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Chapter 42(He remembers her)
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Wrong bride to the right husband Chapter 44(Conflicted)
Darren’s POV…The book lay open in my hands, but the words blurred into meaningless shapes. I’d been staring at the same page for… God knows how long. The quiet in the study was oppressive, the kind of silence that made every stray thought echo louder.I tried to focus. Tried to read the paragraph again. I had even tried working. But Alina’s face kept sliding in between the lines. I couldn't believe how drawn to her I felt. The memory of her voice, the way it could be both steel and glass at the same time, was stitched into my head. And lately, every time I thought of her, another shadow crept in, Aria.I didn’t know which was worse: the guilt that I still let Aria get under my skin, or the fact that with her, everything felt wrong now. Off. Like someone had replaced the air between us with something too thick to breathe.The book slipped lower in my hands. I rubbed my temples, trying to shut down the swirl in my head. This wasn’t just about Alina, or Aria, or even me, it was about th
Wrong bride to the right husband Chapter 43(Miriam comes Visiting)
Alina's POV…The rest of the day passed in a quiet haze. I was still in Darren's room, even though I didn't feel like staying anymore. I wanted to leave and go to my room. The bracelet still clutched in my palm like it was the only thing keeping me upright. Every time I looked at it, my chest tightened until breathing felt like work.He remembered me.And yet… he had chosen to act like he didn’t.I was still in his clothes, his scent wrapped around me like a phantom embrace, when my phone began to ring on the bedside table. I wiped my face quickly, forcing myself to sound normal before I answered.“Miriam?”“Lina!” Her voice was bright, almost bubbly. “Guess where I am?”I frowned. “Where?” I wasn't good at guessing games.“At Heathrow Airport. In London!”For a second, I just sat there, stunned. “Wait… what? You’re here? You’re in London?”“Yes! I just landed. I thought I’d surprise you.”A smile tugged at my lips before I could stop it. “Miriam, you actually came?” My voice cracked
Wrong bride to the right husband Chapter 42(He remembers her)
Alina’s POV…Warmth.Not just from the sunlight peeking through the curtains, but from the man lying beside me. My bare skin tingled under the sheet, his arm still loosely draped around my waist as if holding me even in sleep.I didn’t move. I didn’t want to. Not yet.Last night kept replaying in my mind in fragments. The heat of his touch, the roughness in his kisses, the sound of my name falling from his lips when he lost control. There had been no secrets between us, no hesitation, just raw, honest desire.I turned slowly, just enough to see his face. Darren.His jaw was relaxed, a shadow of a stubble now softening his usually sharp features. His lashes were long, and the way his chest rose and fell with each breath gave me a strange kind of peace. He looked like a man at rest, not the cold CEO, not the stranger I was forced to marry… but someone real.My husband.My heart fluttered at the thought.Last night hadn’t solved everything. It hadn't erased the past or answered all my qu
Wrong bride to the right husband Chapter 41(Sleeping with her husband)
Darren rested his head on my shoulder, the weight of him surprisingly comforting. The quiet between us was not awkward, it was warm, like the hush that came after a storm, heavy with unspoken words but no longer filled with fear.The steady rhythm of his breathing brushed against my skin, and my fingers instinctively moved to his hair, threading through the soft strands like it was the most natural thing in the world.I didn't know how long we sat like that, two broken people finding solace in a silence louder than any apology. The room was dim, lit only by the faint glow from the moon outside the window. It bathed us in silver, casting shadows that danced across his face.Then, he turned.His head lifted slowly from my shoulder, and for a moment, he just looked at me. No smile. No smirk. Just… looked. Like he was searching for something behind my eyes."You don't have to stay, Alina," he said, voice low, barely more than a whisper. "You don’t owe me anything”My heart clenched at the
Wrong bride to the right husband Chapter 40( In shock)
Third person's POV…The cold brass of the doorknob bit into Darren’s palm, but he couldn’t move. He stood frozen by the slightly ajar door, every breath caught in his chest as the words from within wrapped around him like a noose.Inside, Vito’s voice was still low, gravelly, and unaware of the silent audience just outside.“You know I wanted to let him do his own things, give him room to grow,” Vito said into the phone. “But seeing as he’s turning now, I think it’s high time I stepped in. I can’t lay a finger on my own son. The heir to my rival's empire… and mine too.”Darren didn't think any of that was true.“He's refused to take over the ruins left by Alexandro. I thought he would come around and…”“Exactly” he replied the person on the other end. “And I wouldn't lay a hand on my son”Son.His son?Darren’s grip on the doorknob slackened as his knees weakened. A wave of nausea and disbelief surged through him. It couldn’t be true. Vito? His father? It had to be a trick. Some elabo
Wrong bride to the right husband Chapter 39(Darren's Father)
Alina’s POV…Pregnant.The word echoed in my mind like a whisper refusing to fade. I sat still on the edge of the bed, one hand resting over my belly, my heart racing wildly. How? I mean, I knew how, but...how, in the midst of all this chaos, had something so sacred, so delicate, found space to grow inside me?I didn't know how to feel. I had checked that night, the day Stephanie suggested I did and I checked three times just to be sure. I wasn't still certain, so I decided to confirm from the hospital… and it was still positive.A part of me was thrilled, my body was nurturing life. I was going to be a mother. Me. A mother. But then came the wave of doubt, thick and heavy. How was I supposed to take care of a child? With everything happening around me? With Darren unsure, distant...with Aria lingering like a shadow?I blinked rapidly as my throat tightened. My own mother hadn’t exactly set the best example. She wasn’t the typical and ideal mother. She had been cold, absent, unreachab
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