All Chapters of The Bride He Never Chose: Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

Chapter 50: Tangled in the Forgers’ Web“I’m sorry,” he said quietly. “I never wanted to drag you into my family’s mess.”I shook my head. “It’s not your fault. I’ve been trying to keep up, but it’s hard. People look at me like I’m just some girl trying to get close to the Forgers for status. Like I’m just a pawn.”He reached out and gently touched my arm. “You’re not a pawn, Kourtney. Not to me.”The sincerity in his voice made my heart flutter, and I felt a strange mix of relief and fear. What was this connection between us? Why did it feel so intense, yet so fragile?I looked up at him, searching for answers. “Then why won’t you let me in? Why do you keep me at arm’s length?”Travis sighed, rubbing the back of his neck. “Because my world isn’t safe. My family… they have enemies. People who don’t want me to have anything or anyone.”I frowned, trying to understand. “Enemies? What do you mean?”He hesitated, then lowered his voice even more. “There’s a lot you don’t know about the Fo

Chapter 52: The Brat Who Fought Back“So, she’s the little girl you’re talking about,” the woman repeated, her voice dripping with mockery. “The spoiled brat who likes Travis?”Heat rushed to my cheeks, burning hotter with every word. The label stung because it held too much truth—too much of the painful truth I tried to hide behind my laughter and careless smiles. I was just a kid, a spoiled brat in everyone’s eyes. And Travis? To him, I was nothing but a ridiculous distraction, an embarrassment.Why did it hurt so much to hear it said out loud?Travis’s gaze snapped back to me, eyes dark and unreadable. “You have a lot of nerve, disrupting a party like this,” he said quietly but with an edge that made the woman take a half-step back.The elevator dinged softly, signaling our arrival at the top floor, but neither Travis nor I moved immediately. The space felt heavy, charged with emotions I wasn’t ready to face.“Let’s get out of here,” Travis finally said, voice softer but still firm

Chapter 54: You Left, I Stayed“I’m okay,” I said softly. “I’m so sorry, Mom. I didn’t mean to cause a scene.”To my surprise, she didn’t scold me. Instead, she pulled me into a gentle hug—something she rarely did. “You defended your father,” she whispered, her voice just loud enough for me to hear. “That means something.”From behind her, I saw my dad nodding at me, pride gleaming in his usually stern eyes.“I guess we’re officially part of high society now,” he said with a chuckle. “We have our first chocolate fountain scandal.”We all laughed, even through the exhaustion.Later that night, I sat alone in my room, wrapped in a robe, my hair damp from the shower. My hands trembled slightly as I brushed my fingers along the edge of the mirror.I stared at my reflection, trying to recognize the girl looking back. Her eyes were puffy, her lips slightly swollen from crying, but there was something else—something I couldn’t quite name.Was this what growing up felt like? The ache in your

Chapter 56: To Be ChosenI didn’t respond.I just kissed him.Right there—between broken trust and burning secrets—we kissed like the world had already ended.And maybe, for us, it just had.—Cliffhanger ending:As we walked away, hand in hand, I glanced down at the bracelet still wrapped around my wrist.A new charm had appeared.I didn’t even know when it was added.This one was shaped like a key.And engraved beneath it were three words:“Room 17. June.”I stopped walking.“What’s wrong?” Travis asked.I looked at him, my heart pounding again.“Kourtney?” he repeated.But I couldn’t speak.Because Room 17…That was my mother’s old office.And June?That was the month she disappeared for three days and never told me where she went.—The key charm felt heavier than it looked.Even as Travis drove us back to the main wing of the estate, my eyes couldn’t stop tracing the silver lines, the smooth engraving:Room 17. June.I hadn’t heard that room mentioned since I was ten. The last ti

Chapter 58: Secrets at Midnight“Sit down first,” he said, voice smooth but commanding. “I’ll just change out of this suit.”Still holding my hand, he guided me toward the couch. My eyes flicked back to the magazines. This time, I paid closer attention — interiors, architecture, luxury real estate.“Whatever you were thinking that made you roll your eyes earlier,” Travis said quietly, “maybe it’s different from what you see now.”I blinked, caught off guard. “Huh? I wasn’t thinking that these were adult magazines,” I blurted out before he could speak again. My cheeks flamed with a mix of embarrassment and irritation.He raised a brow. “Then why the frown?”“I wasn’t frowning,” I said quickly, though my lips betrayed a slight pout.“Right,” he said, still watching me closely. “It looks like you were.”I forced a laugh and tried to steady my breathing. The way he looked at me — so carefully, so intently — made my heart pound in a way I couldn’t explain.Then, his voice softened, almost