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Chapter 51: Are You Jealous Wifey
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Daniel kept staring at Vivienne, his eyes never leaving her face. She sat across from him, straight-backed and calm, at the little coffee shop not far from their homes. The soft noise of customers around them, the smell of roasted beans, the faint sound of music..none of it mattered. The only thing between them was silence, heavy and uncomfortable.Vivienne’s patience was running out. She hadn’t come here to be stared at like some display. She had agreed to meet him because he had said it was important, but minutes had passed and not a single word had come out of his mouth. Only his gaze, sharp and probing, that once used to make her heart flutter but now only irritated her.“What do you want to talk to me about?” she asked finally, her voice carrying the edge of impatience.Before...back in those days when she still thought of him as her world...she would have been thrilled to have Daniel’s full attention. She would have blushed under his gaze, smiled shyly, maybe even felt special.
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“Vivienne.”Her name rolled off his tongue for the third time. Daniel’s voice was low but edged with impatience, and his narrowed eyes studied her.Vivienne finally blinked, pulling herself out of the shock that had frozen her at the sight of him. Her heart had skipped a beat, not from longing but from an old wound reopening.“Why are you here?” she asked. Her tone was calm, almost cold, though inside she was unsettled.Daniel shifted his weight, one hand stuffed into his pocket. “I thought I saw someone who looked like you passing by. I came to check if it was really you.” His words were casual, but his arrogance bled through. He had always spoken as if the world belonged to him.“Okay, that’s me. You’ve seen me now—you can go.” Vivienne’s voice was firm. She had no intention of entertaining him. Not anymore. Not after everything.She didn’t hate him; hate required energy she no longer wanted to waste. But she didn’t want him in her space either. They had once been friends, yes. Chil
The Beautiful Wife Of Mr Rowland Chapter 155
Chapter 155“Mom, Dad, I’m home,” Vivienne called a little louder than usual as she pushed open the door and stepped into the villa.The air inside was cool and filled with the faint smell of polished wood. The living room alone showed the wealth of the owners—soft cream couches, a glass center table, a chandelier hanging above, and expensive paintings decorating the walls. Anyone walking in would immediately know that the family who lived here was not poor. Yet, to a stranger looking from the outside, Vivienne herself could have been mistaken for a maid because of the simple clothes she wore.“My daughter is home!” a man’s joyful voice rang from one corner.Mr. Lukeman, in his fifties, walked out with a wide smile on his face. His eyes lit up with warmth as he hurried toward her.“Dad!” Vivienne dropped her bag onto the desk by the door and rushed forward, wrapping her arms around him. “How are you doing?”“I’m very well,” he said with pride, holding her tightly. “And even if I wasn’
The Beautiful Wife Of Mr Rowland Chapter 154
Denovon carefully slipped out of the bed, making sure not to disturb Emily, who was sleeping soundly beside him. Her soft breathing filled the quiet room, and the gentle rise and fall of her chest was enough to make him pause for a moment, staring at her with tenderness in his eyes.It was already late in the evening, yet they had been asleep for hours after another round of love making. Earlier that morning, they had returned to their room right after breakfast. Emily had been unsettled, her face pale, her hands shaking, when he told her about the threat messages. She had nearly broken down, her fear obvious, but Denovon had held her close, whispering words of comfort until she finally calmed down. Somehow, in their closeness, in their need for one another, comfort had turned into passion, and passion into exhaustion. They had given in to sleep, wrapped in each other’s arms.Now Denovon gently pulled the duvet higher to cover her fragile frame. His eyes softened as he leaned closer a
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The water around Emily was warm, wrapping her body like a comforting blanket. The faint movement of the bath made her feel as if she were floating on a calm ocean. Slowly, her muscles began to relax, the soreness in her body fading.She let out a soft sigh. For the first time since last night, she was beginning to feel at ease. But still, her eyelids grew heavy. Sleep tugged at her, tempting her to drift away. She hadn’t rested properly. How could she? The man behind her had not let her.Emily leaned back against the sturdy chest that supported her. She shifted slightly, snuggling against him until she found a comfortable position. The steady rhythm of his heartbeat against her ear made her feel safe.“Are you still sore,” Denovon asked, his deep voice brushing against her ear, “or are you feeling sleepy again?” His tone carried a trace of happiness that couldn’t be hidden.Emily’s eyes snapped open, and she scowled. She twisted her head sharply to glare at him. “Isn’t it because of y
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Leo sat in his car, staring at the glowing screen of his phone. He had typed out, “Are you free tonight?” but his thumb hovered above the send button like it weighed a hundred pounds. His chest felt tight, his heartbeat uneven. Why was he suddenly nervous?He had spoken to plenty of women before. Women had approached him, smiled at him, tried to hold his attention. It had never made him pause like this. So why, with Vivienne, did it feel different? Why did his hands sweat at the thought of sending a simple text?With a sharp sigh, he deleted the words. His jaw tightened as he typed again. “Vivienne, this is Leo. Do you have time for coffee?” He stared at the short sentence for what felt like forever, then finally pressed send.The message whooshed away. Immediately, regret stabbed at him. What if she ignored it? What if she thought he was bothering her? What if she had already decided to forget about him after the wedding? His hand tightened on the phone as doubt coiled in his stomach
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