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Chapter 122: Just the Beginning
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His Enemy, My Husband Chapter 138: A Month of New Beginnings
The month that followed felt strange in its stillness. The noise of chaos … the trials, the sirens, the endless waiting, had finally stopped, leaving behind a quieter world. For the first time in what felt like forever, mornings were not battles to survive but moments to rebuild.Isla’s boutique headquarters was bright that day, full of soft music and the scent of new fabric. Rolls of silk and cotton leaned against the wall like quiet witnesses to her progress. Isla sat by the window, half-focused on her tablet, trying to balance new client lists with the company’s latest reports. There were signs of recovery everywhere… new contracts, new names reaching out to work with them again, as if the storm had finally stopped frightening people away.Tiara was moving across the room, pinning a hem to a mannequin, when the door opened without warning.Carden stepped in, sunlight spilling around him. He wasn’t dressed like a man on business, no pressed jacket or phone in hand, just a clean
His Enemy, My Husband Chapter 137: Vanessa's Redemption
The gates of the Hayes mansion had never looked so tall. They rose like judgment itself. Vanessa stood before them with a small suitcase in one hand and her daughter’s fingers looped through the other. The air smelled faintly of the hydrangeas that lined the drive, the same flowers that once marked every gala, every whispered scandal. They were still here, bright and indifferent, as though nothing inside had ever changed.The guard at the gate looked uncertain, eyes moved toward the house before opening the intercom. He didn’t ask who she was. He didn’t need to. Everyone knew her, the woman who had fallen from grace, the wife who had once carried herself like royalty and then lost everything when pride turned poisonous.He pressed the button, murmured something into the receiver. A few seconds later, the iron gates groaned open.The sound made Vanessa’s stomach twist.Inside, the gravel crunched beneath her shoes. Every step sounded like a memory. Her daughter clung tighter, small h
His Enemy, My Husband Chapter 136: The Trial of Truth
The courtroom was colder than anyone could remember.It wasn’t because of the air conditioning it was the silence. The kind that carried weight, pressing down on every breath, every heartbeat in the room.Rows of faces filled the benches, reporters, family, former friends. But it was the front row that held the world’s attention.Richard Blackwood sat rigid, his face carved from exhaustion, his hands clasped together tightly as though holding on to the last pieces of himself.Beside him, Isla sat with Tiara and Damien, their presence steady, like anchors.Clarissa was brought in first.She looked nothing like herself. The elegant dresses, the expensive jewelry, all stripped away. What replaced it was something raw and unsettling: a woman in an orange jumpsuit, her wrists bound in handcuffs, her hair tied back in a rough knot. But her chin stayed high, her eyes defiant… as if pride could still protect her from the world that had turned its back on her.Behind her came Isabella, tremb
His Enemy, My Husband Chapter 135: Vanessa Hayes
The interrogation room was a cold square of silence. Fluorescent lights buzzed faintly above, washing the walls with a sterile gleam that made even breath sound like an intrusion. Clarissa sat in the center of it all, one leg crossed over the other, her wrists glinting faintly where the handcuffs brushed the table’s metal edge. She looked, for a moment, like someone attending a casual interview, so calm, elegant, even bored. But beneath that polish, a sharp current moved, invisible but lethal.The two detectives across from her … Harris and Lorne had seen men and women who broke down in every conceivable way: tears, denial, silence, screams. Clarissa was different. She smiled, faint, almost indulgent, as if the entire situation were an inconvenience rather than the collapse of her life.“You’ve got it all wrong,” she began, her tone smooth as ever. “I know what that man said. He’s delirious. He would say anything for a deal. But if you really want the truth, you should look elsewh
His Enemy, My Husband Chapter 134: The Player
The fluorescent lights in the hospital’s ICU corridor hummed with that cold, indifferent sound that made every whispered breath seem loud. It was the kind of light that showed truth without mercy. Isla sat rigid on a chair, her fingers knotted tight around the edge of her sleeve. Tiara was beside her, chin clenched, eyes bright with the same tense hope that had been living inside them all week. Collins paced like a caged thing, hands running through his hair, while Detective Harris hovered near the door, phone in hand, ready.The man on the gurney looked smaller in daylight than he had through the blurred haze of CCTV. The bandage at his temple had been removed; dark curls lay plastered to his forehead. He breathed in ragged pulls.A nurse stood at the foot of the bed like a sentinel, and behind her the single window threw a box of hard daylight onto the floor.He opened his eyes then, slow and bewildered as though waking from a dream that had none of the answers. The first time
His Enemy, My Husband Chapter 133: The Missed Target
The house was too quiet.Clarissa had never liked silence, it left space for thoughts to grow teeth. Tonight, as she climbed the stairs to Eleanor’s room, her pulse felt uneven, jittering under her skin. The phone call from their contact still echoed in her ears. “The man collapsed.” The words hadn’t left her since the hospital update reached them. She had told herself she needed to speak to her mother, that Eleanor would know what to do next. When she reached the second floor, the long hallway was dim, the air faintly perfumed with Eleanor’s lilies. The door to her mother’s room stood half-open.“Mother?”No answer.Clarissa pushed the door wider and stepped in.The room smelled faintly of perfume. A half-finished cup of tea sat on the vanity. The bed was neatly made, as though no one had rested there for hours. Clarissa moved toward the window, ready to wait… then stopped.An envelope lay on the coverlet.At first, she thought nothing of it. Eleanor always had paperwork scatte
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