Lahat ng Kabanata ng My Sister's Fiance, My Fated Mate : Kabanata 121 - Kabanata 130

**Elena**“How are you enjoying the party?” Logan asked, handing me a glass of red wine.I took it, swirling the deep red liquid before taking a sip. The warmth of it slid down my throat, but my eyes stayed on him. “Well… it would’ve been better if I’d been part of your conversation earlier,” I said, teasing.He leaned closer, brushing his fingers against my lips for a moment…Just a quick touch, soft, lingering enough to wipe off the wine I hadn’t even realized was there. “The conversation wouldn’t have interested you,” he murmured.I rolled my eyes, smirking. “What, you think I can’t handle a little scandal? Don’t judge a book by its cover.”A slow, knowing smirk curved his lips. “There’s nothing serious you need to know about Joy. And…” He held my hands, warm. “…I promised I’d explain everything later, didn’t I?” He tilted his head, his eyes locked on mine.I nodded slightly, using my free hand to adjust his tie, tugging it gently to straighten it.It's colour the same as my dres

**Elena**“Hey… you got here first,” I whispered to him, brushing my fingers lightly over his shoulder.He turned his head and gave me that small smile of his…the kind that always looked calm but carried a weight I couldn’t quite name. With gentle hands, he tugged me closer, guiding me to sit beside him.“Isn’t the sky beautiful tonight, Ena?” he murmured as he leaned back, lying flat on the spread-out cloth on the porch.I followed his gaze upward. The stars blinked like scattered diamonds across the dark velvet.“It is,” I breathed. Then my brows knitted. But… why out here? I thought tonight was supposed to be… different.But I didn't say that out loud. “So… you love stargazing or…?” I asked, searching his face.That was when he finally turned. His eyes caught mine, holding me in place.“We used to come here together,” he said softly, his hand sliding down to find mine. His fingers tightened around my palm, warm and steady.We?“Me, Liam… and Joy,” he continued.Oh. My throa

**Xavier**“You asked to see me, Your Majesty?” she bowed her head.I glanced at her, just a quick look, then back at the window. City lights blinked, but it still didn't make me feel at ease.“I haven’t really spoken since the incident. And I should…you were close to my wife,” I said.She smoothed her apron with nervous fingers. “There isn’t much to say, Your Majesty.” “So what's this rumour I hear about?” I pressed on.She didn’t answer.“I left you that job because she trusted you,” I said quieter. “Her things stayed as she left them. That was all I asked.”I still don't understand why she doesn't want to clean the room anymore.She flinched. “Can I be honest?” she blurted, like she’d been holding it in too long.I signaled the guards to wait outside. The door clicked shut. “Go on,” my voice flat.“It’s like…” she started, then stopped. Her hands tightened. “I don’t think she’s coming back,” she spoke, sharp.I felt something twist. I’ve paid men, sent messages, put up alerts.

**Irene**I didn’t even get the chance to process my thoughts before the door flew open.My whole body jolted. For a second, it felt like my vision flashed before me.“You’re requested downstairs, My Lady,” one of the guards announced, his tone clipped and cold.My heart seized.I swung toward Kael, only to find someone else's face.The man behind me wasn’t Kael.“Surprise,” he sneered.The fuck.Liam.No. No, this couldn’t be happening.“What?” The word ripped from my throat, shaky and small.“Do not waste time,” Liam snapped, his eyes never softening. “You heard them.”“Your presence is required downstairs.” The guard repeated coldlyThe room tilted. Wh–what? Wait. I can…” My voice broke, useless. I couldn’t even string words together.The only thing playing on repeat inside my head, was one single, burning truth:“We’ve been caught.”The living room was a hell of stares and whispers. Faces everywhere. Guards lining the walls, maids and servants pressed against the far corners.An

**Elena**I watched as Joy and Liam stepped out of Mother’s room.The palace had been too quiet for the past hours since the event with Irene.“How’s she?” I asked, keeping my voice low.Joy gave a small, tired smile. “I guess the truth about Irene really got to her. If you had gone in with us… well, she might have lashed out on you.”I nodded, feeling a twinge of unease..“She just needs to rest,” she added, squeezing my hands gently.“Of course,” I said.“And thank you. You both… you helped me find a little peace.” She whispered.“At least now Logan won’t be beating himself up about the accident anymore.” She gestured subtly towards Liam.“If it were someone else, we would have done the same,” I replied softly.Liam nodded, patting her lightly on the shoulder. “Yep. Now, enough sulking,” he teased.We all chuckled, at least a little laugh to relieve the tension. After a few minutes of small talks, Joy excused herself.Finally, I turned to Liam. My stomach still buzzing with questi