Secret Billionaire’s Contract Bride: Marrying My Enemy’s Lover

Chapter 87

*Adelaide’

Life had been nothing short of exhausting lately-and 1 meant that literally I was exhausted and I had no idea why.

Damon and I were doing amazing. Things were finally looking up for us. We had even gotten some couples therapy sessions. in. It had been his idea to go and I was all for it. We needed to learn to communicate the right way and to help each other in a healthy way

It felt like I had known Damon my entire life but it was times like these that I forgot that we were only one year into our marriage. We were still figuring each other out. The majority of the years I had known him we were never close.

I loved him and 1 loved us together. I was willing to work at it as long as he was in it with me.

I had been in and out of meetings all day and we were about to wrap up but throughout the entire meeting I had been feeling so nauseous. It had been like that for the past two weeks. I didn’t know if I was coming down with something or what. Damon and Corinna were fine so I didn’t think I was sick.

We had just wrapped with the showrunners when I had to bolt for the bathroom so quickly. I had just about made it in time before the entirety of my bowels expelled themselves.

I hated vomiting. Not only the taste but also the core workout you got when you heaved and heaved and still nothing came out always made me angry. It got to the point where I had no more food left in me, just the acid in my stomach.

When I was sure I was done I flushed the toilet and headed out of the stall.

I came face to face with Sammy, one of my showrunners.

“Babes, are you okay?” Her little British twang made the words sound a little weird but that was what I loved about her. She was hilarious on her own but couple that with the accent and she would have you rolling in laughter. “That sounded nasty in there Are you ill?”

I nodded. “It’s been like this for a few weeks. I just wake up with nausea and I don’t throw up all the time but I wish I did because then at least the nausea would die down.” My stomach churned again at the thought of what I had just done.

the tank to give. It was all acid in there and

need to go to the

sweat that beaded my forehead

tea for that stomach of yours and

scrunched my nose.

your best friend in the first trimester.”

wide-eyed. “Oh, no

you sure?”

time I had my period and when I calculated I was actually

the sinks, bracing my hands on the

I was never late. But I also had been under a lot of stress lately. From the movie to my marriage and that wicked witch who thankfully had not made a resurgence. Maybe that was why I was

flat stomach wondering to myself if there was something in there. My hand came

something in there?

since I came back from Paris. We had been so busy with work and

banging on my door. We had made up. The

I was afraid of

was still shooting the movie

able to cope? Were

these questions in my head already and I didn’t even know if I was carrying a baby or not. I was scared to find out but there

me and Damon. They would be equal parts of each of us. They would

hun.

met Sammy’s gaze in the mirror. “Oh my God, I could be pregnant right now. I

me with a reassuring smile on her face. “You’re going to be fine.

My head was