All Chapters of THE SPITEFUL BRIDE: Marry To Rival's Son : Chapter 131 - Chapter 140

Chapter 131"I'm so sorry," Mia whispered. "I'm so sorry for what I said to him. I was angry and scared and I said terrible things.""You were protecting me," Elena said through her tears. "You were trying to keep me safe.""But now he's gone," Mia sobbed. "He's gone and the last thing he heard from me was that I didn't want to see him anymore."Stefan walked into the room carrying flowers. When he saw both women crying, he set the flowers down and went to them."Everything is ready for tomorrow," he said quietly. "The funeral home has everything prepared."He pulled Mia into his arms first, holding her as she cried into his chest. Then he looked at Elena and stretched out his hand to her.Elena looked surprised. Stefan had always been kind to her, but they weren't particularly close. But she took his hand and let him pull her into a hug."Mose would want you to be strong and brave," Stefan whispered in her ear. "He would want you to take care of yourself."Elena nodded against his sh

Chapter 133 Elena cried harder at that, but it seemed like a different kind of crying now. Not the hopeless grief of someone who had given up, but the cleansing tears of someone who was finally letting herself feel everything she had been holding back. When Mia had been drowning in her own darkness months ago – the chaos with her father, the kidnapping, the fear that had followed her everywhere – Elena had been there. Her anchor. Her strength. Her rock when everything else was shifting sand. Now it was Mia's turn to be that for Elena. To hold her friend while she fell apart and put herself back together again. To remind her that she wasn't alone, that love didn't disappear just because it became complicated. She held Elena until the crying finally subsided into exhausted hiccups, until her breathing evened out and her body relaxed into the kind of sleep that only comes after you've cried out every tear you thought you had. But Mia stayed awake a little longer, star

Chapter 135The next day, Mia sat at the kitchen table watching Mose, who not just looked but acted like a complete stranger. His face was different now, yes. There was no denying the doctors had done an excellent job reconstructing his features, and everything else about his appearance had changed too.But it wasn't just his face that was different. The man sitting across from her, laughing at something on his phone, was nothing like the quiet, serious Mose she had known.How can someone change this much, she kept wondering. She never knew it was this possible. Could she stop loving Stefan if she lost some of her memories?The thought made her shiver. Life without loving Stefan would be like tea without sugar and milk. Bitter."Good morning, Mia," he said cheerfully when he noticed her staring. "Stefan said you make the best coffee in the house. Mind sharing?"Mia smiled and poured him a cup, still getting used to hearing him speak so casually. The old Mose barely said two words unl

Chapter 137Elena's head pounded as she fumbled with her keys at the front door. Her dress from last night was wrinkled, her makeup smeared, and she could still taste the regret on her lips. The metallic taste of too much alcohol mixed with the bitter flavor of poor decisions made her stomach churn as she tried to steady her shaking hands."Please let everyone still be asleep," she prayed silently, turning the key to her room as quietly as possible. The last thing she needed was to face anyone in this state, disheveled, reeking of whiskey and shame, wearing the same dress she'd left in the night before.But of course, life had other plans.She had managed to slip inside Stefan's penthouse quietly, the expansive space eerily silent in the early morning light. The penthouse was massive but right now, it felt like a tomb. The penthouse had six bedrooms spread across two floors, and hers was at the end of the hallway upstairs.She was still fumbling with her room key at her door, she h

Chapter 139Over the next few days, Elena started spending more and more time with Ethan.At first, it seemed innocent enough. During lunch breaks at work, she would text him asking if he wanted to meet up at the little café down the street. When it was time to leave the office, she would call and ask if he could pick her up instead of taking her usual taxi home. Small things that could easily be explained as friendship.But as the days went on, everyone started to notice the pattern. Elena and Ethan were always together, always talking, always finding excuses to be in the same room. They would sit close together during dinner, their heads bent toward each other as they spoke in low voices that excluded everyone else.Mia noticed, of course, but she didn't think much of it at first. She knew Elena was still grieving for Mose in the most complicated way possible - mourning someone who was both dead and alive, lost and found, gone and yet still breathing somewhere she could see, but c