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Chapter 130: Some Signed My Name
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He Chose My Sister, So I Married His Enemy Chapter 319: Something Was Wrong With His Voice
"Nothing happened," Damien said. "I want to hear about the training. Did the room settle? Claire said the stream cut out for a minute, and I thought I'd missed the good part.""It cut out for about a minute, and you didn't miss the good part. I'll tell you all of it." I pressed my free hand flat against the cool wall of the lobby. "But you sound like you're carrying a full cup across a room, and I'd like you to answer me first. You don't have to make it a big thing. Just tell me."There was a pause, and I heard a chair shift on his end. "It's your day," he said. "I don't want to sit on it.""You're not sitting on it. I'm standing in a hallway with a lanyard still around my neck, and I'm asking nicely."He gave a short breath that was almost a laugh. "Okay. It was a small thing, really. The local team went through the on-site plan this afternoon, the part I'd drawn up for how the shifts hand off to each other. I had it all laid out in my head.""And?""One of the operations people told
He Chose My Sister, So I Married His Enemy Chapter 318: I Did It Without Him
"Before we touch any of the standards," I told the room, "I want to start with a Tuesday afternoon." Grace's reordered exercise sat on the first slide, and I read the scenario aloud. A participant's regular contact is out sick, the backup is unsure whether she may reschedule an appointment, and the participant is waiting on a callback. "Who decides?" I asked. "You, or someone above you?"The skeptical lead from the front row finally uncrossed his arms. "That's my whole problem," he said. "If I wait for approval on every call like that, she waits too. The standards sound good on paper. In my site, the roads flood. People can't always come when we say.""That's fair," I said, and meant it. "Tell me what you'd do right now.""Reschedule her. Same day if I can. Then tell the coordinator.""And what would worry you about doing that?"He considered it. "Honestly? That someone says I should have asked first."Grace spoke from the side of the room. "At my site we handle that one ourselves. Re
He Chose My Sister, So I Married His Enemy Chapter 317: He Couldn’t Be There
I zipped the blue dress most of the way up on my own, then stopped with the last inch undone, standing very still in front of the mirror, waiting for Damien's hands to finish it the way they always did. The room stayed quiet. His side of the bed was still made from the morning before, the pillow smooth. I laughed at myself, twisted my arm up behind my back, and got it done with a small, undignified grunt. It was a stupid thing to miss, and I missed it anyway.My phone rang while I was searching for my second shoe. Damien's face appeared, a little blurred, a hotel window bright behind him. "I have eleven minutes before I'm required to be serious," he said. "Show me the dress again."I held the phone out and turned in a slow circle, and he let out a long breath. "Still unfair to the room.""You said that last night.""It's still true. Did you leave the opening alone?""Mostly." I picked up the shoe. "I changed one sentence.""One.""One small one.""At midnight," he said, delighted, and
He Chose My Sister, So I Married His Enemy Chapter 316: I Was Glad He Complained
"I want to be there," Damien said, setting his phone face down on the cushion. "I'll check whether the meetings can move. I'm not promising, and I'm not going to pretend I can rescue it." I nodded, and let him have the sentence without softening it for him. "It disappoints me," I admitted, "and I'd rather say so than act fine about it.""Good," he said, and pulled my feet into his lap, rubbing his thumb along the arch. We didn't talk about it again that night, and the quiet between us was warm rather than tense.Saturday morning we ate a slow breakfast at the counter, his first trip finally behind him and no alarm in sight. I stole half his toast while he pretended not to notice, and he stole a piece of my fruit in revenge. "I was glad you complained on the call," I told him. "I liked hearing how the week actually felt, even when you sounded miserable.""I didn't enjoy every part of it," he said. "Accepting the role didn't make me enjoy every part of it.""I hated the empty house," I
He Chose My Sister, So I Married His Enemy Chapter 315: The First Week Was Awkward
Damien pulled the overnight bag out of the closet that night and dropped it on the bed like it might bite him. "One night," he said. "I own a perfectly reasonable amount of clothing for one night.""Then why are there four shirts?""Contingencies." He held up two ties. I took the gray shirt out of the pile before he could fold it, the soft one I'd stolen so many times, and hugged it to my chest. "That one's mine.""It's the one I'm wearing tomorrow.""Then you can have it back tomorrow," I said, and he caught me around the waist while I was still holding it, kissing me until both of us forgot what he'd been searching for. He found his charger eventually, under the pillow, and we packed the rest in a few minutes. The notice was short, and neither of us pretended it wasn't abrupt, but neither of us treated it as a betrayal either.Thursday morning we were up before the usual alarm, both groggy, and breakfast was toast eaten standing up because his car was due in twenty minutes. The kitc
He Chose My Sister, So I Married His Enemy Chapter 314: He Accepted, and We Made Room
"Yes," I said. "I think we can." I tucked my hand against his chest. "I'll miss you sometimes, and I'll probably dislike a few weeks. But yes.""That's a fairly honest yes.""It's the only kind I have." I kissed his shoulder. "I'm answering about us, Damien. The job is yours to decide."He let out a long breath I hadn't known he was holding, and some of the stiffness left him. He pulled me closer, and we lay there with the lamp finally off, his fingers moving idly along my arm. "I'm relieved, and I'm also hungry," he admitted."You ate an entire dinner.""I was nervous. It didn't count." I laughed against his neck, and we fell asleep tangled together, neither of us trying to settle every future week.Wednesday morning, he stood at the counter buttoning the same cuff three times. "You've done that wrong," I said, stepping in to fix it. His coffee sat untouched beside the unfolded laundry from last night, and I steered his hand toward the mug without comment. He was nervous, and I didn'
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