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Chapter 41:Celia 'Nowhere to Go'

Autor: Pixie
last update Fecha de publicación: 2026-09-29 07:43:22

For a few seconds, I didn't know where I was.

The ceiling above me was wrong.

Cracked in one corner. Water-stained near the light fixture. Nothing like the pale, elegant plaster of the room I'd slept in for almost a year.

Then it all came back.

The ballroom,

The brooch in my bag,

The footage,

Adrian's face,

His question.

"If my money was what you wanted, why didn't you just ask?"

The memory hit me so sharply that I stopped breathing for a moment.

I sat up slowly.

I was still wearing the iv
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  • The billionaire's discarded bride   Chapter 41:Celia 'Nowhere to Go'

    For a few seconds, I didn't know where I was.The ceiling above me was wrong.Cracked in one corner. Water-stained near the light fixture. Nothing like the pale, elegant plaster of the room I'd slept in for almost a year.Then it all came back.The ballroom, The brooch in my bag, The footage, Adrian's face, His question. "If my money was what you wanted, why didn't you just ask?"The memory hit me so sharply that I stopped breathing for a moment.I sat up slowly.I was still wearing the ivory gown.It was wrinkled now, one strap slipping from my shoulder. Twelve hours ago, the dress had made me feel beautiful.Now it felt like something borrowed from a life that had already ended.I looked around the room.There was no suitcase beside the bed.No Lancaster driver waiting downstairs with the engine running, ready to take me somewhere I no longer had any claim to.No familiar voice asking whether I'd slept well.No message from my parents asking if I was all right.Whether I'd foun

  • The billionaire's discarded bride   Chapter 40: Celia 'The night everything broke'

    The Whitfield ballroom glittered like something out of a dream I was only starting to let myself believe I belonged in fully.Chandeliers spilled gold across a sea of silk and diamonds. A live orchestra tuned somewhere near the far wall, while photographers crowded behind velvet ropes at the entrance, waiting for the next arrival worth capturing."Mr. Lancaster! This way!""Mrs. Lancaster, over here!"Flashes erupted around us the moment we stepped through the doors.My hand tightened instinctively around Adrian's arm."You're shaking," he murmured."I'm not quite used to this.""You will be."His voice was quiet, steady. Then his hand settled lightly against the small of my back."Stay close to me."I did.For a little while, walking through that glittering room beside him, being introduced to people whose names I promptly forgot, I let myself pretend that nothing had changed.That we were still the two people who had danced badly together in the rain and laughed about it afterward.

  • The billionaire's discarded bride   Chapter 39: Celia 'Before the gala'

    By midweek, the mansion had been fully transformed.Flowers arrived in enormous crates. Staff moved through the halls with hurried efficiency, and a tailor came twice to adjust the gown Eleanor had insisted on commissioning for the gala.Ivory silk, elegant and stunning.Simple enough to let the jewelry speak for itself.I let myself get swept into the preparations, grateful for anything that kept my hands busy while my mind kept returning to the terrace.To Adrian's unfinished sentence.To how he dismissed it as not important.I didn't believe that.I hadn't believed it since he'd said it."You seem happy," Martha observed while pinning the hem of my gown."I am."And mostly, I meant it."And the young master?"I hesitated."He's been busy."It was true.Just not the whole truth.Martha didn't push. She simply returned to her work, humming softly, and I

  • The billionaire's discarded bride   Chapter 38: Celia 'Forgotten treasure'

    Eleanor found me in the sunroom with a small velvet box balanced carefully in both hands."I found something this morning," she said.There was a faint smile on her face."Something that reminded me of you."She set the box on the table between us.My eyes fell to the velvet.Something about it felt familiar."Eleanor?""Open it."I lifted the lid.And froze.Inside was the emerald brooch.The real one.The stone caught the afternoon light, deep green and impossibly rich, surrounded by delicate silverwork that looked almost like frost.For a moment, I couldn't speak.Then the memory came back.Not slowly.All at once.

  • The billionaire's discarded bride   Chapter 37: Celia ' The things we believe'

    Adrian arrived at the Guild earlier than expected.He hadn't told Celia he was coming.He'd decided to surprise her with lunch instead.It should have been a simple thing.Something small.Something they would have laughed about later.Instead, he stopped just inside the doorway.Celia was standing near the far window, bent slightly over a workbench.She was laughing.A young man stood beside her.Adrian didn't recognize him.Dark hair. Worn apron. One of the Guild's apprentices, judging by his clothes.The man was holding a small tool, demonstrating something with obvious enthusiasm. Celia leaned closer to see, her attention completely absorbed by whatever he was showing her.Then she laughed again.

  • The billionaire's discarded bride   Chapter 36: Celia 'Things left unsaid'

    He found her in the small study she'd slowly claimed as her own.Celia was bent over a sketch of a necklace clasp, a magnifying loupe pushed into her hair, completely absorbed in whatever detail had captured her attention.She didn't notice him in the doorway.Adrian stood there for a long moment.He watched the careful movement of her pencil.The slight tilt of her head when she reconsidered a line.The small furrow between her brows whenever something wasn't quite right.Beside her sat a half-finished cup of tea, long forgotten. A cold ring had formed beneath it on the saucer.She looked peaceful.Certain.Like she belonged here.But somehow, that was what unsettled him.She had built this herself.The apprentice

  • The billionaire's discarded bride   Chapter 4 : Celia  'A Dangerous Kind of Hope'

    The next morning, breakfast was different.I entered the dining room expecting the same dry toast, the same silence, the same elegant dismissal that had wrapped around me since arriving in the Lancaster house.Instead, there was warm tea at my place. Eggs, buttered toast and fresh fruit too.I stop

  • The billionaire's discarded bride   Chapter 3 : Celia  'The Invisible Mrs. Lancaster'

    By the third day of my marriage, I had learned my place in this house. Invisible.I stood just inside the dining room, fingers tightening around the edge of my sleeve as sunlight spilled across the polished silver and crystal glasses. The table was long enough to seat twelve, yet only four places

  • The billionaire's discarded bride   Chapter 2 : Celia  'The Wrong Bride'

    I should have told him.The moment Adrian said Sienna's name, I should have stepped back and told him the truth.I should have said I wasn't her. I was Celia.The spare daughter. The substitute bride. The woman forced into a marriage by her own parents.But my throat closed, no words coming out.Ma

  • The billionaire's discarded bride   Chapter 1  : Celia  'The Spare Daughter

    "No."The word slipped out before I could stop it. It sounded too small in the drawing room, but it was enough to make the very air freeze.My father slowly looked up from the contract in his hand."What did you say?" Victor Rowan asked, his voice calm.I swallowed, though my throat had already dri

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