Side Chick Era… Over의 모든 챕터: 챕터 2371 - 챕터 2380

Afterward, they could claim self-defense — that Rick had attacked the head of the family and been met with a forced response — and no one would find a single flaw in the story. He would have died for nothing, and stripped of his shares in the process. Sharon would come out the undisputed winner, with no threat left standing against her.Watching the scene unfold, Richard felt a moment of dazed disbelief, followed by a long, weary sigh. He'd spent too many years dominating the business world not to see exactly what this whole performance had been aimed at from the start. They wanted Rick brought down, wanted every last share stripped from his hands.Richard knew his son's character well enough to be certain Rick hadn't actually killed Harley or Lesley. But what good did that knowledge do him? With this much evidence stacked against him, even if everyone in the room believed Rick had been framed, it wouldn't change a thing. Thomas and Jamie had come prepared today — there was no versio

A man's true tastes, it turned out, were never quite what they seemed on the surface.Sharon had just finished straightening her outfit and was about to step out when someone pulled her from behind.She stiffened. Before she could even turn around, a pair of arms had already circled her waist."All changed?" Thomas's voice came warm against her ear, his breath brushing her neck and sending a fine shiver through her.Sharon instinctively tried to pull free, but he only tightened his hold. His chin settled into the curve of her shoulder, his gaze sliding past her to the full-length mirror in front of them.In the mirror, she stood in the black-and-white maid's dress, the hem grazing her knees, a white apron cinched at her waist with a neat bow tied behind her. The neckline wasn't cut low, but it traced the line of her collarbone just right. Atop her head, the fluffy rabbit ears trembled faintly, making her look soft and delicate."Sharon." His voice dropped low and rough. "You're b

From then on, no threat remained anywhere near Sharon.She and Thomas had registered their marriage long ago, but Thomas was a man who cared deeply about ceremony. Once he learned Sharon had never had a wedding, he insisted on throwing her a grand one.The two of them moved back into their old bedroom, and Thomas dug out everything he'd once kept in his study, sorting through it all over again.One night, half-asleep, Sharon instinctively reached out to lean into Thomas's arms. Her hand found nothing but empty space.She jolted fully awake. Sitting up, she realized Thomas wasn't beside her, and her breath immediately quickened.She remembered how, three years ago, whenever Thomas wasn't near her, he'd once had an episode and hurt himself. Now he was gone again—could it be...?Over the past while, she'd gone with Thomas to his treatments twice. Giancarlo had told her Thomas's condition was stable and that there was no need to keep coming in.Just as she'd let herself relax, had s

Thomas knew Sharon had feelings for him, that she loved him. What he hadn't known was how much.Now, at last, he could confirm just how much weight he carried in her heart—and it wasn't light at all.Thomas held Sharon tight, his voice low."Sharon. Say it again."Sharon knew exactly what he wanted to hear. "Thomas, I love you. You matter to me more than anyone else ever has. After a failed marriage, I told myself I'd live for myself from now on—that loving someone means loving yourself first, that I wouldn't lose my head over love again, wouldn't put anyone or any relationship above myself again. But if that someone is you, I'd rather love you more than I love my own life. Even if it means losing my head all over again, I wouldn't regret it for a second."The arms holding her trembled faintly. Thomas, usually so quick with words, found his throat closing up entirely—not a single word would come....Preparations for the wedding moved quickly. Three years earlier, when the two o

The moment the first ray of sunlight touched the chapel's glass dome, the whole island woke to the scent of flowers and sea wind.Rose petals lay layered thick along the crystal walkways on either side of the chapel. As Sharon walked through in her wedding gown, her hem swept the petals up around her, as if she were walking on waves of flowers.When the chapel doors opened, twelve violinists in white formalwear struck up, in perfect unison, the piece Sharon had composed herself—"Starlit Ashes." Tens of thousands of tiny embedded lights traced out the paths of drifting stars overhead, shooting stars trailing long tails of flame so lifelike that guests couldn't help reaching out to catch them.The instant the wedding march began, thirty-six thousand fresh white rose petals drifted down from the domed ceiling, falling like snow across the entire chapel, the air thick with a heady floral sweetness.Sharon walked in slowly, wearing a gown Thomas had designed by hand, its train stretchin