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.”

disbelief washing over

tree, never showing interest

of Lena was entirely

her pale face, Bianca took a deep breath. She pleaded, “Chris, I understand your feelings

“I have my boundaries.”

care of me if

darkened. “What’s going

her temples grimly. “Maybe it’s because I’m not accustomed to this place. I’m

Edward approached with hot water and overheard their conversation. His expression soured, and he slammed the kettle on the table. Hot water splashed,

jumping back in fear as she stared at Edward.

Edward retorted coldly. “It doesn’t seem like an issue of adaptation. It seems like you’re

her voice. “I’m just stating the facts!

don’t sound like

he walked