All Chapters of After One Night With My Sister’s Prized Possession : Chapter 71 - Chapter 78

Bubbles ripped from Jade’s mouth. Lungs burned. Vision blurred. Her body began to fail her. Darkness nipped at the edges of her mind, soft and terrifying. Then—a violent splash. Arms like iron wrapped around her torso, yanking her up with impossible strength. Air exploded into her lungs, a stolen gift she hadn’t realized she’d been holding her breath for. She coughed violently, water streaming down her face, collapsing against solid warmth. Her legs gave out entirely. She clung without thinking, fingers clutching at fabric as though that alone could anchor her to the world. Scarlett surfaced a second later, fury twisting her face. Water slicked through her hair as she hauled herself out of the pool. Her hand closed around the wine bottle. Jade barely had time to register the motion. A sudden, brutal grip caught Scarlett’s wrist mid-swing. The bottle slipped, crashing into the pool with a violent shatter. Candles hissed and drowned as water splashed over the edge, flames dyin

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Kain paused halfway down the last step. The moment stretched, thin as wire, before he resumed walking, his expression settling into calm politeness that betrayed nothing beneath it. “Good morning, Mr. and Mrs. Quinn,” he said smoothly. “You’re up early.” They turned toward him together, like a synchronized judgment. Juice had already been served by the staff. The glasses sat untouched on the table, condensation sliding slowly down their sides. Kain gestured toward the sofa. “Please. Sit. What brings you here so early? And since when are you back in the country?” Mr. Quinn cleared his throat. The man’s presence filled the room with quiet authority, his silver hair perfectly combed, his posture unyielding. “We returned yesterday,” he said. Mrs. Quinn leaned forward before her husband could continue. She had always been the softer voice between them, but softness had never meant weakness. Her gaze pinned Kain in place with unsettling accuracy. “Tell me something honestly,” she sa

‘Love will ruin you’ Kain looked at Jade. No. Love was not something he would surrender because it was inconvenient. He would not become the man who taught him to fear it. He stood there, soaked, exposed, the weight of his choices pressing down on him. And still, even now, even knowing what this would cost him, he did not want to turn back. Not from her. Not from this. . . Jade told herself to breathe. Relax. It is nothing serious. He just slipped. She repeated it until the words lost meaning, until they sounded like something borrowed from someone braver. Still, the word he had said stayed lodged in her chest, heavy and unmoving. Wife. Kain was speaking, trying to explain, his voice low and measured, as if calm might undo what had already been released into the air. Jade did not hear the sentences. Only the effort behind them. He had only said it as a form of protection. Then Scarlett moved. She stepped into Kain’s arms as though her bones had suddenly softened,