All Chapters of While Marrying Mr. Steele: Chapter 161 - Chapter 170

170 Chapters

Chapter 160– Sienna’s Eye

Ethan’s POV)It was a Thursday morning, and it was starting to look like Halloween. The office was loud in the way only PR disasters could make it. And I actually spotted a couple of people already playing pranks on their fellow coworkers.Phones rang off the hook, people darted down hallways, voices overlapped in panic. Veronica was at the center of it all, red nails flashing as she barked orders.“Ethan.” She snapped her fingers at me like I was a waiter instead of her stepson. “The last campaign is a mess. You’ll fix it. And you’ll work with Ryan.”My jaw clenched. Of course.Ryan leaned against the glass wall like he owned the building, smirking, thumbs scrolling his phone. When Veronica swept out, heels clicking like gunshots, I walked straight to him.“You ready to actually do your job, or are you too busy screwing family?” I said, low enough that only he heard.His smirk faltered. “You wanna start this now?”“Should’ve started it years ago.” I stepped closer. “You slept with V

Last Updated : 2025-09-08

Chapter 161– Surprise

Ethan’s POV)I got home later than I wanted, my hands still sore from punching Ryan and my mind replaying Sienna’s words like a bad song on loop. The city outside the apartment was quiet, but inside, I expected Amelia to be asleep—curled under the blankets, probably stealing all of them as usual.Instead, when I opened the door, I froze.She was sitting on the couch. Not in pajamas. Not in her robe.Lingerie.Black, lace, ridiculous lingerie that I had no idea she even owned. Her legs were crossed, one heel dangling lazily in the air. She looked like sin wrapped in silk and confidence, except for the little smirk tugging at the corner of her mouth that gave her away.“Amelia?” I croaked, my voice embarrassingly rough.She pressed a finger to her lips. “Shhh.”That one syllable fried every coherent thought I’d been carrying.My jacket was still half on, my tie loose, my shirt wrinkled from the earlier brawl, and she just looked at me—waiting.“You’re—uh,” I stammered, blinking. “You’re

Last Updated : 2025-09-09

Chapter 162 – Post-Game Banter

(Amelia’s POV)I couldn’t remember the last time my body felt this deliciously heavy. Maybe never. My limbs were warm, tangled with Ethan’s, my heartbeat slowly crawling back to normal.He was still hovering half over me, his chest damp, his hair sticking up in every possible direction. I reached up, poking at it with my finger.“You look like you wrestled a hurricane,” I muttered.He grinned, lazy and proud. “Pretty sure I just did.”I rolled my eyes, shoving lightly at his shoulder. “Wow. One good round and suddenly you’re a poet.”“One?” His brows rose. “That wasn’t one.”I bit my lip to stop from smiling. “Fine. One… very extended, very enthusiastic performance.”“That’s better,” he said, settling down beside me and tugging me into his chest like I weighed nothing.The silence that followed was warm, filled with the sound of our breathing and the faint hum of the city outside. For the first time in weeks, my mind wasn’t racing with what-ifs and worst-case scenarios.But of course,

Last Updated : 2025-09-10

Chapter 163– The Wrist

(Amelia’s POV)I’d been climbing the walls inside the penthouse. Ethan meant well, always telling me to “rest” like I was made of glass, but I couldn’t take another hour lying on the couch watching the news cycle chew us up. So I pulled on leggings, a hoodie, and sneakers, and went for a walk. Nothing dramatic, just a slow loop around the block to feel like a person again.I was halfway past a row of little cafés when a voice stopped me.“Amelia.”I knew it before I even turned. My stomach sank, like it always did when I heard him.Leo.He stood there, hands shoved in his pockets, dressed down in jeans and a leather jacket. He could’ve passed for any regular guy, if you didn’t know the history. If you didn’t know the damage.“What do you want?” I asked, already bracing.“Just to talk.” He stepped closer. “Why haven’t you been at the office?”I shifted my weight, crossing my arms. “Because I’m not going back. Not now.”He frowned. “You’re just… giving up your work? That doesn’t sound

Last Updated : 2025-09-11

Chapter 164 – The Party

(Ethan’s POV)Ryan had called three times in a row before I finally picked up.“Don’t pretend you forgot,” he said. “It’s my birthday. You and Amelia are coming.”I pinched the bridge of my nose. “Ryan, the last time we were in the same room we nearly killed each other.”He chuckled like that wasn’t true. “That’s family tradition. Look, I booked out the top floor of the club. Open bar. Music. Everyone will be there. Don’t make me send Veronica to drag you.”Amelia was across the room, folding laundry. She raised her eyebrows when I mouthed birthday party?She shrugged. “We should go.”So we went.****The private club was already buzzing when we arrived. Music thumped from the upper level, expensive perfume mixed with whiskey in the air. I guided Amelia through the crowd with a hand on her back. She looked incredible in a dark green dress that hugged her figure. Too incredible, if I’m honest.Ryan spotted us first, already holding a drink. “There he is! My big brother finally shows up

