The Billionaire Who Stole My Heart

A pair of eyes shimmering like the ocean waves, Ronald felt a shiver run through his body, suddenly waking from a dream. Sweat trickled down his spine.

A strange feeling echoed in his chest.

He reached out, irritated yet somewhat helpless.

Was a dream really that powerful?

Over the years abroad, mingling with the Malones, he had met many people, including some very impressive women.

But with them, aside from respect, he never harbored any improper thoughts.

Except when it came to Kari.

He rubbed his face hard, got out of bed, and walked into the bathroom.

After a cold shower to wash away the sweat, Ronald felt thirsty and went to the kitchen for a glass of water. Mid-drink, he remembered the Malone's grand dinner. He hadn't attended.

There would be complaints, for sure!

Back in his room, Ronald checked his phone to find a string of missed calls.

He deleted them all, pretending he hadn't seen any.

That dream had utterly banished sleep for the night.

spent the night sorting through work, even canceled a negotiation set for the next day, deciding instead to

six in the morning, Ronald

way back,

woken up, surprised:

got us breakfast. Eat up, we'll head to the hospital soon for

beamed: "You're so busy with work, I could

didn't want to disrupt

health is more

Ronald went to wake

having the day off thanks to Brittany Dustin

all go to the

got ready and headed straight to the

primary doctor was surprised to see Ronald but quickly regained composure, inquired about Willa's condition, and reminded

through medication, asked, "When can I finally stop

looking

one; you can undergo the transplant surgery,"

dependency on medication.

"Okay."

office, Willa followed a nurse to collect her

the doctor's surprise and turned to

aware of her sharpness, didn't bother hiding

arranged for