moment she would

Or regress.

ask something I wouldn’t

when the trauma

looked like

back to sleeping

back to eating without glancing at the door like someone might walk in.Went back to

Her friends.

What she dreamed about.

wouldn’t say it was

my mother were my wall on the days

right kind

the lawyer Organizing

the process moving without turning it

euphoria.No celebrating too

with the kind of

she was telling

Has soup.

Has a bed.

to

I learned to

What started as temporary custody

victory, with fireworks and tears in

the world

Renee put Bella’s safety at risk and engaged in parental alienation was

lawyer managed to secure