Divorcing the Heiress by Mistake
ne Between
ia's
had become my
rses down the corridors had become familiar. I knew the shift pa
han I
om on the upper floor. And every day after, I stopped by Room 409-the ro
had no one-no visitors, no family, noth
n enough for
aybe I wanted to heal someone else because I coul
was far mor
Sophia, a volunteer. I'd hidden behind a pair of old readin
werful business moguls in the country. The girl whose father now lay s
to tell him who
ing had shifted. He let me feed him now. He let me sit b
al food. It caught him off guard, that brief
d in silence. A man who had bee
lling in love wit
," he said wi
e lilies in the vase on his table. "And y
leep," he
lding my hands over
," he replied
nt. It didn't feel empty-it felt... thoughtful and tense,
. "Why do you wa
on made my
nt he would ask again and again. But no
Even if you don't b
eryone left when I became useless. So wh
've been left beh
. That the world saw me as untouchable. Because none of tha
ntrol, on precision and on knowing
h him-felt like wa
care
o his room and found a file s
ents?" I ask
planning, useless now. But I h
of him thinking of death-
age my assets," he added sl
st me?" I'm a stranger to you
onestly. "But I
etween us like a
s from him. "Sit. He commanded
but very
ou I wanted to make a proposal
ittle, but I kept my
life. Someone who can help me rebuild what I've l
slightly. "I want a
ht. "You want
y. "I'm not ready for that. I d
ldn't
ed someone who can hold the media wolves back, someone with a
ound was anything but clean. I was Sophia. He
, but it was also built on scandals, b
bably buy his entire compa
that mattere
seeing my silence. "It's not a
d me. "Terms. Conditions. R
e folder, my h
ything I thou
him. To support
and transactional-made it feel like my lo
it," I said after
o my father'
unmoving. The machines breathed for him. His world was
hing a curl from my father's forehead. "B
uld I do
swer. But in my heart,
s to want what's best f
409. Williams looked surprised wh
said calmly. "It
d his he
ll sign it. But I h
lifted.
private. You don't ask about my p
ai
. No media, no press. If th
nod
he same space. I want us to know each other better. If we'r
or a moment, then fi
my name-Sophie-my heart ached
ad just become the futu
that the woman sitt
qual in every way
e