All Chapters of Beneath the Broken Vows: Chapter 101 - Chapter 110

However, Annie returned to the living room as soon as she realized that Ethan had left Cecilia by herself in the living room. Cecilia remained still by the fireplace, arms crossed. Annie burst in with great intensity. “What just happened a few minutes ago?” she inquired, her tone sharp, her eyebrows knitted. Cecilia's shoulders tensed, yet her voice stayed quiet. "How is it possible, Annie, that you think I'm still in love with Andrew?" After everything he’s done to me? “Following all that I experienced with him?” Annie’s speed decreased, her voice becoming gentler as she approached. “Then why, Cel... why do you refuse to let Ethan in? That man has waited month after month for you. He remained by your side even when the aroma of another man still lingered on you. He stayed while you were shattered. “He continues to wait.” Cecilia’s eyes darted to the door as if she might still hear Ethan’s distant footsteps. Her lips opened, then shut. The lump in her throat wouldn’t move.

The door closed behind Pedro, Andrew gazed out the large window, observing the wind swirl among the branches. Pedro's words echoed once more in his mind: "Something suspicious is happening with Vivian and Lancelot." Andrew tightened his hands into fists. No, he could no longer disregard it. With a soft growl, Andrew shifted away from the window. He decided that he would pursue it further. Not as the Alpha, but as a wronged partner. In the following days, Andrew remained quiet and low-key. He did not confront Vivian about his previous conversation with Pedro. He looked on and noted her every action. Vivian continued to arrive home late, as her justifications were becoming increasingly weak. She will either claim she was followed during a client meeting or she will claim she had an appointment with the pack's doctor. Every time, her eyes displayed a nervous glint. However, Andrew did not jump into action with her. Andrew observed every aspect. Even the moment she had

Ethan was reviewing some documents delivered by his assistant, Tony, when a loud knock resonated on the solid wooden door before it swung open. Ethan's gaze shot up, and then he spotted Amelia. With her eyes, Amelia moved into the room, playfully curious as she scanned her surroundings. Ethan placed the files down, the noise of the paper rubbing against the table abruptly too audible in the quiet. Tony was right about Amelia's sudden visit.Ethan pointed to the leather chair situated opposite his desk. "Kindly take a seat." Amelia flashed him her smirk as she swept through the office. She sat down in the chair silently. The fragrance from her clothes, now completely within the office, enveloped Ethan. "I was taken aback," Ethan remarked, his tone rough with command. "Tony rang and mentioned that a woman named Amelia wished to meet me." I have to confess... I didn't anticipate your arrival." Amelia moved a bit in her chair, observing him with obvious amusement. "I hear that often

Cecilia blinked away her tears and slipped out of the room, thick with stress and silence. Fingers quivering, she clung to her sweater's edge, holding fast against the flood rising in her eyes.She ought not to have come. That idea revolved in her mind. The way Ethan gazed at her, not with contempt but with that frigid emptiness of control. It was more terrible than hatred. It informed her that he was concealing something. The heavy door behind her stood sealed, guarding the silence within Ethan's office, but the tension clung to the room.Inside the office, Amelia spun sharply on her heels, her eyes locking onto Ethan.Must you wear the cloak of the wronged? With piercing clarity, her voice rose, edged in fire and resolve. Ethan remained with his jaw tightly shut. His wide shoulders remained still, yet the minor quiver in them revealed the firestorm igniting beneath his skin. His eyes, which typically glowed with restraint, now blazed with rage as they locked onto Amelia's. Howeve

"How considerate of you," Andrew remarked, his voice soft over the sound of flowing water. "It will certainly benefit your business." Vivian angled a bit towards him, her expression brightening with a gentle smile. "I certainly hope so." I currently possess more than two hundred thousand followers. Even if only a small percentage purchases, that represents a significant increase." Andrew acknowledged. "It's a smart move and tactical." They remained still for a brief time, allowing the warm mist to relieve the tightness in their muscles. Vivian approached the glass door, pushed it open, and stepped onto the mat. Water flowed down her back as she enveloped herself in a towel, her actions graceful and intentional. Without uttering another word, she vanished into the bedroom. Andrew lingered a bit more in the shower. He subsequently shut off the water, rubbed his face with both hands, and exited. Droplets hit the ground as he took a towel and stepped outside to meet Vivian. Morning