Last Updated : 2025-09-12

Chapter 165 – The Truth

Amelia’s POV"tell me, Amelia...who?"Ethan’s hand closed around mine, gentle but firm, holding my wrist up in the low light.The bruise was angry now, blooming dark against my skin. His jaw tightened as he stared at it.“Who did this to you?” he asked again, quieter this time, but sharper.My throat dried up. For a second, I thought about lying. Pretending I’d slipped, or hit it against something. But the way he was looking at me—I couldn’t.I pulled my hand back and stepped away from the railing. “We should sit.”“Amelia.”“Please,” I whispered.We sat on one of the lounge chairs tucked into the balcony corner. My hands twisted in my lap, my chest tight. He was still watching me, waiting, his face set in stone.“It was him,” I said finally. “Leo.”The name seemed to freeze the air between us. Ethan didn’t move, didn’t breathe. Just stared at me.“He found me today when I went for a walk,” I went on. “He wanted to talk. I tried to leave. He grabbed me.” I lifted my wrist again, forci

Last Updated : 2025-09-13

Chapter 166– Auntie’s Advice

Sienna’s POVI kicked off my heels the second I stepped into Veronica’s penthouse. Well, Ethan's father's…along with the estate, she also got most of his properties.The place smelled like expensive perfume and fresh lilies, like always. She had a taste for making every room feel like a showroom instead of a home.She didn’t even look up when I stormed in. Just sat on her cream sofa with a glass of wine, scrolling her phone.“Seriously?” I snapped. “I texted you three times. This is important.”Veronica sighed, finally setting the phone aside. “Everything’s important to you, darling. Sit down.”“I don’t want to sit down.” My voice cracked, more desperate than I liked. “I need your help.”That got her attention. She leaned back, one leg crossing elegantly over the other. “With what, exactly?”“Ethan,” I said.Her lips curved in that knowing way I hated. “Ah. Of course.”I paced, running my fingers through my hair. “He won’t even look at me anymore. Not the way he used to. She’s got him

Last Updated : 2025-09-14

Chapter 167– Pickles and Ice Cream

(Amelia’s POV)It was almost three in the morning when my stomach decided to revolt against me. I woke up with a craving so bizarre that even I laughed out loud in the dark.Pickles. And vanilla ice cream. Together.I lay there for a minute, staring at the ceiling, debating whether I should just drink some water and try to ignore it. But then I imagined the crunch of a pickle dunked into soft ice cream, and suddenly water wasn’t going to cut it.I slipped out of bed as quietly as I could, tiptoeing toward the kitchen.“Where are you going?” Ethan’s groggy voice startled me.I spun around. He was sitting up, hair sticking out like a scarecrow’s, rubbing at his face. His tie from last night was still draped over the lamp where he’d tossed it.“Nothing,” I whispered. “Go back to sleep.”“Nothing? You’re creeping around at three A.M. like a burglar.” He squinted at me. “You’re not leaving me for another man, are you?”“Not unless that man is a jar of pickles,” I said.That woke him up a l

Last Updated : 2025-09-15

Chapter 168 – The Return of Dr. Marks

Amelia’s POVI wasn’t expecting anyone. Ethan had texted an hour ago saying he’d be late, something about cleaning up a mess Ryan left at the office. The apartment was too quiet, so I had Netflix playing just for background noise while I half-dozed on the couch.Then the doorbell rang.I frowned, pushing myself up. It was late and definitely way too late for deliveries. My first thought was Ethan forgot his key. My second thought was worse. Leo.I padded to the door, barefoot, pulling my hoodie tighter around me. When I opened it, my stomach dropped.“Dr. Marks?”He stood there in the hallway, hands shoved into his coat pockets. He looked… different. Thinner, hair unkempt, eyes darting around like he hadn’t slept in days. His tie was crooked, his shirt wrinkled like he’d pulled it from the bottom of a suitcase.“Amelia,” he said with a short laugh, like he wasn’t sure it was my name. “You look… well. You look alive.”I gripped the edge of the door. “Where have you been? You disappear

Last Updated : 2025-09-16

Chapter 169– Jump scare?

(Amelia’s POV)“Amelia?”I stiffened the second I heard his voice.I’d gone back to the office against Ethan’s warnings, telling myself it was just to pick up files, just to remind myself I still had control over my life. But of course he was here. Leo always managed to be where I didn’t want him.He leaned against the doorframe of my office with his arms crossed over his chest, a casual smirk tugging at his mouth.“You shouldn’t be here,” I snapped, standing behind my desk like the wood between us could protect me.“You’re one to talk,” he said. “Didn’t your husband tell you to stay home? Rest? Put your feet up? Everyone says you are on leave.”I clenched my jaw. “Don’t bring Ethan into this.”“Why not? He’s the reason you’re hiding.” Leo stepped inside, closing the door behind him with a quiet click. “But here you are, back where you belong. Back with me.”I pointed at him, hand shaking. “Don’t twist this. I came for my work. My patients. Not for you.”His expression tightened for h

Last Updated : 2025-09-17

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