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CEO
Heir/Heirness
Contemporary
Steamy
Revenge
Fast-Paced Plot
Arrogant
Flash Marriage
Office Relationship
After being accused of killing her father, Catalina Gomez proves her innocence of the crime. She thinks everything will be back to normal. But as soon as she comes out of hell, her world is shattered by her adopted sister and husband’s betrayal. Her life became ‘one against the world’. She lost everything... Everything. Everyone knew her as a murderer. Everyone insulted and pointed fingers at her. Everyone looked at her with disgust. But one man stands behind her and changes everything. Dante Marcellos… when did you become my new husband? Between love and lie… the truth unfolds. Will her heart be prepared for this?
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THE REMARRIED HEIRESS 194
DANTEThe soft clack of my keyboard is the only sound left in the room. Everyone’s gone home, even the cleaning crew called it a night an hour ago. I’m surrounded by mahogany and glass and a skyline that flickers like it’s mocking me, reminding me that while my city keeps living, I’ve become something of a ghost in my own life.Funny, isn’t it? I feel like I’m losing the only thing that ever really mattered.My Lina.My phone suddenly rang. I hastily grabbed my phone, hoping it was my wife. But to my disappointment, it was Ralph.“What?” I answered.“Yow! Wassup…” he always has high energy. I wonder what he drinks every day that gives him that kind of energy, as if he's not worried about his controversial life. “What do you want?”“I just miss my cousin, so I called to hear you sigh and have that low–”“I'm asking again." I firmly said, cutting his words off. “What do you want?”He let out a deep sigh that lasted five seconds. I scratched my temple as I was about to put down the call
Last Updated : 2025-07-22THE REMARRIED HEIRESS 193
CATALINAI held the phone like it might vanish if I blinked. In the back seat of the car, the world outside the window blurred. Banners flapping on lampposts, motorcycles weaving between sluggish taxis, the chaos of the roads but I couldn’t see any of it. My eyes were fixed on the image in a stranger’s phone.The woman's face wasn’t visible, only her back was turned, and her body was slightly angled toward my husband. But her stance… the familiarity of it clawed at me. There was something intimate in how she leaned in, how her arm rested against his chest like it belonged there.My pulse pounded while I stared at the clothes.She wore a cream blazer over a soft blue dress, the shades I knew too well. The texture of that dress, the cut, the gold buttons at the wrist that I saw worn before… by Karen.My stomach dropped.It couldn’t be. Karen? The stranger who handed me the phone made no explanation and didn't give a name. And I hadn’t seen the woman’s face. I wanted it to be someone e
Last Updated : 2025-07-20THE REMARRIED HEIRESS 192
CATALINAMorning arrived dressed in gray clouds and a sluggish breeze. The kind of day that promised nothing and felt like it kept secrets. I sat at the edge of the garden café, the table carefully chosen far from the entrance, with just enough privacy.Karen had said she’d meet me here. I texted her the venue and time, but I didn't get a reply. I still came early, though. I ordered green tea because coffee felt too bold for the conversation I suspected we were about to have. I wasn’t naive. I knew she’d been caught in whatever explosion happened between her and my husband yesterday. But I also knew Karen, or at least I thought I did. She didn’t walk away without explanation.Minutes turned into an hour.I checked my phone but found nothing. No text. No missed call. Not even a polite cancellation.The tea was cold now as I hadn’t touched it in thirty minutes.At one point, the server came over with sympathy in her eyes and asked if I wanted to order something else. I declined politel
Last Updated : 2025-07-19THE REMARRIED HEIRESS 191
CATALINAThe baby in my arms moves as her tiny mouth twitches in sleep. I adjust her gently, just enough not to wake her. Her warmth anchors me, but my eyes drift again to the balcony, to where Dante and Karen were talking about work-related matters.“Why are you anxious?”“I don't know–” I paused and gazed at Abby, whose brow raised. “I'm not anxious.”“It’s obvious, ma'am.”“I was just looking at them.” I avoided her eyes and just looked at Lia on my lap who was sleeping peacefully.Abby didn't say anything after that. I know she's not convinced, and I'm glad she's not the type of person who will force you to speak up.She excused herself to get some water in the kitchen. I watched her walk away and I couldn't help but look at the balcony again.Suddenly, Dante leans against the railing while gesturing toward something on the tablet Karen is holding. They’ve been out there for nearly an hour and I can’t hear everything, but I know enough that it’s serious. I glance back at the liv
Last Updated : 2025-07-18THE REMARRIED HEIRESS 190
CATALINAThe scent of warm vanilla and melted chocolate wrapped around our home like a gentle embrace. It was Sunday afternoon, the kind of day when the sun dribbled lazily through the curtains and everything felt just a little slower and softer. In the kitchen, chaos and joy mingled like old friends.Cassie, Abby’s six-year-old daughter, was perched on a stool, elbows deep in cookie dough, wearing an apron three sizes too big. Her giggles erupted every time she squished chocolate chips between her fingers before popping them into her mouth.Abby stood close by, her sleeves rolled up, guiding Cassie with the kind of patience I get to see from her when it comes to my and Chen’s stubbornness. She was gentle, almost maternal in a way that tugged at something deep in me. Watching them together made me see Abby not just as someone who protects me, but as a mother trying to savor stolen moments.Chen zoomed around in a blur of excitement, a cookie bandit on a mission. He’d sneak spoonfuls
Last Updated : 2025-07-16THE REMARRIED HEIRESS 189
CATALINAWe were seated near the window, the sunlight poured across the table like a spotlight neither of us asked for. The restaurant was quiet for lunchtime, low jazz humming through the speakers, the kind of place where conversations were meant to be murmured, not shouted. I appreciated the atmosphere. It gave my silence room to breathe.Dante ordered without asking. He always did that, which was somehow both thoughtful and irritating. Grilled salmon, risotto, and lemon water with mint. He knew my preferences as well as he knew his quarterly projections. But something about today made it feel like he was performing muscle memory rather than genuine care.I pushed the risotto with my fork, watching the steam rise but barely tasting it. My mind kept circling back to the glances, the hesitation, the weird shift in the air back in his office.He noticed. Of course he did.“You’re quiet,” he finally said, eyes scanning mine. “Too quiet.”I tilted my head. “Am I?”He gave a soft smile, t
Last Updated : 2025-07-16
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