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Divorcing the Heiress by Mistake

Chapter 4 4

Word Count: 1236    |    Released on: 01/07/2025

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

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