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48. The Scent of the Sea and Traces of Old Blood
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The Tyrant's Bride Vow 50. Loyalty, Threats, and Counterattacks
That night, a gentle breeze blew through the balcony, but the atmosphere in the room felt tense. Enola sat in front of the dressing table, with her back to Damian, clutching her phone containing the problematic photo Clarine had sent.Damian had just come out of the bathroom. As soon as he saw Enola’s gaze, his expression hardened.“Is there a problem?” he asked, his voice low.Without a word, Enola handed him the phone. Damian looked at the photo and let out a short, exasperated breath. “Cheap tricks,” he muttered.“Clarine is trying to provoke you.” Enola hugged herself.“I’m not just thinking about myself. I’m worried about this baby. Ali can’t—“Damian approached and cupped Enola’s face.“Enola, I didn’t touch anyone. That photo was taken at a moment and edited. I rejected that woman in front of many people. “Enola looked at him deeply.“ Damian, if you betray me... I will make you regret it for the rest of your life. “Instead of being offended, Damian smiled slightly—dark,
The Tyrant's Bride Vow 49. In the Looming Shadow
Ever since someone spied on her at the Elysian project, Enola no longer felt safe. Fear seemed to become a close friend that never left her side.Every little sound made her turn her head. Every step behind her made her heart leap.When she sat in the Elysian temporary office, her hands trembled slightly. Luna noticed and realized the mental blow Enola was experiencing.“Enola... you look pale. You should go home and rest.” Enola rubbed her stomach, breathing heavily. “I’m... scared. Not just for yourself, but for this baby. “ Luna, who was sitting on the sofa, got up and walked towards Enola, then stood behind her chair and held her shoulders.“ There’s Damian, there’s me, and there’s the whole team. No one can touch you.”Enola looked down. Her voice was soft, almost like a scattered secret.“But someone wants us dead, Luna. And I... I can feel it.” After Damian saw the mysterious man, he tightened Enola’s security to the extreme. Two bodyguards followed Enola everywhere she
The Tyrant's Bride Vow 48. The Scent of the Sea and Traces of Old Blood
Since returning from Adrian’s staged accident, Damian has once again taken on a huge responsibility—the expansion of the Cassel Group into Central Europe.Endless meetings, negotiations, and video conferences.Alexander entrusted the project entirely to Damian, and Damian worked flawlessly... but his mind never truly left Enola.Every two hours, he sent a message.Damian: Have you eaten yet?Damian: Don’t stand too much.Damian: Have you rested?Damian: Send me a photo, I want to make sure you’re okay. His protective nature had worsened since Enola’s accident. Even Evelyn warned him: “Damian, you can’t protect someone by imprisoning them.”Damian replied coldly,“I’m not imprisoning her, I’m keeping her alive.” On the other hand, after recovering, Enola resumed leading the construction of Elysian Reserve. The resort is now half complete.The northern section began to reveal glass villas with balconies facing the sea cliffs.The Spark vineyard—now under Cassel’s management whil
The Tyrant's Bride Vow 47. Wounds That Are Difficult to Heal
Enola underwent intensive examination. Her baby was safe, but still in a fragile condition. The accident she had suffered caused injuries severe enough to require several more days of recovery in the hospital.The doctor advised her.“Avoid stress. Avoid emotional shock. And... avoid fear. “ However, how could she avoid fear when her husband continued to hide something from her?Damian returned that afternoon with food and flowers. He smiled softly—a smile that could melt anyone’s heart. “ You didn’t have lunch, did you?” his voice was soft, as if there were no storm outside.Enola looked at him, feeling both warm and cold inside.“Damian... are you hiding something from me?”Damian was taken aback for a split second—then his face darkened. He placed the flowers and food on the nightstand next to Enola’s bed. “There’s nothing you need to worry about.” The answer was too quick.Too defensive. “You said you wouldn’t leave me again... but you’re scaring me...”Damian stood very cl
The Tyrant's Bride Vow 46. When Those Eyes Open
The ICU room was silent, filled only with the sound of monitoring machines reflecting the weak but persistent rhythm of life.Damian hadn’t moved an inch since he arrived. The half-wet black jacket he was wearing now hung on the back of a chair. His shirt was wrinkled and sticky from the rain, but he didn’t care.He just sat on the side of Enola’s bed.He held her hand as if it were the only thing keeping him sane. He didn’t sleep. He didn’t eat. He just waited.And waited.Until one afternoon, Enola’s eyelids fluttered.First slowly, then more clearly.Damian spontaneously stood up, his sturdy body leaning forward quickly, his fingers gripping Enola’s hand tighter.“Enola.”The voice was hoarse—soft but with emotional pressure almost breaking.Enola closed her eyes again, trying to regulate her heavy breathing. Her body ached, but consciousness slowly returned.She opened her eyes again.The first thing she saw was... Damian.That face. Those eyes.And for a moment, the world felt
The Tyrant's Bride Vow 45. Lost, Fallen, Returned
News of Damian’s accident spread faster than a hurricane.The plane that carried him landed safely, but the car that picked him up was found wrecked on the edge of a cliff. The search team did not see Damian’s body, but the driver of the car was killed in the accident. Enola refused to believe it. She insisted on flying to the crash site, but Evelyn and Luna managed to stop her. It was unsafe for her to travel long distances due to her vulnerable pregnancy. Enola’s body trembled uncontrollably from crying and fear. Alexander arrived, his face more tense than usual. Evelyn looked paler than Enola, her hands repeatedly clutching the scarf around her neck.“He can’t be dead,” Enola muttered. Her gaze was blank as she stared straight ahead.“Damian couldn’t have left me like this... it’s impossible.” Enola shook her head weakly.Meanwhile, Clarisse and Adrian stood behind them—their fake sympathy carefully polished. “We are concerned,” said Clarisse in her pretentious soft tone.“If Da
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