Chapter 14 - Betrayed, Yet Bound To The Billionaire by Grace Madeline

Chapter 14 D Over the years , the constant pain had been like a relentless torturer , pushing Percival closer and closer to the edge of breaking down .

If it werent for his iron will and the meager support of medications , hed probably already be hanging by a thread .

Forget surviving , he wouldnt even have made it this far .

And yet , now , for the first time in a long while , he felt a wave of relief , both physical and mental , washing over him like he was being reborn .

It was as though the toxins inside him were quietly dissolving , his body and mind both rejuvenated in a way hed never felt before .

All set , Odalys said softly , pulling her hand back , turning , and walking over to the sink to wash her hands carefully .

After a moment , she faced him again , her stance now more commanding as she sized him up .

Her eyes locked with his dark , intense ones .

But her gaze slipped , falling onto his bare torso his strong abs and V line were obvious now , with only a towel barely covering the lower half of his body .

Odalys froze for a second, her face flushing bright red .

She quickly turned her gaze away , realizing the thick , charged atmosphere in the room .

She turned toward the door , her steps a little rushed , not quite as graceful as usual .

Its getting late , and I have to record a variety show tomorrow morning she said , her voice low .

Ill head back to my room to sleep .

Just as she reached the door , Percival : al Stewarts gravelly voice cut through the air , stopping her dead in her tracks .

Wait .

Huh ? She turned back , her brow furrowing in confusion .

Percival glanced at her briefly , then shifted his gaze to the coffee table across the room .

Dorian opened a safe at the bank this afternoon , he said in a quiet , serious tone .

Your wedding gifts are in there .

The key and your ID are on the table , he added , his voice rasping a little .

P Odalys followed his gaze and saw her ID and a key on the table .

She quickly walked over and grabbed the ID .

Take the key too , Percival said without looking at her , almost like he knew shed forget it .

Its yours Odalys hesitated .

She never planned on keeping the gifts .

She didnt want them she just didnt want the Bennett family getting their hands on them In a month , if Percival made le it through , shed sit down and talk with him about ending this arrangement .

Shed return everything to him then Alright .

Without saying much more , she grabbed the key and made her way to the door .

Inside the bathroom , Percivals eyes lowered to the marks on his neck and chest .

The impressions left by her fingers were still visible .

He couldnt help but feel the strange , almost electric sensa So this is acupressure ? he murmured to himself his voice low and hoarse .

He hadnt expected acupressure to actually do this to help with toxins , of all things Odalys wasnt at all what hed imagined .

He thought she was just some pawn sent by the Bennett family to get close to the Stewart fortune .

But shed kept her distance , treated him with cool professionalism , and never once flinched around him .

Interesting , he muttered , wiping the blood from his lips , pulling on his bathrobe , and stepping out of the tub .

As soon as he walked out , Leng Zimo arrived in a hurry , his eyes locking on Percivals neck as he caught sight of him .

He quickly approached , excitement written all over his face .

Damn , let me see that Onson said with a grin , practically rushing over to Percival .

He yanked at the bathrobe , revealing the claw marks on his chest that connected to those on his neck .

No way ! Youve gotta be kidding me ? Orson exclaimed , his hands shaking with excitement .

Percival grabbed his hand , pulling it away as he tightened his robe and shot Orson a sharp look .

So , this is acupressure ? * Hell yeah ! Im freaking amazed ! You start from the chest to suppress the toxins , then move down to the neck this is genius ! Wheres your wife ! I need to meet her right now , Orson said , practically bouncing on his heels , eager to run off and find Odalys .

Just as he was about to turn around and leave , Callum suddenly stepped in front of him , blocking his path .

Mr.

Lark Callum said , his voice low but serious , You just said it yourself shes Mrs.

Stewart .

Dont you think its a little off to go looking for another mans wife at this hour ! .

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He quickly raised his hands in surrender , nodding .

Yeah , yeah , youre rightt Not the best timing .

Ill talk to him tomorrow .

But , uh .

could you have a word with her for me ! See if shell teach me a few things ? Onson was obsessed with medicine .

Coming from a long line of doctors , he couldnt resist the chance to learn new techniques , especially one as promising as this .

There was no way he was letting it slip away .

Shes not available right now , Percivals deep , gravelly voice interjected , shutting him down cold .

That was like a bucket of ice water over Orsons head .

He opened his mouth , trying to think of something to say , but no words came out .

Before he could react , Callum slapped a hand over his mouth and yanked him out of the room .

Once Orson was gone , Dorian stepped in , speaking in a low voice .

Sir , when Mrs.

Stewart went our earlier , the driver saw her stop by a pharmacy .

But after that , she got ..

tangled up with someone .

Percivals eyes narrowed slightly .

He looked up at Dorian , his expression unreadable .

Tangled up with someone ? he asked , his voice rough , with just a hint of suspicion .

Was someone harassing her ? Or did she run into some creep ? he wondered .

Well , it seems like … Dorian hesitated , lowering his voice even further , and gave a detailed report of what had happened .

He handed over an iPad with a video of the whole encounter .

Percival watched the footage , his gaze hardening when he saw the guys face , heard Odalys words .

His eyes grew colder than ever .

Sir , should we take care of this ? Dorian asked , his voice barely above a whisper .

Percival handed the iPad back , picked up his phone , and paused for a long moment .

When he spoke again , his voice was deep and calm , though the tension in the room was palpable .

No need .

She can handle it herself .

He added , with a deliberate pause , And from now on , tell the driver to stop tailing her .

Shes from the Bennett family , not some dama commodity ve bought .

This whole marriage thing was my grandfathers idea Shes part of the Stewart family now , and she gets treated with respect .

Shes got her own life .

Let her live it And make sure she gets everything she needs top tier , no exceptions .

When she comes back , arrange for her to have her own car .

Dorian blinked in surprise .

This was the first time Percival had given orders like this something more personal , not business related .

He nodded quickly , impressed by the shift .

Understood , sir , Dorian said quiedy , howing as he left the room with the iPad .

Meanwhile , in the next room , Odalys had returned to her space.

She grabbed a couple of pastries , washed up , and then settled down to rest … Surprisingly , she didnt feel restless despite being in a new place .

In fact , she drifted off to sleep almost instantly .

When her alarm went off , she uretched lazily , got ready , and slipped into a loose black T shirt and high waisted pants .

She tied her hair up in a ponytail , grabbed her bag and a small suitcase , and quickly made her way downstairs The house was eerily quiet , the servants moving about like shadows .

Odalys walked quickly , ordering a ride on her phone as she headed toward the door Mr.

Stewan , Dorian called , stepping forward as he saw her in a hurry .

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