Forced to marry the Cold CEO のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 11 - チャプター 20

*****One evening, as the sun dipped below the horizon, casting a warm orange glow over the estate, Gabriella found herself standing by the window of their shared room, lost in thought. The room, once a sanctuary of their love, now felt like a chamber of secrets and hidden agendas.Simon approached her from behind, his footsteps muffled by the plush carpet. He placed a gentle hand on her shoulder, his touch a mixture of comfort and understanding."Gabriella," he said softly, his voice carrying a trace of concern. "You seem lost in your thoughts."Gabriella turned to face him, her eyes weary from the weight of their plans. "Simon, do you ever wonder if we're doing the right thing?" she asked, her voice tinged with doubt.Simon's eyes met hers, and for a moment, they both felt the weight of their choices. "I won't deny that this path is fraught with uncertainty," he admitted. "But we're seeking justice for the pain they've caused you, for the lives they've shattered."Gabriella nodded sl

****The next morning's gentle light filtered through the curtains, casting a soft, golden hue across the room. Gabriella stirred from her restless slumber, the weight of the previous night's turmoil still clinging to her like a delicate veil. As the tendrils of sleep gradually released their hold, she blinked away the remnants of dreams that seemed to mirror her unsettled thoughts.With a resigned sigh, she swung her legs over the edge of the bed, her feet brushing against the cool floor. Her gaze fell to the ornate clock on the bedside table, its hands ticking away the moments. Waiting for Simon had taken a toll on her energy, leaving her both drained and inexplicably anxious. It was as if the night's revelations had infused a newfound electricity into her veins.Just as she was about to stand up, a sudden movement caught her attention. Her eyes widened as her heart seemed to skip a beat. There, standing near the window, was Simon. The first rays of morning light cascaded over his fi

****The city's transformation from day to night was a symphony of lights and shadows, an orchestration of fading sunlight and the birth of twinkling stars. As the dusk settled over the urban landscape, Simon emerged from the glass confines of his office, his steps deliberate as he made his way towards the waiting car. Tion, his driver, stood by the car, a silent yet familiar presence in Simon's life.The evening breeze carried a subtle chill, a reminder that the world beyond the office held its own rhythms and mysteries. Simon's mind was a whirlwind of thoughts, a labyrinth of contemplation and uncertainty. The conversation with Gabriella earlier lingered like a lingering melody, its notes stirring something within him that he hadn't quite expected.As they pulled away from the curb, the city lights painted streaks of color across the windshield, the familiar routes home etched into his memory. But tonight, there was an unusual silence that stretched between Simon and Tion. The chasm

****After a long day at work, Richard got into his car and was driven off to the mansionThe mansion's interior was aglow with the warm embrace of evening, the delicate chandeliers casting soft light upon the lavish furnishings. The atmosphere held a sense of expectation, a space where the threads of their lives converged once again. Richard's car pulled up in the grand driveway, the engine's soft hum fading as he stepped out, his footsteps echoing against the marble floor as he entered the familiar abode.Rosella, her presence as graceful as ever, welcomed Richard with a genuine smile. "There's going to be a ceremony at an old friend's house," she extended the invitation, her words an echo of warmth.Richard's response was curt, his dismissive tone a stark contrast to his mother's kindness. "No mom, sorry. I have a lot of stuff to get done."The air seemed to carry a hint of sadness as Rosella's gaze momentarily faltered. "Alright," she replied, her disappointment fleeting but palpab

****The line finally connected, and a voice on the other end answered, "Hello, Gabriella.""Simon," Gabriella's voice carried a hint of surprise, her tone soft and guarded. The air seemed to crackle with tension, their conversation hanging in the balance like a delicate thread."Simon? Is everything okay?" Gabriella's concern was palpable, her curiosity piqued by his unexpected call.Simon could feel his heart pounding, the weight of their shared history and the uncertainty of their present circumstances bearing down on him. He took a deep breath, summoning his courage to continue the conversation that had the potential to reshape their lives."I wanted to talk, Gabriella," Simon's voice held a mixture of hesitation and determination. "There are things we need to address.""I know this might seem sudden, but there are things I need to tell you," Simon's voice was steady, his words carefully chosen. He could sense the gravity of the moment, the pivotal nature of this confession.Gabrie