Flash Marriage: A Night To Remember のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 21 - チャプター 30

“Hurt me?” he scoffed, walking over to meet me on the bed. “How do you intend on doing that?”I lowered my gaze. “It’s just that…”“You don’t have to explain,” he said gently, taking my hand as he brushed a loose strand of hair behind my ear. “Don’t listen to anything anyone says that’s against our marriage.”I was speechless. I didn’t know how to tell him what was weighing on my heart. Ivan was serious about our marriage, and following through with what his mother had asked would break his heart more than it would mine.But I stayed silent. I leaned back against the bed, resting my head on the pillows as Ivan lay beside me. He pulled the duvet over us, and I did the same. I tried to keep some distance between us, but part of me wanted him close, craving his comfort.I closed my eyes, lost in thought, when I felt Ivan’s arm slide around my waist, pulling me into his warmth. It was exactly what I wanted, yet I knew it wouldn’t stop there because I wanted more.His body pressed against

I spent the rest of the morning talking to Emma. We covered a lot of ground, and I realized that she wasn’t involved in Mara and Tonia’s scandal. In fact, Emma had no idea they had taken the money from Ivan until they confessed later. At that moment, the only thing I could count on was the fact that I had someone to talk to—someone who genuinely cared, unlike my mom and everyone else who had crossed paths with me.“Vera, you're going to be fine,” Emma said, placing a comforting hand on my shoulder. “I think you need to talk to Ivan. Tell him how you feel and what his mother is trying to do to your engagement.”I sighed, staring at my manicured nails. “I love Ivan, but I wish there was more to our engagement. I wish it wasn’t tainted by this scandal.”“It doesn’t matter,” Emma said sympathetically. “What matters is that you love each other.”I rubbed my forehead in frustration. “But what about Isabel? She’s already engaged to Ivan, and Mrs. Carlos won’t stop until I’m out of his life.”

I sat in my mom’s room in the Carlos mansion, unable to go back to our old apartment, my mom had already given it away, and staying there felt impossible. The Carlos mansion had become a constant reminder of the pain, of everything that had happened in my life, and the fact that I was at the center of it all.I stared at my reflection in the mirror, my slender features draped in black, the same outfit I wore to her funeral. The sight of myself made my stomach twist with guilt and grief. Memories flooded my mind, when Chloe died, when my dad left, and now, my mom. The weight of it all threatened to break me. The urge to cry and scream at the same time was overwhelming, like a slap to the face that I couldn’t escape.The door creaked open, and I quickly looked up to see Mrs. Carlos stepping inside, also dressed in black. The sight of her in mourning attire felt like a cruel mockery, a reminder of her role in all of this.“Poor girl,” she said, her voice smooth as she walked over and lea

“This is your room, V,” Brenda said as she pushed open the door, revealing a cozy, sunlit space. The soft Parisian light filtered through the sheer curtains, casting a warm glow over the room. A queen-sized bed with a plush comforter sat against the wall, and a small desk with a vase of fresh flowers was set near the window, overlooking the charming street below.I dropped my luggage by the door and stepped inside, taking it all in. It was perfect, simple, peaceful, and exactly what I needed right now.“Wow, Brenda, this is beautiful,” I said, turning to her with a small smile. “Thank you. I honestly didn’t know what to expect, but this... this feels like a home.”She shrugged with a grin. “I figured you could use a bit of calm after everything you've been through. You’ll be safe here, and you can stay as long as you need. I’ve already set up fresh sheets, and there are towels in the bathroom.”I nodded, touched by her thoughtfulness. "I really appreciate this, Brenda. I didn’t know w

“I don’t know if I can do this, Brenda,” I whispered, my voice barely holding steady. “I left that life for a reason. And now, it feels like it’s all pulling me back in.”Brenda’s eyes softened, understanding washing over her face. “You don’t have to go back to that life,” she said quietly. “You’ve built something new here, Vera. This baby doesn’t mean you have to return to the past. You can still do this your way.”I shook my head, fighting back the tears that threatened to spill. “You don’t understand. Ivan—he’s the father. I didn’t tell anyone why I left Canada, but it wasn’t just for a fresh start. I had to get away from him. Things between us... they weren’t good. I couldn’t stay.”Brenda’s eyes widened, but she didn’t say anything, letting me continue.“I thought I could close that chapter for good,” I whispered, the tears finally spilling over. “But now... this changes everything.”Brenda squeezed my hand tighter, her voice gentle but firm. “Vera, you’re stronger than you reali