Divorced and Pregnant My New Life with a Billionaire Drives My Ex Crazy novel Chapter 306

It was clear now. She didn’t want anyone else to see. Phil gave up and slipped away, leaving Wiona alone. She found a quiet spot, waited until she was sure no one was around, and then finally opened the file.

That so-called blank contract had turned into a Marriage Agreement.

She nearly choked on her tea. Slamming the folder shut, she cursed under her breath. So this was Conrad’s plan all along.

But instead of panicking, Wiona actually felt herself calm down. If Conrad wanted to marry her, it was probably for the sake of the babies. The Sullivan family would never allow a scandal with illegitimate children. The only way was to have them born in wedlock. If she wanted to keep the babies, he’d have to give her that official title.

Wiona had only figured this out after some sleep. Now, with this marriage agreement in front of her, she wondered if he planned to keep things quiet for a while. Even if the truth about the babies came out later, the fact that they’d been married would make everything legitimate. And with Conrad’s resources, fudging the timeline wouldn’t be hard. So maybe all this talk about marrying her and being her husband was just about a contract marriage.

She took a deep breath to steady herself, set down her cup, and opened the agreement to read it properly. It was short, but the terms were crystal clear. If she wanted to have the babies and raise them with the Sullivan family, there was only one condition: she and Conrad had to get married.

But as she read further, Wiona realized something was off. Wasn’t this supposed to be a contract marriage? There was no time limit. No clause saying the marriage had to stay private. Nothing about personal boundaries or keeping things business only. Had he forgotten to include all that? The Sullivan Group’s lawyers wouldn’t make such a rookie mistake.

It was just one sheet of paper. The conditions were simple, and then there were the terms about property. Anything she owned before the wedding would stay hers. Anything he earned after they married would be shared. She’d have access to everything.

The wedding gift: Hawthorne Hall.

Her hands shook. She snapped the folder shut again. Was Conrad out of his mind? Who wrote a marriage agreement like this? Did he not care at all about protecting the Sullivan Group’s interests? Was he testing her character or something?

Grabbing the new phone Phil had given her, she called Conrad. He didn’t answer. She barely had time to hang up before her phone rang again. It was him. Wiona hesitated, then picked up.

“I read the marriage agreement. Did you… make a mistake? If this is a contract marriage, aren’t these terms a little unfair?”

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