All Chapters of Married to a monster : Chapter 41 - Chapter 49

The only thing true in my life Kristen shook her head hard, like that would shake the words out of her ears. “You’re lying,” she whispered. “You’re just saying that to get to me. You’re trying to mess with my head.”Carolina smirked, arms folded casually, leaning against the restroom door like she had all the time in the world. “You poor, clueless child,” she said, her voice dripping with sarcasm.Kristen’s throat tightened. Her chest was rising and falling fast. “Wilson is my father,” she said firmly, her voice trembling. “He raised me. He loved me. He’s my blood.”Carolina’s laugh was sharp and cold. “Then why do you think he gave you away so easily?” she asked. “You think a father who loves you just agrees to marry you off like that?”Kristen clenched her fists. “Because he trusted Carlo. He believed he could protect me.”Carolina’s eyes narrowed. “Protect you from what?” she asked softly, almost mockingly. “Don’t you ever wonder what exactly you were being protected from?”Kriste

Searching for answers Kristen opened her eyes slowly. Morning had come, but her mind had never stopped running. The same thoughts from last night were still sitting heavy on her chest.Carlo was still asleep beside her, breathing quietly, one arm around her waist like he always did. She turned her head and looked at him, the guilt already building in her stomach. She hated keeping things from him. But this? She had to handle it alone, at least for now.There were too many secrets. Too many people who knew things about her that she didn’t. And she was tired of it. Tired of being left in the dark.She stayed in bed, pretending to sleep, until Carlo stirred.He kissed her temple, whispered something soft, and began to dress for the day.“You okay?” he asked, glancing at her from the mirror.Kristen nodded slowly. “Yeah… just need more rest.”He walked over and kissed her forehead again. “You want me to stay home?”“No,” she said quickly. “Go. I’ll probably just rest or read. I’ll be oka

Ambushed Kristen’s voice came out in a rush, shaky and unsure. “It’s not what it looks like, Carlo.”Carlo’s face twisted in fury. He took one slow step toward her, his eyes burning. “Not what it looks like?” he said, each word louder than the last. “Then explain it to me, Sophie! Right now!”She backed away slightly, her breath caught in her throat. “I… I needed his help.”His eyebrows shot up in disbelief. “Help?” he repeated like he didn’t believe he heard her right. He stepped even closer. “Help with what?”Kristen looked away. Her voice dropped. “I can’t tell you.”Carlo blinked slowly, processing what she just said. He let out a bitter laugh, shaking his head like he was trying to wake himself up from a bad dream. “Are you serious right now, Sophie?”She couldn’t speak. Her throat felt closed. Her eyes stung.He stared at her, searching her face. “What is the secret, huh?” he asked. “The one Bernice said you’re hiding from me. What is it?”Kristen looked up at him, her face pal

Family secret “You really think she’d do something like this?” Kristen asked softly, eyes locked on his pale face. “I mean… Bernice is in love with you. I don’t think she’d try to get you killed.” Carlo’s lips curved into a painful smirk. “You don’t know Bernice like I do,” he muttered, his voice low and raspy. “She’s capable of the worst things, Sophie.” Kristen frowned. “Still… she loved you. I don’t know. It just doesn’t make sense.” He looked at her, his eyes sharp even through the pain. “You didn’t think she’d just let it slide, me throwing her out of the house like that?” He winced, hand resting over his wounded side. “Bernice doesn’t take humiliation quietly. That woman’s pride is deadly.” Kristen reached out and touched his cheek gently with her hand, brushing her thumb over the faint stubble on his jaw. “You should stop talking. It’ll only make the pain worse.” Carlo let out a soft chuckle, though it quickly turned into a groan. “This is nothing. I’ve had worse.”