Todos los capítulos de Impromptu Married: Capítulo 61 - Capítulo 70

The morning light gently filtered through the windows, illuminating room after room in Mr. Charles's residence. The cool breeze carried the fresh scent of the garden outside, while the sound of birds chirping filled the air with a deceptive sense of peace. Despite the calm atmosphere, something weighed heavily on Ethan’s heart as he stood on his bedroom balcony, staring out without truly seeing. His thoughts kept drifting back to the events of last night—the confusion, the anger, and the betrayal he felt from his grandfather's actions. Downstairs, Gwen had arrived at the estate. The night before, Mr. Charles hadn’t allowed her to join them, forcing her to wait at home. Only this morning was she able to follow, but the beautiful woman didn’t come empty-handed. She brought food for everyone. With a bright smile, she entered the kitchen, her hands full with bags of food for her husband and anyone els

After receiving permission from his grandfather, Dominic immediately sprang into action. He realized that a direct confrontation with Rachel or Jared couldn't be left solely to Ethan. Dominic knew his younger brother would act aggressively and impulsively without considering the larger consequences. Therefore, Dominic chose a different path—one that diverged from Ethan's. If Jared planned to flee with Rachel, Dominic would ensure they had no chance of escape. His steps were resolute, yet there was a vigilance in every movement. He knew Victor wouldn’t sit idly by. Victor’s surveillance of their every action had been evident from the beginning, and Dominic suspected Victor wouldn't let him act alone. Nevertheless, Dominic continued with a clear purpose—to stop Rachel and Jared, no matter what. Suddenly, the sound of footsteps behind him disturbed his tranquility. Dominic paused for a moment, listening intently. He sens

The psychologist assigned to assess Dominic and Ethan's mental state was highly competent. He took different approaches with the two heir candidates of the business empire; for instance, when he was with Dominic, he pretended to be a representative of a company. The results of the assessment revealed that Dominic was also working hard to forget the events involving his family and Rachel and was preparing to start a new chapter in his life. Mr. Charles was overjoyed to hear this. He set his plans into motion. Dinner was the perfect time for him to deliver his ‘orders’ to Dominic. Dominic sat at the dining table, adorned with soft lighting. Dinner had begun, but the atmosphere between them seemed tense. Mr. Charles, with his charming stature and charismatic aura, looked at Dominic seriously. “Dominic,” Mr. Charles said while cutting his steak, “I want to talk about the eve

Dominic sat on the sofa in Clara’s luxurious apartment, glancing around awkwardly. It felt strange to be here, in such a personal space, especially at night. Clara sat across from him, looking fresh despite the late hour. There was a smile on her face, one that was hard for Dominic to read. “You're not the type of man to show up somewhere unannounced, Dominic,” Clara began, her eyes locking onto his with a warmth that seemed genuine, but filled with curiosity. “Is there something urgent?” Dominic opened his mouth to respond, but before he could say a word, Clara continued. “Do you remember? The sofa you're sitting on is the one we picked out together. I thought you might have forgotten what it felt like to sit there, in the place where we used to have all those important talks. Remember those times when we were drowning in assignments?” Clara laughed softly, recalling the past with clarity.&n

Mr. Charles sat in the plush chair of his study, his gaze fixed on Victor, who stood in front of the desk. Victor's face appeared serious, and the intensity in his eyes indicated that what he was about to say was not trivial. “Tell me, Victor. What’s really going on?” Mr. Charles opened the conversation, getting straight to the point. Victor sighed, as if weighing his words carefully. “Something's not right with Dominic.” Mr. Charles leaned forward, his gaze sharpening. “I know; Gwen looked gloomy earlier too. What’s really going on with him?” “When he came home last night, I saw his condition. He looked exhausted and not himself. That raised my suspicions, so I tried to investigate a little.” “You’ve investigated?” Mr. Charles raised an eyebrow, slightly surprised by Victor's initiative.