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Chapter 35

作者: TemsRay
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It had been four nights since the wedding.

Four mornings of waking up in silk sheets, wrapped in expensive comfort, yet still carrying a weight I couldn't name.

Ruben had been sweet. Gentle. Patient.

But none of it erased how it started.

He came into the room that evening barefoot, in a black shirt and loose joggers, holding two glasses of wine.

He handed me a glass.

“You’ve been quiet,” he said softly, brushing his knuckles across my cheek. “Too quiet.”

I took the wine but didn’t drink it.

He waited.

I sat down on the edge of the bed, setting the glass on the nightstand before I looked up at him.

“I need to say something.”

He frowned slightly. “Okay…”

My fingers twisted in my lap. My voice, when it came out, didn’t shake but it didn’t rise either.

“You forced me into this, Ruben.”

His entire posture stiffened, but I didn’t stop.

“You blackmailed me,” I continued, my voice quiet but laced with all the fire I had swallowed for weeks. “You left me with no choice. You knew I loved you ba
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    Two days after the wedding, the afterglow had barely settled before reality knocked dressed in formalwear and clutching champagne flutes.Ruben and I were hosting an “after party,” or more specifically, a formal welcome dinner in our new home. A soft launch into married life. Small. Elegant. Intimate. Just a few friends, business partners, and family. The calm after the chaos.But the real surprise wasn’t the guest list or the decor.It was the house.I hadn’t seen it before the wedding. Not even in passing. I had assumed like everyone else that we’d be living in the Delwunco estate, maybe in one of the family wings. I had braced myself for that reality. For the shadow of his parents always lingering.But this?This was different.The drive was nearly thirty minutes from the Delwinco estate long enough to feel like freedom, short enough for obligation to still find me.As we approached the gated entrance to a private estate branded with “R. Enterprises”, my brows furrowed. The black i

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    The officiant’s voice was calm, steady. Sacred words laced with elegance filled the space, but I barely heard them.I stood there, hand in Ruben’s, nodding when prompted, smiling when expected. The weight of hundreds of eyes pressed down on me like I was on a stage I couldn’t escape.“I do,” Ruben said, clear and certain, like he had practiced it a hundred times.Then it was my turn.I looked at him this man I was marrying and for a second, the world disappeared. Not in a romantic way, no. But in that jarring, paralyzing moment you realize this is it. No rehearsals. No pause button. This was real.I swallowed.“I… do.”The words escaped on a breath I didn’t know I was holding.There was applause.Cheering.Flashbulbs.And then… we kissed.His lips were soft, careful. He didn’t linger. And neither did I.When we turned to face the crowd as husband and wife, I wore the brightest smile I could manage. But inside? I felt like I had left something behind at the altar. Something I’d never

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    The court wedding was simple. Just the way I wanted it.No crowd. No extravagance. No flashing lights or hovering cameras. Just a quiet garden, a soft morning sun, and five people I could stand to have with me on what should’ve been the most intimate day of my life.Me.Ruben.My mum.Daph.And our lawyer.That was it.The ceremony was held in the back garden of the Delwunco estate a serene little space tucked away from the rest of the world. Even though the house itself was already bursting with florals and lights, being prepped for tomorrow’s spectacle of a wedding, Daph had insisted on adding a few light decorations here too. Subtle pastel ribbons on the chairs, rose petals along the pathway. Nothing over the top, just… sweet. Thoughtful.She always knew how to add a gentle touch.And for the first time in weeks, I actually felt calm.I wore a silk white dress clean, smooth, and bare. No beads, no lace, no crystals. Just me in a gown that flowed like water around my legs. My hair w

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