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Chapter Forty-Four: This Time, He Asked Me Too
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2026-07-04 18:19:40
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He Chose My Sister, So I Married His Enemy Chapter 123: My Husband Put My Name Somewhere I Didn’t Expect
I was going through the latest set of architect's documents at the kitchen table, mostly checking whether he'd finally caved on the reading room window, when I found my own name sitting where I hadn't expected it.Final design consultation: Damien Black, Olivia Black.I read it twice before I actually understood what I was looking at."Why is my name on your building?"Damien glanced up from his laptop, entirely unbothered, as though I'd asked him something as unremarkable as whether he wanted coffee. "Our building.""This was your dream long before you knew I existed. I don't want to take something that's actually yours and turn it into one more thing that revolves around our marriage.""I haven't given you ownership. The architect needs someone to sign off on final decisions, and I told them you'd be consulted." He said it plainly, like the logic was obvious and I was the one being difficult about it. "You don't need permission to sign a form, Olivia.""You don't need my permission
He Chose My Sister, So I Married His Enemy Chapter 122: My Husband Asked Me to Choose Something for Him
I found him standing in the middle of our bedroom surrounded by more suits than one dinner could possibly require, and my first thought was that something had gone seriously wrong, because Damien Black did not stand around looking uncertain about clothing."Is everything all right?""Choose one."I assumed, reasonably, that he wanted my opinion between two options he'd already narrowed it down to. Instead he gestured at the entire spread laid across the bed, three suits, several shirts, a small graveyard of ties draped over the footboard, waiting for a verdict."Why?" I asked."Because I want to know what my wife likes looking at."I decided, immediately, that I was taking this assignment far more seriously than the situation required.I rejected the first suit because it made him look like he was about to fire someone, which he informed me was an unfair criticism given that he occasionally had to do exactly that. I rejected the second because the cut did something to his shoulders th
He Chose My Sister, So I Married His Enemy Chapter 121: My Husband Finally Told Me Why It Was Me
"That was an extremely convenient sentence."Damien had the decency to look faintly amused rather than caught, though I suspected that was mostly practice. "Which part?""The part where you said something devastating and then went quiet like the conversation was finished. What do you know now?""You're certain you want to have this conversation at midnight.""I'm certain I'm not letting you sleep until I do."He studied me for a moment, the teasing settling into something more careful, and I understood I'd finally pushed past the version of this conversation he could deflect with charm."Three years ago," he said, "I genuinely didn't know whether I'd made the right decision. Not because I loved her. I didn't, and I'm fairly sure she knew that better than her mother did. But my life worked. I had the company, the money, the kind of respect that means people stop questioning your decisions. I'd built something that functioned perfectly well without requiring much from anyone, including
He Chose My Sister, So I Married His Enemy Chapter 120: My Husband Was Enjoying My Jealousy Far Too Much
For several seconds, I forgot entirely that I was supposed to be a secure, happily married woman."I'm sorry. Her mother tried to do what?"Damien's mouth moved, not quite into a smile, which was somehow worse than if he'd actually let himself grin."Don't," I warned him."I haven't said anything.""Your face has."He propped himself up slightly, clearly enjoying every second of this far more than a man in his position should. I sat up too, suddenly very awake, suddenly full of questions I had absolutely no intention of pretending I didn't have."Who is she?""Charlotte Whitfield. Our families moved in the same circles for years.""How long ago was this alleged mother-orchestrated marriage plot?""There was no plot. Her mother simply had opinions about who I should marry, and mentioned them frequently, at length, at every gathering either of our families attended.""Did you date her?""No.""Did you kiss her?"He paused just long enough that I nearly threw a pillow at him before he co
He Chose My Sister, So I Married His Enemy Chapter 119: My Husband Forgot We Were in Public
Damien missed the question entirely, which was how I knew something had already gone wrong for him that evening, in the best possible way.A man beside him, someone from the board of a shipping conglomerate I'd met exactly once, had just asked him something about quarterly logistics. Damien was looking at me instead, across the room, with an expression far too unguarded for a man who usually treated his own face like classified information. It took the man repeating the question twice before Damien even registered he'd been spoken to."Sorry. Say that again."I bit back a smile and turned toward the nearest waiter, pretending an intense interest in canapés I had no intention of eating, pleased with myself for reasons I had no plans of explaining to anyone.He found me twenty minutes later near the drinks table, close enough that I could feel the warmth of him before he said anything."Why do you keep looking at me like that?" I asked, low enough that only he could hear it over the noi
He Chose My Sister, So I Married His Enemy Chapter 118: My Husband Did Not Know How to Be Taken Care Of
Damien woke up looking like a man who had spent the last week running on willpower alone, which, given the luncheon, the building, and every late night in between, was probably exactly what had happened."You look terrible.""Good morning to you too.""Stay home this morning.""I have meetings.""Move them.""You have become dangerously comfortable with that suggestion.""I learned from a billionaire."He got up anyway, of course, and went through the motions of an ordinary morning like his body hadn't given him any information worth acting on. Emails first. Then a call, standing at the kitchen counter with his coffee going cold beside him because he hadn't had a free hand to drink it.I watched him do this and understood, properly, for the first time, that this was simply how he operated. Exhaustion, stress, pain, all of it got filed under logistics and handled quietly, alone, without ever becoming anyone else's problem."Sit down," I said.He looked at me like no one had spoken to h
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