All Chapters of Beneath the Broken Vows: Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

Ethan tilted his head back and laughed, the noise resonating in his office like a deep rumble of joy. "That's the reason you contacted me before," he remarked, squinting at Amelia, the edges of his lips still curling in amusement. "Did you merely want to see if I was in my office?" "That was smooth, Amelia." Amelia laughed next to him, her tone playful and teasing, though a twinge of guilt stirred within her. She gestured in agreement, participating. "What is it?" I was simply looking out for you. “Nothing else.” Ethan adjusted his tie, a sheepish smile playing on his lips. “Captivating,” he spoke, his voice hushed. "I didn’t see that coming, not in the slightest.”His laughter echoed once more, deep and effortless. Amelia smiled alongside him, yet within her heart beat a rhythm of guilt. The reality gnawed at her since she hadn’t reached out merely to see how he was doing. The trip to Ethan’s office was not spontaneous in or whatsoever. It had been scheduled, down to the minute, by

"I shouldn’t have mentioned it," Hillary said softly, her words nearly lost in the deep silence surrounding them. Cecilia's gaze tightened a bit, yet she didn't reply immediately. Her fingers wrapped around the edge of the fruit bowl on the table. She leaned in and grabbed a strawberry, its aroma intense and sugary. She sank her teeth into it. The sour juice saturated her mouth. Her fangs touched the tender fruit. She concentrated on the texture.After she finally swallowed, she raised her eyes to him. Her voice was soft, consistent. "Simply don't trust all the information you receive." “Particularly not regarding me.” Her words lingered in the atmosphere like a last warning, cloaked in the unexpressed intensity of a growl. Hillary’s mouth opened as if he intended to say something further, but he refrained. He offered a slight nod instead."I have to leave," he whispered. This time, she didn’t give a nod. She merely turned her gaze, grasping for another berry, ignoring him silent

Annie grasped Cecilia's hand firmly and guided her ahead as they waded into the crowd of guests assembled for the birthday party. Music blaring, yet Annie remained unfazed by the noise. Whenever her sharp eyes detected a recognizable face, she halted. She will give a quick handshake, a cheek-to-cheek embrace there. Cecilia followed closely, silently observing how Annie moved with a sense of belonging. The celebration circled them like an incoming wave. Sunday evening arrived gradually, the type that painted silver lines across the horizon. Annie stood without shoes on the wooden porch of their balcony, her hair ruffled by the wind. She rested against the railing."Cecilia," she shouted, still facing away. "That friend of yours, Ethan, is still coming tonight. Again."Cecilia, reclining comfortably on the sofa, lifted an eyebrow and laughed softly. "Yes, he is coming today.""I believe he has developed an affection for you." "Weren't you both just introduced?" Cecilia's lips turne

It was Annie. Cecilia touched the screen and held the phone to her ear. "Hello, Annie." “Could you pick up some ice cream for me on your way back?” Annie's gentle voice came through. “Of course, I will,” Cecilia replied with a slight smile. As she ended the call, the refreshing evening breeze stirred once more, grazing her skin like a whisper of fur. She faced Ethan again, his golden eyes mirroring the fading sunlight with that recognizable sparkle that always caused her heart to race. "You realize you have a debt to Annie," she remarked, raising an eyebrow. "For not entering the house when you came to get me." Ethan’s mouth formed into a youthful smile. "I'll compensate her for it." “Another time.” She sighed dramatically but smiled. Ethan inched a bit nearer.“It’s getting late,” he breathed, authority laced through every restrained voice. “Let me take you home.” Cecilia nodded, although she paused momentarily, her hand gliding over the bench as she picked her j

Andrew was standing close to the window of his bedroom. His eyes sighted Vivian's black SUV that was parked right outside the driveway, and he noticed his wife, Vivian, seated in the vehicle. She had not yet gone outside. Lowering his eyes to see if she could see her clearly, he shifted from the window and called his servant with an urgent voice, "Daniella." Daniella came out immediately while lowering his head at the sight of Andrew. "Yes, Alpha?" "Go see how Vivian is doing." She has been in the car for an extended period. "Something feels off." Without hesitation, Daniella hurried down the marble steps, she noticed Vivian was staring at space from her windscreen, her hands clutching the steering wheel as if she had something that was hidden under it. Daniella tapped softly on the window. Vivian recoiled in surprise and then gradually lowered it. "Luna, are you okay?" Daniella inquired, worried visible on her expression. Vivian quickly blinked, then managed a gentle smile. "I