The Billionaire Who Claimed My Heart aand Who Broke Fate for Me 46 Summary
In Chapter 46 of “The Billionaire Who Claimed My Heart and Who Broke Fate for Me,” Elle grapples with her emotions and the complexities of her relationship with Brad. Determined not to sleep on the floor despite her pregnancy, she climbs into bed beside him, reflecting on their past interactions. The atmosphere in the room shifts as they lie in silence, and Elle feels a mix of discomfort and longing. She is acutely aware of Brad’s presence, which both comforts and frustrates her, leading her to question her desirability.
As the night progresses, Elle unexpectedly finds herself pressed against Brad’s bare chest when she awakens, sparking a rush of panic and embarrassment. She carefully retreats to her side of the bed, relieved that he remains asleep. After getting dressed, she interacts with Brad, who casually mentions arranging transportation for her shopping trip with Sophia, further complicating her feelings. The tension between them is palpable, and Elle’s heart races as she reflects on their intimate encounter.
During her shopping trip with Sophia, Elle seeks clarification about Brad’s past with Marissa. Sophia confirms the truth of Brad’s story, revealing Marissa’s desperation and the circumstances surrounding their relationship. This revelation brings Elle some comfort, solidifying her trust in Brad. Despite the heavy conversation, they shift gears to enjoy their day, with Sophia being considerate of Elle’s pregnancy.
However, the day takes a dramatic turn when Elle spots Luna Ada and rushes to save her from an oncoming car. In a heroic but reckless move, Elle pushes Ada out of the way, only to be struck herself. The chapter concludes with Elle experiencing sharp pain in her abdomen, filled with fear for her unborn child, leaving readers anxious about the consequences of her actions.
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**The Billionaire Who Claimed My Heart and Who Broke Fate for Me**
**Chapter 46**
**Elle’s POV**
Sleep on the floor? Absolutely not!
With determination coursing through me, I strode purposefully to the opposite side of the bed and climbed in, refusing to let the absurdity of that suggestion dictate my comfort. I was pregnant, for crying out loud, and there was no way I was going to subject myself to the cold, hard floor. Besides, in my current condition, it wasn’t like Brad could do anything untoward.
It was just sharing a bed, a scenario we had navigated just hours earlier.
I pulled the covers snugly around me, settling in with a disgruntled huff.
From the corner of my eye, I noticed Brad observing me, a hint of amusement dancing at the corners of his mouth as he reached over to extinguish the bedside lamp. As the room surrendered to semi-darkness, the moonlight filtered through the windows, casting everything in a soft, silvery glow that felt almost ethereal.
There we lay, enveloped in silence, and I became acutely aware of his presence beside me. The atmosphere shifted, suddenly feeling intimate and charged, which made me squirm with discomfort. I turned my back to him, as if the mere act of not seeing him would somehow alleviate the awkwardness that hung in the air.
Brad remained perfectly still, adhering to his side of the bed with an admirable restraint. His self-control should have been a source of comfort, yet a treacherous part of me felt… disappointed? Was I truly so undesirable that he could lie next to me without the slightest flicker of interest?
I swiftly crushed that thought, determined to banish it from my mind.
What is wrong with me? I’m pregnant, for heaven’s sake! And this is Brad—the arrogant Alpha who had turned my life upside down and inside out.
I inhaled deeply, trying to clear my mind of his presence. But the more I attempted to ignore him, the more attuned I became to every subtle movement he made, every quiet breath from his side of the bed.
This was utterly maddening.
After what felt like an eternity, I cautiously rolled over, only to find Brad lying perfectly still on his back, seemingly fast asleep. At least one of us had managed to relax.
I closed my eyes, willing sleep to envelop me, and eventually, exhaustion triumphed over my racing thoughts.
I had no idea how long I had been asleep when awareness slowly crept back in. I felt warm—unbelievably warm—and surrounded by a scent that was becoming all too familiar. My eyes fluttered open to discover that I was pressed against Brad’s bare chest, his arm possessively draped around me.
His chest… his incredibly muscular, very naked chest.
I jolted fully awake, my heart racing wildly.
Oh God…
I cautiously lifted my gaze to check if Brad was still asleep. Thankfully, his eyes were closed, his breathing deep and rhythmic.
With painstaking slowness, I inched backward until I was safely back on my side of the bed. A wave of relief washed over me. Thank goodness he hadn’t caught me in such a compromising position.
Noticing he showed no signs of waking, I carefully slipped out of bed, gathered my clothes, and tiptoed to the adjoining dressing room, my heart still racing from the unexpected intimacy of the moment.
Once dressed, I heard the shower running in the bathroom, the sound of water cascading soothingly.
Five minutes later, Brad emerged from the bathroom, a towel wrapped around his waist as he dried his hair with another. Water droplets clung to his shoulders, glistening like jewels, and I quickly averted my eyes, feeling a blush creep up my cheeks.
As I pondered what he would choose to wear today, I watched as he picked up the blue shirt I had selected for him just yesterday at the store.
I stood there awkwardly, unsure of what to say or do. The memory of waking up in his arms made it impossible to meet his gaze, my heart still fluttering from the encounter.
“You’re meeting Sophia for shopping today, right?” Brad said, his voice casual, not even bothering to look at me. “I’ll arrange a driver for you. Your usual driver is back in Moonshade Bay, and you’ll need transportation here.”
“Um… okay,” I replied, my voice uncertain.
“Go on then,” he said, adjusting the cuffs of his shirt with a practiced ease.
He cast me one last unreadable glance before departing down the hallway.
I exhaled in relief as he disappeared from sight, the tension in my shoulders easing slightly.
