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Chapter Six: A Reason
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2026-06-20 03:34:40
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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
He Chose My Sister, So I Married His Enemy Chapter 117: My Husband Looked at Me Like I Was The Important One
I caught him watching me in the mirror while I put in my earrings, and assumed it was the dress. "You're staring.""I am.""The dress?""No." He paused, considering me properly before he answered. "You look beautiful. That's not what I was looking at. Months ago you used to dress like you were preparing to survive a room. Today you look like you already know you belong in it."I laughed it off, mostly because I was too nervous to sit with it properly, and told him if he made me cry before I'd even finished my makeup, I'd hold him personally responsible.The luncheon was mine, mine and Claire's, months of work behind it, and Damien had been invited entirely separately, in his own name, for his own reasons. He wasn't there because I needed him there. He was there because he wanted to be. I still expected the room to reorganize around him the moment we walked in, the way rooms always did, but when a board member cornered him near the entrance to talk business, Damien glanced toward the f
He Chose My Sister, So I Married His Enemy Chapter 116: I Saw My Husband Lose at Something
I was going through the restoration proposal when I noticed Damien had crossed something out with a decisive line through it."You rejected the courtyard court?""Nobody would use it.""I would use it.""You don't play basketball.""I could."He gave me the particular look he reserves for claims he considers unlikely. "You could.""I'm adequate."That word stopped me cold. "Adequate means terrible.""That's an aggressive interpretation.""When you're actually good at something, you become unbearable about it. Adequate means terrible.""I am not unbearable.""You once explained my own contract to me.""You were reading it incorrectly."I told him I'd prove it. He, foolishly, accepted.We found a quiet court a few streets over, and Damien showed up dressed like he was attending a hostile board meeting that happened to require athletic shoes."Why do you look like you're attending a merger with a basketball?""I changed clothes.""You changed into expensive clothes.""I'm sorry my shorts
He Chose My Sister, So I Married His Enemy Chapter 115: I Learnt Exactly How to Distract My Husband
We agreed at breakfast that we were both going to be productive. I had emails to answer, a Stage Zero report to review, actual work waiting for me. Damien had a full afternoon of calls.That lasted about an hour.I walked into his study for a legitimate reason, some file I actually needed, and found him mid-negotiation, voice low and even, entirely in the mode where he became someone other people were afraid of. I meant to grab the file and leave.He looked up at me instead of continuing, just for a second, and something about that look, so soon after yesterday's photo booth, undid my plan completely.I should have left. I sat on the edge of his desk instead.He gave me a warning glance and kept talking into the phone. I smiled and ran my fingers along his collar. His hand caught my wrist, silent, immediate.I mouthed, "What?"His eyes answered that perfectly well.I kissed his cheek. Then his jaw. He kept speaking, steady and professional, but I caught the half-second pause before hi
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