CHAPTER 32
Belle hadn’t expected her room to feel so unfamiliar after only a few days away. But now, curled under the soft covers, with her favorite candle burning faintly on the dresser.
She was stronger now. Not fully back to her normal self, but strong enough to walk without assistance, to shower without help, and most importantly, to sleep in her own bed again.
Adam leaned back in his chair, rubbing his temples as he stared at the endless sea of spreadsheets on his screen. Every time he tried to focus, his thoughts drifted back to Belle.
This wasn’t supposed to happen.
This marriage is supposed to be a tool, a pathway to destroying the Bailison Group from the inside out. But lately… he’d lost track of that. Somewhere between the almost kiss, stolen glances, and the quiet way she
