Marriage of Deceit のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 151 - チャプター 160

AURORA POVI checked the parlor clock again.The ticking felt louder than usual, each second dragging like it was annoying me. Rylan should have been home by now. He never stayed out this long without calling..never.I hugged my arms around myself and turned on the television, hoping the noise would calm me.The screen flickered.Then I froze.A headline appeared large in my vision.BREAKING NEWS: RYLAN BLACKWOOD ARRESTED FOR THE MURDER OF FAMILY DOCTORMy breath left me in a sharp gasp.“No…not my Rylan….” I whispered and placed my hands together. Not my Rylan..it can't be him!The camera cut to a familiar face..Rylan being escorted by officers, his expression cold, controlled and unreadable. Beneath it scrolled another line of text:SOURCE CLAIMS MOTIVE WAS REVENGE.My phone vibrated violently in my hand.Trending topic. News alerts. Clips. Speculation and Hatred flowing on my screen.Rylan Blackwood killed his family doctor. Revenge murder confirmed. Blackwood empire collapsing. W

RYLAN POV.I was still seated where they left me, my wrists resting calmly on the cold metal table, my eyes fixed on the door. But right now I am having a headache and dying of hunger. I can't request food here. What if I get poisoned and never return home?Two hours had passed, I had already memorized every crack on the wall, every hum of the fluorescent light above. Time stretched differently in places like this, deliberately slow and suffocating.Then the door suddenly opened.I lifted my head. And froze for who I saw!! She was the last person I expected to see here. Why is she here?“Anne?” I asked.For a split second, I thought my mind was playing tricks on me. But she stepped fully into the room, the door closing behind her, and there she was- very real, very solid, standing a few feet away from me.My chest tightened.She looked thinner and paler. Her eyes wouldn’t meet mine no matter how much I stared.“What…Anne?” My voice came out rough. “Why are you here?”She didn’t answe

AURORA POVA week had passed.It's been seven quiet days and I was afraid something was about to happen. I always felt anxious throughout the week. I was scared of shattering the fragile peace Rylan and I had rebuilt with trembling hands.It was my 24th birthday, and he wanted to celebrate it but I refused but he insisted. Since I was born I had never celebrated a birthday. I only watched at the corner while they celebrated Orla's birthday yearly. He said he wanted me to meet the upper class of Ireland, he wanted them to know who I was.Now, I sat on the velvet stool in our room, my legs crossed, watching Rylan stand in front of the open wardrobe like it was a battlefield he intended to conquer.“No,” he muttered, pulling out a midnight-blue dress. “It's too cold now and this is too explosive."He flicked the fabric aside and reached for another, soft ivory silk this time.Lifting it, he held it up against me, studying the way the color would fall against my skin. His brows knit slig

AURORA POVA week had passed.It's been seven quiet days and I was afraid something was about to happen. I always felt anxious throughout the week. I was scared of shattering the fragile peace Rylan and I had rebuilt with trembling hands.It was my 24th birthday, and he wanted to celebrate it but I refused but he insisted. Since I was born I had never celebrated a birthday. I only watched at the corner while they celebrated Orla's birthday yearly. He said he wanted me to meet the upper class of Ireland, he wanted them to know who I was.Now, I sat on the velvet stool in our room, my legs crossed, watching Rylan stand in front of the open wardrobe like it was a battlefield he intended to conquer.“No,” he muttered, pulling out a midnight-blue dress. “It's too cold now and this is too explosive."He flicked the fabric aside and reached for another, soft ivory silk this time.Lifting it, he held it up against me, studying the way the color would fall against my skin. His brows knit slig

AURORA POVI didn’t know when my heart began pounding so loudly, but suddenly it was all I could hear..thud, thud, thud..like it was trying to break free from my chest.Orla and Red stood there like executioners. Like everything was part of their game. And this moment was the finale they waited for their life.Between them was a woman.At first, she looked like a stranger to me.But then… something twisted deep inside me. She had my eyes! My nose!The same curve of lips I saw every morning in the mirror.I staggered back a step, my breath leaving me in a sharp gasp.No!! No, this wasn’t possible. I had no family. Who is she?My gaze locked onto her face, searching, denying until a memory surged up so violently it made my head ache.The basement!! Rylan’s basement.The painting I saw in the basement. The woman I felt was very familiar.The painting is called Aaliyah’s Man!! My knees trembled when I recalled Rylan talking about the same painting to someone on the phone.That woman in th