All Chapters of In the name of vows: Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

Chapter 92Christine I wake up with a heaviness that isn’t as suffocating as yesterday. Seeing my parents and talking with my dad helped alpy at least enough to make my heartbeat feel like it isn’t dragging stones behind it. But the guilt is still there, simmering beneath my ribs like a quiet bruise.By the time I reach the office, the day has already begun to blur into noise and movement. DreamSpace is unusually quiet this morning not silent, but just hushed. The kind of hush that feels like people want to speak yet don’t know how. I don't know if it's still because of Adrian's confrontation or something else And then the stares begin.Soft ones. Lingering ones. The kind that try to look away before I catch them but fail.I don’t blame them. The tabloids are everywhere. Adrian’s stock drops. Missed billion dollar deals. “Love makes the king weak.”My name isn’t attached, but the implication hangs like smoke. They all see me as the reason why a top billionaire has a love brain and i

Chapter 94ChristineChristine reached the office before most of the staff arrived. This has been her everyday routine now. The quiet halls felt comforting, almost protective, and she moved through them with a steady determination she had been trying to rebuild for days. She set her bag down at her desk, powered on her computer, and took a long breath.Today, she hoped for good news.Her email loaded slowly, each second stretching into the next. Then her eyes widened when she saw a message from one of the major investor groups abroad, one of the ones her father had personally contacted.Her fingers trembled as she clicked it open.“We received your father’s call and reviewing your proposal there's potential support to stabilize DreamSpace but more discussion will be needed.”Her breath caught. It wasn’t a full yes, but it wasn’t a no. It was something. It was still good news at least.A crack of light in a very dark room.It made her hopeful at least.Christine leaned back in her ch

CHAPTER 96Christine’s pov By the time I hang up the phone, my hands are shaking.Not the dramatic kind. Not the kind you see in movies. It’s just a quiet tremble, like my body knows something my mind is still trying to argue with.Adrian said he was fine.But I’ve known him since we were young enough to know when he lies badly. I know his pauses. I know the way his voice changes when he’s holding too much inside. I know the silence that means he’s close to breaking, even if he’ll never say the words.I stand in my room for a moment, staring at nothing. I know I said and demanded space. We said distance.We said we’d stop running toward each other every time things got hard.But those rules are hardly meant for moments like this.I grab my keys before I can overthink it.The drive to Adove feels longer than usual. Every red light I stop at irritates me. Every slow car makes my chest tighten. My thoughts keep circling back to the sound of his breathing on the phone. Uneven. Forced.

Chapter 98Christine povThe night was a troublesome one for me.I kept waking up and reaching for my phone like it might suddenly confess something new. Adrian’s last message is still there. Short. Careful in a way that tells me he’s trying not to ask for more than he’s allowed.“It didn’t fall apart”.I read it until my eyes burn.By morning, my body feels heavy, like I carried something fragile through the night and refused to put it down. My chest aches in a quiet way, the kind that doesn’t come with tears, just pressure.At work, I try. I really do.I answer emails. I review designs. I sit in meetings and nod when people talk about schedules and deliverables and things that feel very far away from real life. But every time someone mentions Adove, my focus slips and I’m back to thinking of him.By noon, I know I’m lying to myself.I tell myself I’m not running to him. I’m just checking in. The same excuse I’ve used too many times. The same one I promised myself I wouldn’t use agai

Chapter 100Adrian’s POVThe call ends, and for a second, I don’t move.I just sit there and stare.My phone is still in my hand, my elbow resting on the desk, my tie loosened, my jacket long forgotten somewhere behind the chair. The office is quiet in that strange way it only gets when something big has just happened. The kind of quiet that feels unreal.I blink once.Then twice.Then I laugh.It starts low, rough, like I’m not sure I’m allowed to feel this yet. Then it breaks free. A full laugh. The kind I haven’t let out in months. It surprises me so much I have to stand up, like sitting isn’t enough to hold it.We did it.No. We survived it.The investors Christine’s father reached out to didn’t just listen. They stepped in. Quietly. Strategically. They backed Adove without demanding blood in return. No humiliating terms. No absurd contracts that will affect Christine or Dreamspace. Just solid belief and steady hands where everything had been shaking.The stock stabilized.The ble