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Chapter 324: He Didn’t Know What To Do Next
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2026-10-21 00:47:43
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He Chose My Sister, So I Married His Enemy Chapter 325: He Still Wanted Me
I stepped back toward him instead of away, and the hall narrowed to the width of his shoulders. He kept my hand, drew it up against his chest again, and bent until his face rested beside mine. I felt his jaw settle against my temple and his breath go out slowly into my hair.I had spent the whole day wanting this without knowing how much until it was in front of me. My free arm went around his back and found the warmth of his shirt and the line of his spine. I stood still and let him hold on, and for a while neither of us said anything."You smell like a hospital," I said at last, into his collar."Sorry.""I didn't say it was bad."He laughed under his breath, then lifted his head to look at me. His eyes were red at the edges and tired, but they were steady now, and they dropped to my mouth before they came back to my eyes. He kissed me gently, a brief press, as though he were asking, and then drew back just far enough to see my face.When I did not move away, he kissed me again, slo
He Chose My Sister, So I Married His Enemy Chapter 324: He Didn’t Know What To Do Next
I read his message twice, and the second time I understood it differently from all the ones before. His grandmother had told him to go home, and he had not gone. It was not that he would not leave her, it was that he could not, and I knew the difference because I had watched him hold on to a coffee cup for ten minutes once without noticing it was empty.I did not tell him to come home, and I did not offer again to come to him. I wrote one line and sent it before I could start improving it.*Okay. Come home when you can. I'll be here.*The afternoon went on around me in small ordinary jobs. I started the stew I had promised to keep warm, the slow one he liked, and stood stirring it while the kitchen filled with the smell of onions and thyme. At six I was hungry in a plain, uncomplicated way, so I ate a small bowl at the counter and did not feel guilty about it. I put the rest back on the lowest heat, wiped the worktop, and found myself listening for the car anyway.His message came a l
He Chose My Sister, So I Married His Enemy Chapter 323: He Barely Texted Me
I deleted the whole unfinished attempt and began again with the plainest thing I could think of. How are you doing? I sent it before I could dress it up, and the small grey mark appeared under it, which was somehow worse than silence.His answer took four minutes. Okay, tired, waiting for the doctor to come back.I read it standing at the counter and felt a flare of hurt that I did not particularly like. It was a perfectly good answer, but it was the answer you would give a stranger in a queue, and a few hours earlier he had kissed me in the hall as though he meant it to last. I held on to that instead and set the phone face down.The approval from the morning still needed to go out, so I wrote it at the kitchen table. The shorter evening hours were authorised for two weeks, the on-call number had to be on the door card and with every current participant by the end of the day, and the check would happen at the end of the trial. I sent it to Grace and the coordinator with Claire copied
He Chose My Sister, So I Married His Enemy Chapter 322: He Wanted to Go Alone
Damien stood with one hand on the door and the other closed around the keys I had given him, and he looked at them as though he had forgotten what they were for. I waited with my bag half off the chair. He opened his mouth, shut it again, and tried a second time."I think I need to go on my own," he said. "For now, I mean. I don't know how to say it better than that."The words landed somewhere under my ribs before my head caught up with them. I had been ready, and part of me was still reaching for the strap of the bag. I made my hand stay where it was."For now, like until you've seen her?" I asked. "Or for the whole day?""I don't know." He turned the keys over in his palm. "I think I have to get there and see what's happening before I can think about anything past it. That's as far as I've got.""That's a real answer, even if it isn't a tidy one.""It isn't tidy at all.""I wanted to be with you," I said. "I'm not going to pretend I didn't. If that changes, tell me."He nodded, and
He Chose My Sister, So I Married His Enemy Chapter 321: His Face Changed
"You're wearing it again," Damien said, and he lifted the card between two fingers before I could stop him. I looked down and found the lanyard had slipped out from under the neckline of my sweater, badge facing inward, exactly as it had the night before. "I put it on without thinking," I admitted. "It was on the hook, and I'm in the habit now.""Two days running," he said. "People will think you've been promoted to something." He turned the badge over, and I could smell coffee on his hand. His hair was still wrecked from sleep, and he looked rested in a way he hadn't on the phone the afternoon before. "Give that back," I told him, and when he said he was only admiring it, I told him he was stalling the coffee."The coffee is perfectly fine without me," he said, but he let the badge fall and went back to the machine. I leaned against the counter beside him and watched him fill two cups, one slightly too full, which he pushed toward me without comment. It was a small thing, and I notic
He Chose My Sister, So I Married His Enemy Chapter 320: I stayed
"Yes."I said it before he had finished asking, and I didn't ask him why. On his end a long breath went out of him, the kind that loosens a shoulder. "Okay," he said. "Good. I'll just be packing, it won't be exciting.""I like unexciting. I'm going to sit here anyway, my legs have forgotten how to be legs."He went back to his bag, and I listened to a drawer open and shut, a hanger knock against the wardrobe, and the soft thump of something folded landing on something else. I kept my feet on the bench and watched the man in the car park wrestle the last folding chair into his van. It was strange how much of the day left me while I listened, the way a room gets lighter when someone finally opens the curtain."Where is my other shoe," Damien muttered, not really to me."Under the bed. Everyone's other shoe is under the bed.""You can't know that." There was a scrape, and a pause. "It was under the bed.""I have a gift.""Tell me another thing from today," he said. "Something small. I do
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