After breakfast, I reached out to Sophia, who had indeed been eagerly anticipating my call. Not wanting to keep her waiting, I hurried out with the driver Brad had arranged, my mind racing with thoughts of the day ahead.
Once I met up with Sophia, I dismissed the driver. Having someone hovering nearby made me feel uneasy. I could always take a cab back later.
As we strolled through a high-end shopping district, I gathered my courage to broach a topic that had been gnawing at me since yesterday.
“Can I ask you something about Brad and Marissa?” I ventured hesitantly, my heart pounding.
Sophia shot me a knowing look. “I was wondering when you’d bring that up.”
Brad had shared his side of the story with me, but I was left feeling uncertain about what to believe. “He mentioned that she drugged him at a party, and he woke up in her bed…”
“That’s exactly what happened,” Sophia confirmed without a moment’s hesitation. “Marissa Hopkins has been clawing her way up the social ladder for years. Brad was her golden ticket.”
“So it’s true? About her not being able to have children?” I asked, my voice barely above a whisper.
Sophia nodded grimly. “Genetic defect. That makes her desperation to land an Alpha even more apparent. She thought if she could get Brad to claim her as his mate publicly, it wouldn’t matter if she couldn’t give him heirs.”
“But he didn’t claim her,” I said softly, the weight of the truth settling heavily in the air.
“Because she’s not his mate,” Sophia stated firmly, her voice unwavering. “Brad took responsibility for the situation to protect both their reputations, but he never felt the bond with her.”
I fell silent for a moment, processing this revelation.
Sophia halted in her tracks, turning to face me directly. “Look, Brad may be cold and calculating in business, but he doesn’t lie. If he says that’s what happened with Marissa, then that’s the truth. Between you and me? Everyone knows Marissa is a total bitch.”
Her bluntness surprised me, yet it was oddly comforting to have confirmation of Brad’s story from someone else.
“Let’s go shopping!” I suggested, eager to shift the focus away from the heavy conversation. “This is my first time in Silverpeak. I’ll need your expert guidance.”
Sophia grinned, linking her arm with mine. “Now you’re talking! I know all the best places—and don’t worry, I’ll make sure we take plenty of breaks for the little one.”
We deliberately avoided discussing Brad after that, immersing ourselves in fashion and the latest trends. Sophia was clearly in her element, and I found myself mostly listening, unable to contribute much to the conversation.
True to her word, Sophia was considerate of my condition, suggesting we sit and rest frequently. I appreciated her thoughtfulness, and before long, we were chatting like old friends.
“Let’s go sit at that café over there,” Sophia suggested, pointing to a casual restaurant across the street.
I was about to agree when something caught my eye. I froze, my heart skipping a beat.
Luna Ada! What on earth was she doing here?
Just then, a car nearby began reversing erratically. Ada was obliviously looking down at her phone, completely unaware of the impending danger.
“Wait here a second!” I thrust my shopping bags into Sophia’s hands and dashed toward Ada without a second thought.
“Hey, what are you—” Sophia called after me, but I was already sprinting toward Luna Ada.
I reached Ada just in time to shove her out of the car’s path, but in doing so, I put myself directly in its way. The impact caught me off guard, sending me sprawling to the ground.
A sharp pain coursed through my abdomen, and fear gripped me. “Ah!” I cried out, clutching my belly. “The baby…”
Conclusion
As I lay on the ground, the world around me faded into a blur, the only thing that remained crystal clear was the overwhelming fear for my unborn child. The sharp pain coursing through my abdomen was a stark reminder of how fragile life could be, and in that moment, I realized just how much I had to lose. Everything I had fought for—the love I had developed for Brad, the future we were building together—hung precariously in the balance. The panic that gripped me was not just for myself but for the little one who had become the center of my universe. I had risked everything to save Ada, and now I could only hope that my reckless decision wouldn’t cost me the most precious thing I had ever known.
As the chaos unfolded around me, I felt a rush of warmth enveloping me, reminding me of the intimacy I had shared with Brad just hours before. I could almost hear his voice, filled with concern and urgency, urging me to stay strong. In that moment of vulnerability, I understood the depth of my feelings for him—he was not just the billionaire who had claimed my heart; he was the man I wanted by my side as we navigated the unpredictable journey of parenthood. With every breath I took, I silently prayed for both of us, wishing for a chance to mend the fragile threads of our relationship and to embrace the future we were meant to share. As I closed my eyes, I clung to the hope that fate would not break us apart, but instead, bring us closer together in the face of adversity.
What to Expect in Next Chapter?
**What to Expect in the Next Chapter?**
As the dust settles from Elle’s reckless act of bravery, readers will be on the edge of their seats, wondering about the repercussions of her impulsive decision. Will the impact from the car jeopardize her pregnancy, or will she emerge unscathed, albeit shaken? The emotional turmoil that follows this harrowing moment will undoubtedly deepen the bond between Elle and Brad, forcing them to confront their feelings in a way they never anticipated. With the stakes raised, their relationship may take a pivotal turn as they navigate the aftermath of this life-altering incident.
Moreover, the appearance of Luna Ada introduces a new layer of complexity to the story. What motives does she have for being in Silverpeak, and how will her presence affect the dynamics between Elle and Brad? As secrets unfold and tensions rise, readers can expect unexpected alliances and confrontations that will challenge Elle’s perceptions of trust and loyalty. The next chapter promises to delve into the emotional landscapes of each character, revealing hidden fears and desires that could either unite or tear them apart. Prepare for a rollercoaster of emotions as the plot thickens and the true nature of love and sacrifice comes to light!
Sara Lili is a daring romance writer who turns icy landscapes into scenes of fiery passion. She loves crafting hot love stories while embracing the chill of Iceland’s breathtaking cold.
