Married a Secret Billionaire

Bianca struggled to maintain her balance, desperate not to clumsily tumble over.

Lena looked at her in puzzlement, frowning before silently entering the guesthouse. Chris was preparing to follow suit when Bianca abruptly stopped him.

“Chris, can you spare a moment to talk to me?”

Chris sidestepped her touch and kept a respectful distance, his gaze distant. “What’s up?”

“W-Why are you treating me this way?” Bianca’s eyes welled up with tears. “Weren’t we close as kids? But now you’re so distant! You—”

Chris interrupted gravely, “Bianca, our childhood is in the past. I’m only being considerate because of our history.”

“Chris!”

“I have a girlfriend, who will be my future wife and the mother of my children.” Chris’s voice held determination. “I’m keeping my distance from other women out of respect for my devotion to her.”

froze, disbelief

steadfast tree, never showing interest in anyone. She

Lena was entirely

deep breath. She pleaded, “Chris, I understand your feelings for your girlfriend, but can’t you hold onto

“I have my boundaries.”

care of me

darkened. “What’s

been feeling unwell lately,” Bianca said, rubbing her temples grimly. “Maybe it’s because I’m not accustomed to this place. I’m constantly dizzy and can’t sleep in this

expression soured, and he slammed

fear as she

environment?” Edward retorted coldly. “It doesn’t

if I am?” Bianca raised her voice. “I’m just

altitude sickness don’t sound

he