Lahat ng Kabanata ng ENTANGLED WITH MY CONTRACTED HUSBAND : Kabanata 101 - Kabanata 110

Alexis arrived at the conference centre, her eyes filtering the bustling campaign for any sign of Haven. She didn’t see him but knew from his plan that he was likely backstage planning. She made her way through the labyrinth of conference rooms, her heels clicking on the cleaned floors. After inquiring a couple of staff individuals for directions, she at long last found the room where Haven was set to show. Looking through the door, she spotted him—pacing, focused, and careless to the world around him. Alexis felt a swell of pride. She had seen him work so difficult for this minute, and now here he was, on the brink of something huge. She wavered, not needing to toss him off, but at that point she caught his eye. Haven ceased mid-step, his eyes broadening in incredulity. “Alexis?” he whispered, flickering as if he were seeing an illusion. He looked around, half-expecting that possibly his mind was playing traps on him. She ventured into the room, grinning. “Surprise!” she said, her

I know things didn’t end the way we arranged, but… don’t you think it’s worth attempting once more? I mean, we had something special.” Haven’s grin blurred, and he moved awkwardly in his seat. He looked at Vanessa, his expression softening as if he were looking for the correct words. “Vanessa, we did have something. But that was a long time ago. We’ve both moved on.” “Have we?” Vanessa inquired, her voice breaking somewhat. She comes out, setting her hand over his. “Because I haven’t. I still think about you, Haven. About us. And I think… I think we can go about it again.” Haven tenderly pulled his hand about, his eyes locking onto hers. There was no anger in his look, no frustration—just a calm pity that made Vanessa’s heart throb. “I’m sorry, Vanessa. I didn’t mean to lead you on. I care about you, but… I’m in love with Alexis. She’s my spouse, and she’s everything to me.” Vanessa was drawn back as if she had been slapped. She had known about Alexis, of course—everyone did. Have

He pulled out a little stack of papers and gave them to her. Alexis faltered before taking them, her eyes filtering the reports. They were phone records, emails, messages that painted a distinctive picture of Vanessa than the one she had been offering. “I’ve been talking to her ex, the fellow she’s been seeing,” Have Clarified. “Heshowed me these. Vanessa’s been controlling everybody around her, attempting to make it appear like I’m the father of her baby when she’s been with him this whole time. She’s trying to break us up, Alexis. She knows how much you mean to me, and she’s using that against us.” Alexis gazed at the papers, her hands shaking. She looked up at Haven, her expression clashed. She may see the truthfulness in his eyes, the franticness. But she moreover saw the torment, the blame, and she knew that indeed on the off chance that Vanessa had plotted against them, it didn’t eradicate the truth that Haven had let this happen. “I want to accept you,” Alexis said at last, h

Alexis gestured, giving him a brief, lingering look some time recently turning and walking out of the cafe. Haven observed her go, a blend of trust and uncertainty swirling in his chest. He had made the first move, but he knew better than to think that was enough. Alexis was right; if they were aiming to revamp what they had misplaced, it would take more than words and signals. It would take time, tolerance, and an eagerness to go up against the past they both had attempted so difficult to disregard. Days passed, and Alexis found herself torn between her desire for autonomy and the waiting feelings she still harboured for Haven. She went through her days at the property, working resolutely to turn the house into a home. It was a way for her to recover her sense of self, to demonstrate that she seemed to stand on her own without being fastened to Haven’s world. But in calm minutes, when the sun plunged underneath the skyline and shadows crawled into the corners of the rooms, she cou

Haven gestured, his grasp on her hand tightening marginally. “I’ll make sure of it. No more shackles. No more blended signals.” Alexis gave him a little, conditional grin. “Okay. But it’s going to take a little time.” “I’m not going anywhere,” Haven assured her, his voice softening. “We can take all the time we need.” They stood there for a minute, holding onto each other within the calm of the living room. It wasn’t idealized, and the harmed from their prior battle still waited, but for the first time in what felt like until the end of time, Alexis felt like possibly, just possibly, they had a shot at getting through this. Haven looked towards the window where Vanessa had vanished. “I should’ve set boundaries sooner. I see that now. I’m sorry, Alexis.” Alexis murmured, leaning her head on his bear. “I’m sorry as well. I shouldn’t have let my uncertainties get the better of me.” Haven kissed the top of her head tenderly. “We’ll figure it out. One step at a time.” Alexis gesture