All Chapters of Mr. CEO, Marry Me On Conditions [The CEO's Replaced Bride]: Chapter 421 - Chapter 430

Tiffany Sebastian's words make my stomach churn and deliver goosebumps all over my body. I grip my phone tightly, catching my breath as I had lost it for a while. His words are still buzzing inside my head, fresh and loud. I feel my heart thudding faster. It causes my chest to ache but I gulp down. "I know I'm sounding crazy. But I think— I have—" he chokes. "I have literally gone crazy for you. I can't tell you how I passed these two days""You think it was worse than what I have been through, Sebastian?" I grunt."I didn't mean that", his voice shivers. "I know. I know that I hurt you in the worst way possible but it didn't go well with me either, Tiffany", he says, huffing."You know what? I don't care anymore. If you think you can lure me with your sweet words again, you're fucking wrong. Go and chant this scripted monologue to other women that will trust you", I spit out of frustration.It's not that my heart didn't race faster when he confessed this. It's not that my heart did

Tiffany I come out of Sebastian's grip right away as he rolls his eyes. "So, I can see everything is sorted, ha?" Thea's smirk widens. I find it better to avoid and get started to make a quick snack.However, Thea walks slowly towards us. I'm in zero mood to listen to her nonsense anyway. "See ya! I told you", I hear her saying with a sarcastic tone. "You just need to apologise a couple of times and emotional blackmail always works. Especially for a woman like Tiffany. No?" My heart wrenches as I look up at Sebastian with disbelief. He was already staring at me. My hand is still in his grip as he squeezes my hand and shakes his head NO slightly, his eyes screaming at me to not believe her.And out of the blue, I feel like I trust him. Everything he had been doing for the past two days, I can't accept that those efforts were fake by any means. Sebastian shifts his eyes back to Thea with a deadly glare. "Oops! Sorry, I'm not messing it up again", Thea grins and looks at me. "Are y

Tiffany "Why are you saying sorry?" I mutter. He lets out a deep sigh and lowers his gaze. "I shouldn't have hidden so many things from you. I shouldn't have kept you in darkness. Just because I did that, you had to be hurt for no valid reason. That situation could have been avoided if I simply told you about it"He's with a disappointed tone. "I just— I could not tell you because whenever I'm with you, I don't feel like talking about anything else. The bond I shared with you had nothing to do with this case, Thea, and her filthy actions. Even though I met you because of this case, it has always been different. I wanted to keep our moments, our relationship away from all this negativity. That's where I messed it—""Stop!" I gasp and look away. "You're making me feel more guilty, Sebastian""Why would you feel guilty?" he exclaims. "Because I didn't trust you. I didn't listen to you when you were begging to explain", my voice breaks. "I said so many bad things to you. I— I'm sorry"

Christian John has been mumbling repeatedly in that drunken state, speaking all the bitter words about her. It leaves both of us in shock. What might have happened between them?Ivanna comes inside the room and closes the door.I look at her doing all the random stuff while blabbering about John. My phone buzzes again. It's Kane. He has been repeatedly calling and texting me. I keep staring at the phone, lying on the bed.I put it on vibration mode."Thea did not respond yet. Did she?" Ivanna shrugs while decluttering her research papers. "She can't just be responsible for a damn time""I tried to call Tiffany. Her phone is unreachable. We can just wait for the morning", I tell her.Ivanna looks at me. "What do you think? What might have happened between them? I don't know I'm feeling like John got to know about the truth""I don't think so. It's only possible when she'll confess it. But she's never gonna do that as far as I have known her", I say, looking at the ceiling. Ivanna's ph

Thea John can't do this to me. He can't trust their words. He can't trust what he has seen. He'll only trust me. He has to. He'll trust everything I say. And if I ever confess my deeds, he'll still trust that I can never do anything that I have confessed. I'm recklessly driving on the road, trying to spot his car I have lost track of. He has just disappeared in the dark. I have been prowling in the dark streets for an hour now. My brain has stopped functioning. I have left my phone in the mansion and I don't know where I am right now. It's midnight. There's hardly anyone on the street. My eyelids feel heavy. I'm tired and I feel like I'm gonna collapse right now. Suddenly, my gaze halts in a direction. By the streets. There's a car. John's car. I hurriedly park my car nearby and get out of my car, rushing towards it."John!" I scream at the top of my lungs, tapping the door. The window is closed and the door is locked. I'm sure he's inside. He just wants to stay away from me and