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Chapter 86: It's Over
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Rosette’s Point of ViewLater that night, after the guests had gone and the last flickers of candles had died down, silence filled the air. The good kind of silence, soft and full rather than empty.Ethan was asleep in the room down the hall, tucked beneath a white blanket, his little bear still in his arms. The entire day had worn him out; the laughter, the flashing lights, the hugs, the chaos of people cooing over him. He had been the heart of the wedding without even knowing it.I slipped quietly onto the balcony, barefoot, still wearing the simple satin robe Lisa had laid out for me. The city stretched endlessly before me, glowing gold and silver beneath a velvet sky. The faint hum of traffic below blended with the sound of the breeze brushing against the glass railings. Somewhere, far off, the ocean glimmered faintly, calm now, as if mirroring the quiet in my chest.For once, there were no cameras, no threats, no ghosts from the past whispering my name. Just peace.And I could
I Swore Off Men; But My Enemy Wants An Exception Chapter 89: It Was Over
Rosette’s Point of ViewBy morning, everything was a beautiful kind of madness.Lisa was half losing her mind on the phone, arranging things at a speed I didn’t know was humanly possible. I felt bad because I didn't know who else to call for help but my P.A and now she was going insane. Her voice echoed through the hall like a drill sergeant. “No, I said ivory, not white! Ivory! And if the florist doesn’t deliver these roses in two hours, I’ll burn their entire shop!”I stared at her in disbelief. “Lisa, breathe. You’re scaring the staff.”She turned to me with wild eyes. “You’re getting married in seven hours! Do you have any idea how much needs to be done? The caterers, the string quartet, the cake; don’t even get me started on the press outside!”Meanwhile, Cesare was calm. Completely calm. He sat by the window in a crisp white shirt, sipping coffee and scrolling casually through his phone, as if we weren’t in the middle of orchestrating a wedding and birthday party at the same t
I Swore Off Men; But My Enemy Wants An Exception Chapter 88: Tomorrow
Rosette’s Point of ViewOn the day of her sentencing, nothing went wrong. She was given time in prison though I wasn't satisfied with it.The courthouse was still noisy outside when Cesare took my hand and led me toward the car. The drizzle had thickened into real rain, the kind that soaked through even when you tried to run. But he didn’t care. Neither did I. His hand was firm around mine, grounding me like it always did.People were shouting, reporters snapping pictures, their voices merging with the hum of traffic and thunder. The sound barely reached me. Everything around me felt muffled, like I was standing underwater.Cesare opened the door for me, his shirt already damp from the rain, and waited until I slid inside. When he finally entered, shutting out the noise, silence took over. The windshield wipers made slow, rhythmic sounds as the rain kept falling. I stared out the window, watching the blur of city lights and umbrellas. The city looked softer through the rain, like ev
I Swore Off Men; But My Enemy Wants An Exception Chapter 87: The Last Straw
Rosette's point of view The next few days blurred into stress. Every morning began with reporters at the gates and ended with boardroom fires I had to put out. Ray’s arrest made headlines worldwide, but so did the rumor about my bloodline. Half the world saw me as a survivor; the other half whispered fraud.Cesare barely left my side. His presence kept me sane; steady hands, calm words and eyes that promised order when everything else fell apart. But even he couldn’t stop the next blow.Leila resurfaced.Lisa stormed into my office that afternoon, face pale and voice trembling. “She’s back. Leila just showed up at the courthouse with her lawyer. She’s filed a plea deal.”My pen dropped from my hand. “A plea deal for what?”“For cooperation,” Lisa replied, swallowing hard. “She claims she can prove Ray was behind Julio’s murder. But she’s asking for leniency because…”“She’s pregnant,” I cut in flatly.Lisa nodded.I felt something sharp twist in my chest. “She’s using that again?”
I Swore Off Men; But My Enemy Wants An Exception Chapter 86: It's Over
Rosette's point of view The night dragged like a punishment. I didn’t sleep; I couldn’t. The sea outside Cesare’s mansion crashed loud against the cliffs, its rhythm mocking the storm building inside me. Leila had vanished, Ray was still out there, and the rumor about my bloodline still lingered like poison in the media. Every channel replayed the same damned headline: “Rosette Jenner…Not Julio’s Real Daughter?”I sat on the couch, barefoot, hair a mess, clutching a mug of untouched coffee that had long gone cold. Cesare stood by the window, phone to his ear, his voice sharp and clipped as he spoke to one of his men.“Check every shipping route. If she’s at the harbor, she won’t get far,” he snapped, then lowered his voice. “And find Ray. I want his entire financial trail pulled apart before dawn.”He ended the call and looked at me. The muscles in his jaw ticked, his eyes unreadable. “We’ll find her, Rose. But you have to get some rest.”I scoffed quietly. “Rest? With my father’s
I Swore Off Men; But My Enemy Wants An Exception Chapter 85: The Escape
Rosette’s point of viewThey brought Leila in wrapped in perfume and panic. The officers had done their job clean; there was no theater in their movements, only efficiency. She looked smaller under that fluorescent light than she ever did on red carpets and magazine covers. Her platinum hair was a mess from running hands through it, and her mascara had bled into dark strips down her cheeks. She looked human, and that was almost worse.The cameras were already outside the station when I arrived. Flashbulbs popped like small, angry fireworks as I walked in; people craned for a glimpse, hungry for the next headline. I kept my face neutral, my steps deliberate. One foot in front of the other. Own the room, own the moment; that’s what Daddy’s voice told me in my head whenever fear tried to yank me off balance.They took her mugshot. They read her rights. All the while, she kept glancing at me like I was a ghost that had come back to haunt her. I didn’t move. I let the officers do their
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