The Billionaire Doctor's Contract Bride

Void Clause 2

The PI video went viral at 6:03 PM.

I was still in wrinkled white silk Valentino wedding dress from City Hall 2 PM wedding yesterday. Ethan Blackwood was still in sweatpants, making tea in Penthouse A Upper East Side kitchen. The red Valentino Gala dress for Annual Blackwood Gala next Saturday 7 PM was on our bed.

And on my phone, on his phone, on Chloe Hart's phone, same New York Post alert.

EXCLUSIVE VIDEO: Billionaire Surgeon & Contract Wife Sleep Separate - Sham Proof! PI Video Penthouse A Window 12 AM-6 AM One Light On!

Lucas Blackwood had released it. Long-lens video from opposite building, 40 floors up, zoom into Penthouse A Upper East Side living room and two opposite bedroom doors.

One light on, like every night since we moved to Penthouse A.

But zoom showed truth Clause 2 mandatory separate bedrooms. 12:14 AM, I was in my bedroom bed. 12:15 AM, Ethan was on rug on floor in my bedroom, not in his suite, sleeping on floor to protect me from PI outside. PI thought separate bedrooms meant sham. He didn't know Ethan slept on floor to keep one light on.

Board group chat exploded at 6:05 PM. Mrs. Whitmore texted: Ethan, is video real? You sleep separate? Marriage valid 11:58 PM Night Court but video before City Hall wedding?

Mr. Thompson texted: Annual Blackwood Gala next Saturday Grand Ballroom Clause 10 first dance - if you sleep separate, how will you dance as real Mr & Mrs Blackwood?

Chloe burst in at 6:30 PM with laptop, still maid of honor blue dress, yelling, "Ryan Carter shared video! Vanessa shared! Ryan says 'My ex Ava always sleeps alone, poor billionaire doctor!'"

Ryan Carter, my ex-fiancé who stole clients from Mitchell Events Brooklyn to start Carter Elite Events, was using PI video to shame me.

Ethan read texts, gray eyes calm, Patek Philippe watch ticking, black Amex on counter.

"Ava, video is from night before City Hall wedding 2 PM. We were contract then. Separate bedrooms Clause 2 said mandatory. We obeyed contract. Now we are real married since 2 PM yesterday, Judge Miller said VALID 11:58 PM City Hall Night Court. Clause 2 can be void if both agree in writing. Page 14 amendment already handwritten. We can add Page 15 tonight."

Mark Sullivan arrived at 7 PM at Penthouse A with files from Blackwood Tower 88th floor office, same attorney who drafted confidential marriage contract two days ago.

"Page 15 Amendment to Void Clause 2," he said, placing paper on table. "Under original contract Clause 2: mandatory separate bedrooms Penthouse A. Amendment: Both parties Ethan Blackwood and Ava Mitchell agree to void Clause 2 effective tonight, share bedroom as real husband and wife. Signatures required. Witness optional."

Mrs. Garcia, housekeeper ten years, stood in uniform by kitchen.

"I will witness, Mr. Blackwood, Mrs. Blackwood. I saw you sleep on rug last night to protect her. That is real."

My heart hammered. Ten days ago I had $412 bank, mother Helen Mitchell dying at Mount Sinai needing $78,000 valve replacement, Mitchell Events bankrupt owing $60,000. Now I had marriage certificate valid 2 PM City Hall, 1968 diamond band from Arthur Blackwood, Penthouse A Central Park view, and a real husband asking to void separate bedrooms.

"Ethan," I whispered in white wedding dress, "if we void Clause 2 tonight, we share bed. For real. Not for PI, not for board, not for Annual Blackwood Gala next Saturday 7 PM Grand Ballroom first dance. For us."

He looked at me, gray eyes warm, not cold billionaire surgeon who fixed roses too tall at charity gala.

"Ava, I paid Helen's surgery at 7:03 AM before contract signing at 10 AM at Blackwood Tower. I invested $500,000 silent into Mitchell Events at 9 AM before signature because Chloe told me you built company from nothing. I slept on your floor rug last night not for one light on camera, but because I couldn't sleep alone thinking about Post leak 5:45 AM. I married you at City Hall 2 PM for real, not for Arthur Blackwood will. I want Clause 2 void because I want to wake up next to my wife."

Chloe cried, "Sign it, Queen!"

I picked up pen, same pen I used to sign original contract two days ago at Blackwood Tower 88th floor.

I signed Page 15: Ava Mitchell - agrees to void Clause 2 separate bedrooms, share bedroom Penthouse A as real Mrs. Blackwood.

Ethan signed below: Ethan Blackwood - agrees to void Clause 2, share bedroom as real husband.

Mark stamped, Mrs. Garcia signed witness, Chloe signed witness.

Clause 2 was void at 7:32 PM.

Penthouse A had two opposite bedroom doors for eight nights. Now we had one bedroom.

Ethan picked up red Valentino Gala dress from bed, hung it in closet, then picked up my white Valentino wedding dress, still wrinkled from sleeping last night.

"You don't need white dress tonight, Mrs. Blackwood. You are already Mrs. Blackwood. Valid since 11:58 PM Night Court."

He led me to his suite first time. His bedroom, bigger, Central Park view, black sheets, not my white sheets. Patek Philippe on nightstand, black Amex, marriage certificate valid from City Hall on dresser.

"Can I sleep here tonight? For real?" I asked, Independent, Capable, Confident, Brave, Elegant, Powerful tags gone, just Ava.

He nodded, took my hand, 1968 diamond band shining.

"Our first night sharing bed as real married couple. Not contract."

We lay down at 10 PM, not 12 AM like PI video. One light on still, but both in same bed this time.

He didn't kiss me like board dinner red Valentino kiss Mrs. Whitmore clapped. He held me, white wedding dress finally off, in soft pajamas Mrs. Garcia left, his arm around waist, real husband and wife.

"Ava," he whispered in dark, Central Park lights outside, "Annual Blackwood Gala next Saturday 7 PM Grand Ballroom Clause 10 first dance. Will you dance with me as real wife who shares bed?"

"Yes, Mr. Blackwood," I whispered back, head on his chest, hearing his heart, cardiac surgeon heart, steady.

"And after Gala, will you stay married past twelve months? Not for Blackwood Memorial Hospital Group inheritance, not for Arthur Blackwood will, but for me?"

My heart stopped. Original contract Clause 1: twelve months. He was asking forever at 10:30 PM in shared bed first night.

Before I could answer, my phone buzzed, his phone buzzed, same time, 10:32 PM.

Not Lucas. Mrs. Whitmore, board.

Ethan, Ava, emergency board update! Lucas hired new event planners for Annual Blackwood Gala next Saturday! Ryan Carter and Vanessa from Carter Elite Events! They will plan Gala at Grand Ballroom! Board approved because Ryan was Ava's ex-fiancé who knows her work! See you Saturday 7 PM first dance!

Ryan Carter. My ex-fiancé who stole my biggest clients from Mitchell Events Brooklyn, who shared PI video today at 6:05 PM, was now official planner for Annual Blackwood Gala next Saturday where I must dance first dance as real Mrs. Blackwood in front of press.

Lucas hired Ryan and Vanessa to make me fail at my own Gala.

Ethan sat up, gray eyes cold again, billionaire surgeon protecting wife.

"Mrs. Blackwood, your ex will plan your first dance as Mrs. Blackwood?"