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Chapter 92: The Day the Empire Shook
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His Enemy, My Husband Chapter 92: The Day the Empire Shook
It was a Tuesday morning, just about four days after Isabella's weird departure. Damien was standing tall in his charcoal suit, gazing into his reflection with Isla in front of him.She was helping him adjust his tie with quiet concentration.“There,” she murmured, brushing an imaginary crease on his collar. “Perfect.”The silence between them was comfortable as usual.But just as Isla stepped aside to pick up his comb, the quietness was suddenly interrupted by the persistent sound of Damien’s ringing phone.The sound was coming from the side table by the window.Damien turned slightly with his brows pinched together.“Don’t worry, I’ll check it.” He murmured before Isla could try helping him get it.And in a few seconds he went over there to pick it up, eyes scanning the screen.The caller ID was showing Alexander.His brow immediately furrowed.“Alexander?”“That was rare,”He couldn't remember the last time his stepbrother had called him directly. Apart from Clarissa, the Black
His Enemy, My Husband Chapter 91: The Dethroning
It was 5:43p.m. when Isla’s car returned back to the big wide gates of the Backwood mansion. It was far earlier than her usual return time. Damien wouldn’t be home yet, not at this hour, and as for Isabella…. Isla could see that her car was already parked in a casual slant near the front porch. “The witch was back already.” Back from her little snake mission. Isla sat back in the car for a moment, the corners of her mouth tightening ever so slightly. She finally stepped out with purpose, walking as if she were giving a subtle warning to the house itself. Now, she was home, and the shadow of war was hanging over her. Moments after getting inside, just around the hallway junction, two of the domestic help spotted her and immediately dipped into respectful bows. “Welcome back, ma’am.” They greeted almost in unison. Isla gave a soft nod to answer before blurting with the wave of one hand, “Thank you both. You can let the others know you’re dismissed for the night. Tell them I
His Enemy, My Husband Chapter 90: The Queen Gambit
The afternoon sun today was not hot enough, but the chaos that greeted the Hayes mansion was even hotter than that. A large black vehicle had suddenly sped through the gate at full speed as it came to a hard stop in the circular driveway, raising a cloud of dust. The driver's door opened with force, revealing a lean man in uniform who stepped down and moved swiftly toward the backseat to open for his boss. And the next figure that alighted was that of Grandmother Hayes herself. Her face was red-hot with anger, her brows drawn with purpose. Then from the other side of the car, two housemaids in uniforms quickly emerged. The older woman did not pause. With the gait of a seasoned general, she advanced toward the entrance of the mansion. The driver jogged ahead of her to open the double doors, while the maids stayed by her sides, struggling to match her pace. It had been three good weeks since Vanessa’s threats. Three weeks of expecting her to make that move that sh
His Enemy, My Husband CHAPTER 89: The Girlfriend Clause
JFK Airport was the picture of busy as usual this afternoon, particularly around the arrivals terminal.Multiple suitcases were humming and rolling across the floor as families reunited with noisy hugs.And in the midst of this was the waiting figure of Caden.He had just stepped out from the terminal drop-off, with one of his hands in his pocket, while the other one was shielding his eyes from a passing flare of sunlight. His gaze sweeping and scanning through the crowd patientlyNone of them so far was the image of whom he had come to find…the mysterious figure, that one-in-a-million face,“Tiana Lewis”The name was playing again in his head like a low note.The lady from the club. That same one who had just vanished like smoke and reappeared days later in Isla’s boutique smiling like it was some sort of late-night show.And now, he hadn't planned this meeting. Even though he might have absently wished for such, that was by the way.He was still trying to understand Isla’s odd ch
His Enemy, My Husband Chapter 88: The Tracker
Isla was in her boutique on this sunny afternoon, sitting with one of her hands lying flat on the table while the other one held on to her phone tightly, her right thumb tapping against the screen at five-second intervals. Her attention kept switching between the extra-large wall clock and the glow of her phone’s screen. The time was 12:43pm. Tiara’s flight would be landing in just about thirty minutes or so. Isla was actually meant to be on her way to JFK airport by now, waiting at Arrivals to receive Tiara, who has been out of the city for a few days now. But instead her focus had been snatched by something else. Her eyes dropped to the screen for the upteenth time. “The tracker was still moving.” That was the problem… the source of her distraction. “It was the tracker.” The same one she had secretly fitted onto Isabella's belongings, just enough to ping movement when needed. Nearly fifteen minutes ago, she noticed it had started to move. After being dormant
His Enemy, My Husband Chapter 87: The Seat at the Table
“You always make that face when you lose.” Isla teased her husband in that honey-laced tone she always used at this time of the night with him. Damien gave a dry snort before retorting with, “Oh yeah…just because I let you win.” And right after that, they both burst out laughing. The couple were in their bedroom. Their bodies lay entwined under the covers, their bare skin brushing, hearts relaxed, and conversation drifting as they talked and joked about everything without stopping. Then, suddenly, a vibration from Damien’s phone on the bedside table interrupted the intimate moment. Their voices faded, while Damien’s expression soon twisted into an irritated frown, a sharp hiss escaping through his teeth. Isla blinked slowly, her lashes feeling a little heavy with sleep now. The phone went quiet and then started to ring again. Damien let out a low grunt, dragging a palm over his face. “Ugh,” he muttered. Isla gave a sleepy chuckle and yawned before adding, “What if it’s i
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