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Chapter Fifty-One: The Harder Promise
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2026-07-12 00:31:03
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He Chose My Sister, So I Married His Enemy Chapter 340: He Didn’t Have To Earn This
"I've lost a hairpin," I said, a while later. "I want it back.""It's a hairpin.""It's a hairpin, and I only own about ten."He laughed into my shoulder and rolled out of bed, pulling on his trousers. We went downstairs together, barefoot, and searched the hall on our hands and knees. He checked under the radiator and behind the post bag. I checked the stair carpet and the skirting board, and neither of us found a thing."I told you," he said. "It's in my shoe.""It is not in your shoe."He lifted his left shoe from where it had landed by the door, tipped it over his palm, and the pin dropped out with a tiny clink. We stared at it. Then we both collapsed against the wall, laughing so hard I had to cover my mouth, and he held up the pin like a trophy."It took exactly a month," he said."It took twenty minutes.""It felt like a month."We made omelettes after that, standing side by side at the stove, and ate them on the sofa with our knees touching. He did not thank me for coming, and
He Chose My Sister, So I Married His Enemy Chapter 339: He Wanted Me Alone
For a moment, I thought he might say something to me across the whole room. Instead he took a breath, turned back to the woman in the front row, and answered her himself."Routine decisions belong to the local team," he said. "There's a short list of things that come to me, and those are written down. The trial has to show whether that works without me stepping in every time, and my share of that is not stepping in when it isn't needed. I'm working on it."She nodded slowly. "That's honest. I'd like to see how the escalation holds over a month, though, rather than a few weeks.""So would I. We can report on that next time."She wrote something in her notebook, and that was the end of it. There was one more question, about training, and the operations lead answered it while Damien stood back, and then he thanked everyone and closed. It was not a triumph. Some people looked reassured, one man looked doubtful, and the question of escalation hung open in the room like a window nobody had
He Chose My Sister, So I Married His Enemy Chapter 338: I’m Here For Damien
On Tuesday morning I woke before the alarm and lay still, listening to him breathe. He opened his eyes a few minutes later, looked at the ceiling, and said in a low, steady voice, "Good afternoon. Thank you all for joining us.""That's the voice," I said."I'm not doing the voice.""You're a little bit doing the voice."He groaned and pulled the pillow over his face, and I kissed the corner of his mouth where it showed. He lowered the pillow, caught my chin, and kissed me properly, as though it were the only thing he needed to do before leaving the bed. In the kitchen he drank his coffee standing at the window, and when he left for the internal session, he turned at the door and did not ask whether I was sure. I only said, "Two o'clock," and he nodded.I spent my morning at New Ground finishing a short note to Grace about the training session, and I left the office a little before one. Claire looked up from her desk as I passed and lifted a hand, and that was all. The venue was a meet
He Chose My Sister, So I Married His Enemy Chapter 337: He Came Back to Me
"Taking it back," he said at last, and rubbed his eyes with the heels of his hands.I waited, because I could tell there was more. He pulled the laptop toward him by the edge, pushed the lid up, and frowned at the screen. "I thought one example was confusing, the one about the Tuesday handoff. So I changed it, and then I changed the sentence before it, and then the sentence before that.""And then?""And then I changed most of it." He let out a breath. "I wanted every answer to sound like mine. That's the honest version."I did not tell him it was good that he had seen it, and I did not tell him what he should do next. I picked up my fork instead. "You promised me an evening," I said. "You left me to cook it, and you told me you were nearly finished for an hour.""Two," he said. "It was two hours. I'm sorry I promised we'd eat at seven and left you waiting. And I'm sorry I kept saying nearly.""Thank you."He opened the document history, found the version she had sent that afternoon,
He Chose My Sister, So I Married His Enemy Chapter 336: He Tried to Do All Of It
"Do you?" I asked. "Trust them?""Yes." He said it quickly, then slowed. "I do. It's just that if something goes wrong in front of the partners, it's still my name on it. I can trust people completely and still not enjoy that.""Then we'll find out on Tuesday."He huffed out half a laugh and pulled me closer, until my head was tucked under his chin. He kissed my temple, and his hand moved slowly up and down my back. The kitchen was warm and quiet, and nothing between us was tense yet.The weekend went by in laundry and a long walk, and a Sunday afternoon spent doing very little on the sofa. By Monday morning, he had promised me a proper evening. He would be home by six, he would cook the recipe he had been circling for a week, and we would eat at seven and walk afterward while it was still light enough.His first message came at ten. Still planning to sit at the back and look interested? I wrote back that I had already picked my chair. Please stop, he replied. I'm trying to concentrat
He Chose My Sister, So I Married His Enemy Chapter 335: I Wanted to Watch Him
"I wasn't asking for a good performance," I said."That's a relief. I was going to book one.""You know what I mean.""I'm not sure I do." He grinned, and I flicked his ear, and he caught my hand and held it against his chest. I let the teasing pass, and then I said what I meant, more slowly. "I want to see the work, Damien. I want the parts that aren't finished too."He looked at me for a moment, then lifted my hand and kissed my knuckles, which was as close as he came to answering. I stayed on his knee for another minute, until the clock above the cooker reminded us both that it was Friday. Then I kissed him properly, tasting coffee, and got up to find my laptop.The call with Grace and Claire started at eleven. We were planning the next training session for site leads, and I had a clear idea of how it should go. I wanted to open with a long shared section covering everything the leads would need, so that nobody walked into the practical work with gaps."I don't think they need it,"
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