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Chapter 99 Always there
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Once Upon a Marriage Chapter 103 Apology accepted?
Lucian POVThe moment I stepped into Eloise’s atelier, a strange chill coiled around my spine. Not from the air conditioning, but from something else. The scent of jasmine and soft leather hit me the moment I crossed the threshold, and I stood there for a moment, absorbing it. The place felt like her. Clean lines, warm lighting, vases of dried lavender perched on mahogany shelves. It had grown, matured, just like she had.“Good afternoon, sir,” a young woman said politely from behind the front desk. She was new, probably hadn’t worked here when Eloise and I were… whatever we were.I nodded stiffly. “Is Eloise in?”The girl checked her tablet. “She said she’d be in today, but I’m not sure what time. Would you like to wait?”“Yes. Thank you.”She motioned toward the sitting area to the right. I took a seat on the plush navy armchair, the hum of quiet jazz music filling the space. I stared at the walls, framed with Eloise’s earliest sketches, some I remembered her hiding from me, calling
Once Upon a Marriage Chapter 102 Quiet strength
Eloise POV The waiting room smelled faintly of lavender, a sterile, careful kind of comfort. A diffuser puffed slow clouds of scented mist into the air beside a tray of glossy magazines I didn’t bother to glance at. I was too busy tracing the edge of my thumbnail with the pad of my finger, over and over, until I realized I was doing it and forced myself to stop. Mike had suggested I go for therapy and honestly I needed it. “Eloise?” The therapist stood at the doorway, her voice calm and warm like chamomile tea. Her hair was curly, brown, and framed her face with a softness that seemed rehearsed. But not insincere. I rose, smoothing the front of my cream sweater, and followed her into the room. The space was cozy, almost homey. A plush navy couch. A single window cracked open just enough to let in the city murmur. Two mugs sat waiting on the coffee table, steam rising. “Mint or chamomile?” she asked. I blinked at her. “You make tea for your clients?” “Just the ones brave enough
Once Upon a Marriage Chapter 101 Wreckage
Jennifer POV The taste of gin burned as it slid down my throat, bitter and biting, nothing like the expensive liqueurs I used to sip while signing fashion deals and flashing teeth at fake friends. My hand trembled as I poured another glass, ignoring the way my silk robe clung to my skin with a sheen of sweat. The penthouse was a wreck, curtains drawn tight, the once-gleaming marble floor now littered with crumpled papers, overturned glasses, and half-eaten takeout boxes. My world, once manicured to glossy perfection, now stank of desperation and spilled alcohol. “Sasha!” I screamed hoarsely. “Where the hell is my phone charger?” No answer. I kicked aside an empty bottle and stormed into the hallway, nearly tripping over my own bare feet. Marcyt’s room was empty. Her closet—open. Her suitcase? Gone. A note lay on the dresser. Jennifer, I’m sorry, I can’t do this anymore. I’ve stuck by you through everything, but I won’t be part of this implosion. I hope you get the help you need.
Once Upon a Marriage Chapter 100 Mask slips
Lucian POV The elevator hummed as it descended to the private parking lot. My reflection stared back at me in the mirrored walls,sharp, cold, and detached. I had perfected the look over years of boardroom battles, the tailored suits, the impassive face, the aura of someone who never faltered. But inside, something else boiled, a slow-burning rage that refused to simmer. I hadn’t slept. Not properly. Not since the meeting with Mike. His words haunted me more than I cared to admit. Eloise. The message. The kidney. All the truths that Jennifer had buried beneath herbsaccharine smiles. I should have known. I should have seen it. The moment the elevator pinged open, Eva, my personal assistant, stood waiting like clockwork. But one look at her and I paused. Her face was pale. She held out her phone. “Sir… there’s something you need to see. It came in anonymously this morning.” I took it. An email. The subject line read: “Your Fiancée’s Real Lover.” Attached were photos. Blurry at
Once Upon a Marriage Chapter 99 Always there
Eloise’s POV Ever since I returned from the hospital, Max hadn’t left my side. At first, I thought it was a phase. A child clinging to a mother who he missed for too long. But it wasn’t a phase, it was him quietly keeping watch. His tiny hands always finding mine, his nose buried in my hair whenever I held still long enough. He didn’t speak much about it. Just stayed close, as if that alone could stop the world from spinning out of control again. That morning, I woke to the weight of him sprawled across my stomach like a stubborn cat. My arms ached from being pinned beneath him, but I didn’t move. His breath was steady, lips slightly parted, cheeks flushed with sleep. The way he looked in that moment, the soft curve of his lashes, the peace in his expression, made my chest ache in a different way. A quieter ache. Not of pain, but of fierce, protective love. He stirred when I brushed a hand over his curls. “Mommy?” he mumbled, voice scratchy with sleep. “I’m here, baby,” I whispe
Once Upon a Marriage Chapter 98 A second
Lucian’s POV I didn’t sleep. Not even for a second. The night bled into the morning slowly. I sat in the dark with my elbows on the dining table, the cold marble pressing into my forearms. The city lights blinked outside the window like distant warnings. But all I could see was her face. Eloise. And Max. My son. My phone had sat beside me all night, its screen lighting up now and then with meaningless notifications, news, stocks, reminders. Not a single thing that mattered. Nothing that could rewind time. By six a.m., I had already found Mike’s number. I didn’t save it under his name. Just digits I memorized long ago when I thought I’d never need them again. I pressed call. One ring. Two. Then his voice answered, low and clipped. “Yeah?” “It’s Lucian.” My throat was tight, like the words barely made it out. Silence stretched so long I thought he’d hung up. Then, flatly, “Why the hell are you calling me?” “I want to talk,” I said, standing from the table and pacing toward th
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