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90. Small Cracks
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2025-12-28 09:36:02
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The Tyrant's Bride Vow 92. Public Execution
The morning air felt wrong.Spring had come too early that year, but the warmth didn’t reach the ground. A thin layer of mist clung to the city streets, blurring glass buildings into pale silhouettes. The sky was overcast—heavy, like it was waiting for something to fall.Inside the car, it was quiet.Too quiet.Enola sat by the window, her fingers loosely wrapped around a paper cup of tea that had long gone cold. She hadn’t taken a sip in minutes. Her gaze was distant, fixed somewhere beyond the passing streets, though she wasn’t really seeing anything.Her chest felt tight again.Not enough to panic.Not yet.Just… a warning.Luna glanced at her from the front seat, her expression sharp, watchful.“You okay?”Enola didn’t answer immediately. She shifted slightly, pressing her palm against her thigh, grounding herself.“I’m fine.”It wasn’t convincing.Before Luna could push further, Enola’s phone vibrated.Once.Then again.And again.A sharp, relentless buzzing that cut through the
The Tyrant's Bride Vow 91. Starting the Resistance
The internal meeting of Spark Winery Enola was moved to a video conference. Today, she decided to revisit the psychiatrist and asked Luna to reschedule her appointment.Breakfast that morning was relatively quiet between Enola and Damian. After Enola was discharged from the hospital, she didn't talk much, and Damian decided to give her some space. "I'll take you to the psychiatrist today," Damian said as he cut the eggs on his plate. "No need, I can do it myself. Besides, you must be very busy with Cassel's expansion and the partnership with the Moreau Group." Enola's tone when she mentioned the Moreau Group was slightly unfriendly. Damian stopped cutting the eggs and looked at Enola. "Viona isn't working alone." Damian knew where their conversation was headed this morning. Enola raised her eyebrows for a moment. "I know. She and the person behind her are targeting me through you. You're sensitive to that." Enola said it with a gesture as if it were normal, but she was hiding turb
The Tyrant's Bride Vow 90. Small Cracks
The early spring breeze slipped through the windows of Spark Winery Group—still carrying the chill of winter. Enola stood in front of the glass window of her office, looking out at the vineyard that had not yet fully recovered from the frost. Morning dew still clung to the fragile twigs. Part of her felt fragile, too.Meanwhile, unbeknownst to Enola, Damian was already in motion.On the top floor of the Cassel Group, the sound of Damian's leather shoes echoed down the hallway. He entered his office, closing the door quietly—a dangerous kind of quiet.His laptop was already open. Inside, files about Viona Leonard Moreau were neatly arranged. Damian narrowed his eyes."Leonard is not a fool," he muttered. "His daughter can't be just a common nuisance."He pressed a button to play the CCTV footage from the hotel where he had stayed during his last business trip. The footage showed Viona trying to approach him several times, invading Damian's personal space, trying to stand too close... H
The Tyrant's Bride Vow 89. New Shadows in Spring
The spring sun slowly melted away the cold, but for Enola Spark, the world had not yet fully returned to warmth. In the Enolian family’s backyard, Enola was enjoying the view of the pool. That afternoon felt calmer after Enola returned home. Although she was still distracted by her thoughts about Viona.There was something unusual about the way that woman behaved with Damian. Enola knew it. There were many women around Damian, but she could still distinguish between a professional attitude and one that covered up specific intentions.Damian went to the hospital to visit Alexander and discuss the treatment and care plan for his father-in-law. Enola heard the roar of Damian’s car engine as he arrived. Enola got up to greet him in front of the house.However, the atmosphere changed when they saw a woman with honey-blonde hair standing in front of Damian’s car.Viona Leonard Moreau.Her face was expressionless, her eyes cold and sparkling.Her eyes fell on Enola, then stared at Enola, w
The Tyrant's Bride Vow 88. The Silent Ruins Among Us
Damian’s situation.At the hotel.Spring was slowly stirring outside the window of the hotel where Damian was staying. Rain had been falling since dawn, wetting the glass balcony that opened onto the city. Damian had just finished a meeting with Moreau-Europe investors when he returned to his office.His cell phone was not on his desk.Damian’s eyebrows tightened. “Where’s my phone?”Viona stood up too quickly—too nervously. “I just... took it because it kept vibrating. I was afraid it would disturb your meeting.”Damian noticed her fingers were still trembling. He took a step forward, and Viona unconsciously took half a step back.“Why are the call logs missing?” Damian’s voice dropped an octave, cold and icy.“I—I accidentally touched—“Before Viona could finish her lie, Damian’s phone vibrated again.A message appeared on the screen.LUNA: Mr. Cassel... Enola collapsed. There’s a lot of blood. I’ve taken her to the hospital. Please come back immediately.Damian’s expression chang
The Tyrant's Bride Vow 87. The First Crack in Spring
The spring breeze slowly entered through the crack in Damian’s office window, carrying the scent of cherry blossoms that had just bloomed in the Cassel Manor courtyard. However, among the beautiful colors of spring, one thing felt strange—a coldness that did not come from the weather. That coldness came from Enola.They hadn’t spoken for three days.Damian stood staring at his phone screen. He had sent Enola three messages since morning, all of which were unread. He closed his eyes for a moment, feeling something pierce his chest—a feeling he rarely experienced in his life.Guilt.Worry.Fear of losing Enola in her own emotional world.Why was she pulling away like this? Why did she seem... afraid?Damian exhaled deeply, massaging the bridge of his nose.“The meeting is about to start,” said William, his secretary, who had just entered his office. “You look... messed up.”Damian glanced at him. “Enola isn’t answering me.”William raised his eyebrows. “Are you two fighting?”Damian w
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