Lahat ng Kabanata ng Married To The Conqueror : Kabanata 1 - Kabanata 10

Amelia sat by the hospital bed, tears welling up in her eyes as she looked at Martha, her beloved maid who had been with the family for decades.Martha was like a second mother to Amelia, having cared for her since she was a little girl. Now in her mid fifties, Martha had been diagnosed with a rare autoimmune disease, the treatment for which would cost a fortune. Amelia grasped Martha's frail hand in hers. "Don't you worry about a thing. We'll pay for whatever treatment you need, money is no object. You've been part of our family for so long, we'll make sure you get the absolute best care."Martha smiled weakly, gratitude shining in her eyes. "You're too kind, dear. But don't go spending all your money on an old woman like me. As long as I get to see your smiling face, I'll be at peace."Amelia shook her head firmly. "Nonsense. We're going to fight this, and you'll be back to bossing me around in no time." They both laughed softly at the long running joke about Martha's mothering.

The morning sun filtered through the curtains as Amelia slowly awoke. Reaching for her phone, she was surprised to receive a call from an unknown number. Still drowsy, she answered with a hesitant "Hello?""Good morning," came a crisp, deep masculine voice on the other end. The unexpected sound jolted Amelia alert. "I'm sorry, who is this?" she asked."Harrison Caldwell," he replied. "We were meant to meet today."Amelia sat bolt upright, suddenly very conscious of the fact that she was still in bed talking to her supposed fiancé. "Oh, Mr. Caldwell, of course," she stammered. "I didn't realize it was you."Harrison chuckled. "No need to be so formal. Please, call me Harrison. I know this whole arrangement has been...unconventional. But I'd still like to meet you properly, if you're willing."Taken aback by his friendly yet assured tone, all Amelia could think to say was "You have a nice voice." As soon as the words left her mouth, she wanted to clap a hand over it in embarrassmen

The morning sun filtered through the curtains as Amelia awoke to her phone chiming with an incoming text. Still bleary eyed, she reached for it and saw a message from Harrison that said simply, "Good morning, I hope you slept well." Despite herself, a little smile turned up the corners of her mouth. She texted back, "Good morning to you too. I did sleep quite well, thanks." After getting ready for the day, her phone rang. Seeing it was Harrison, she felt a now familiar flutter of nerves. "Hello Harrison," she greeted him."Good morning again," he replied, sounding cheerful. "How does meeting for coffee this morning sound?""That would be nice," Amelia said. "Why don't we go to the cafe from yesterday? I quite enjoyed it there.""Excellent idea," Harrison agreed readily. "Shall we say 10 am?" They finalized the plans and Amelia couldn't deny she felt lighthearted at the prospect of seeing him again. Though hesitant to open up too quickly, she was drawn to continue their engagin

The morning sun streamed in through the curtains as Amelia slowly awoke, stretching and checking her phone. She was greeted by a text from Harrison: "Good morning! I hope you have a wonderful day today." His simple thoughtfulness made her smile.Despite the wounds of betrayal still feeling raw, Amelia felt a new sense of hope after connecting with Harrison's warmth. She resolved not to let the darkness consume her fully. Swinging her legs off the luxurious bed, she decided to treat herself to a day out.After a quick breakfast, Amelia drove her sleek black sedan downtown to the grand Canyon Creek Mall. The towering glass atrium gleamed in the sunlight, beckoning her inside the sprawling shopping mecca. She pulled into the underground parking garage, her heels clicking on the polished concrete floors.The cavernous garage was oddly empty of other cars or people. An inexplicable chill went down Amelia's spine in the shadows. Shaking it off as just her imagination, she walked bris

That night, after Amelia's encounter with Harrison at the mall, she arrived back at the imposing Davidson family estate as dusk settled over the manicured grounds. Inside, the cavernous mansion was silent, only her footsteps echoing on the polished marble floors. She was relieved to find her family absent from the halls and sitting rooms, wanting solitude after the emotional rollercoaster of the last few days.Once in her suite, Amelia changed into a comfortable silk nightgown and sat at the antique vanity to brush out her long hair. She still felt unsettled from the odd sense of being watched at the mall earlier. Pushing the uneasy feelings aside, she took out her phone to text Harrison, letting him know she was home safe, as he had requested. Soon his reply came through: "Glad to hear it. Sleep well, Amelia."She wrote back goodnight and climbed into the plush king bed, switching off the bedside lamp. Silvery moonlight filtered in through the tall windows overlooking the garde