Billionaire's match novel

---- Chapter 567 "It's perfect. No need to change anything. You've spent too much on me." Winnie spoke softly. Michael had chosen the best of the best. The moment she stepped inside, she liked it. The scenery, the courtyard, and-most of all-the balcony, her favorite spot. The Olson residence was luxurious, yes, but everything that belonged to her there had always been cold, distant. Here, every corner radiated warmth. A sense of freedom. Once the rain cleared, sunlight would pour onto the balcony. She could even fill it with flowers, just like she'd always imagined.

But her thoughts were interrupted. Michael had already asked the assistant to bring over a document-a marriage agreement. It was dozens of pages long. The assistant patiently explained it to her. Michael had spent the past few days postponing work to prepare this. The agreement guaranteed every one of Winnie's rights. ---- During the marriage, she would enjoy all the rights of a wife but none of the obligations. Michael would cover all her expenses and provide any support a husband might offer. They wouldn't need to live as conventional spouses. They could each maintain private space.

The duration of the marriage? That would be entirely up to Winnie. In short, the agreement was Michael's way of giving her peace of mind. The marriage would never feel like a cage. Yet, to Winnie, Michael's complete concession felt more like a favor than a gesture of surrender. He asked for nothing-he was only helping her. "This agreement is so unfair. You get nothing out of it," she said, pouting slightly.

Michael gazed at her profile, silent for a moment, then asked, " Then what do you think | could get?" "What do you want?" Winnie lifted her eyes to him, a faint glimmer of curiosity hidden in her gaze. "A child." *..What?" ---- Her heart skipped. Michael's voice was calm, casual, almost teasing. Winnie frowned. "Michael..." "If | have to ask for a return, | want you to give me a child." She flushed instantly, then her face darkened as confusion and embarrassment wrestled within her. Her lips twitched, unsure how to respond. "Don't be so afraid. I'm not forcing you.

Right now, this is all | can think of. But | might consider something else later. For now, sign the agreement. | reserve the right to add a clause. You don't mind, do you?" He passed her the pen. Her hand shook slightly as she took it. Her heart was racing. She still hadn't fully processed his request. Once she signed, the assistant quietly left. Michael stood, returning their luggage to the bedroom, and she followed him silently. "We..." Winnie began. "We sleep separately." ---- Michael said it simply, as if he could read her mind. She opened her mouth to speak, but closed it again.

Michael's boundaries were clear, leaving nothing for her to worry about. Still, despite not feeling anxious, there was a subtle discomfort she couldn't shake. When Michael had stood in the rain at the courthouse, waiting for her, Winnie admitted to herself that her heart had already crossed the line. At the moment they registered their marriage, she hadn't even thought of them as mere nominal spouses. "Michael." "Hm?" "lL was so late today... Why did you wait for me so long?" Michael looked back, noting the guilt she couldn't hide. He paused, then said, "No reason. The rain was so heavy...

| was afraid you might be late." "Just because of that?" "Yes." Michael drew a deep breath. "That's all." A dull ache prickled at Winnie's chest. She nodded after a moment. ---- "What is it?" Michael asked, sensing she had more to say.