All Chapters of Saving My Rejected Mate: Chapter 141 - Chapter 150

Aria’s POVCecil was never one to overthink choices, especially not today. After looking at just three dresses, she was already certain which one she wanted. No second-guessing. No long debates. Just one decisive nod and a satisfied smile, and she was done.We didn’t waste a moment. The mall was only a short walk from the boutique, so we headed there to tick off the rest of Sam’s list. Cecil’s wedding shoes were first.It wasn’t going to be a big wedding, not by any stretch, but we all wanted it to be unforgettable. Something intimate but beautiful, the kind of memory that would stay with her forever. And in true Cecil fashion, she didn’t take long to find the perfect pair. Sleek ivory heels with delicate lace along the straps. Elegant, understated, yet undeniably hers.Once the shoes were boxed and bagged, we moved on to the kids’ section to find Nina a dress. She was going to be the flower girl, and I told Cecil she could choose whatever she wanted for her since she's the bride. Bu

Aria’s lips trembled, her eyes clouding over with disbelief. “W-What do you mean by all those?” she asked, her voice breaking, as if afraid to hope.Cecil stepped forward, wrapping her arms around her best friend in a warm, grounding embrace. “It means exactly what you think it means,” she whispered against Aria’s ear, a small smile tugging at her lips. “Are you happy now?”Aria blinked rapidly, her tears threatening to spill. “Wait… I’m— I’m still confused,” she said, pulling back slightly, her voice wavering as she tried to process.Mason’s deep, steady voice cut through the air, pulling all eyes toward him. “Elliot gave his statement earlier. He claimed the money laundering was orchestrated by Jude Becker, who, according to him, wanted revenge against him and his pack.” Mason’s expression hardened, but his tone remained calm, deliberate. “It’s good news for you… and for your parents. But it comes with a price.”Aria’s brows furrowed as she swiped away her tears, her heart caught be

Aria’s POVMason didn’t hesitate. He bent forward, and his tongue found me—parting my folds before flicking over my swollen nub with deliberate precision.My back arched in an instant, fingers curling tight around the edge of the kitchen island.“Ahh… Mason…”The whispers and stares from the mall, the venom in people’s voices about me and my parents—all of it dissolved under his touch. This man was my anchor, my shield, and he’d proved it time and time again.One day, I’d find a way to give back what he’d given me.But Mason’s tongue moved faster, cutting off any coherent thought. His relentless pace had me teetering on the edge until he suddenly pulled away.I blinked, catching my breath, only to see him stripping off his pants. When I tried to sit up, his palm pressed firmly to my chest, keeping me in place.I frowned in question, but he just waggled a finger playfully near my face before positioning himself between my legs.“Stay right where you are and don’t move,” he murmured, st

Aria’s POV Mason didn’t let me walk. He scooped me into his arms again, his muscles flexing under my palms, and carried me straight to the bathroom. The cool marble tiles reflected the soft golden light from the sconces, casting the space in a warm, intimate glow, such a romantic vibe. He set me down on the counter, his large hands resting on my knees, pushing them apart slowly—so slowly it made my breath hitch. “Earlier,” he murmured, eyes dark and heavy-lidded, “I took you because I needed to make a point.” His thumb traced idle circles on my thigh. “Now… I’m going to take you because I want to feel every second of you.” Made a point? He made me climax th

Aria’s POVI stepped outside, and I froze. Not because of fear, but because I was overwhelmed with joy.Aunt Katarina was stepping out of the passenger seat, her familiar poised elegance intact, but her eyes were already glassy. Beside her was Jennifer, the head maid, and behind them… the rest of the household staff.The moment their eyes met mine, something inside me broke.“Miss Aria…” Jennifer’s voice cracked as she rushed forward, and suddenly her arms were around me, holding on as if I might disappear.When she let go, I turned to my Aunt.“Aunt Katarina,” I whispered, hugging her just as tightly. My vision blurred, and before I knew it, tears were streaming down my cheeks.It wasn’t sadness—it was relief, overwhelming joy. The people who had been my second family, who had looked after me my whole life… they were here again. This house wasn’t just bricks and walls—it was alive again because of them.“I’m so sorry you all went through this,” I said, my voice thick with emotion. “