All Chapters of Married to the Enemy CEO : Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

As the night settled, one by one, everyone rose from the dining table, thanking Roman and Ava for the meal. Ava blinked in surprise when her father stood up and took her hand.“You’re leaving already?” she asked, her brows lifting. “But… I thought we were still having our happy family moment.”Her father chuckled as he kissed her forehead.“We did have our happy moment, sweetheart. But now, the real family moment is for you… your husband… and your child.”Then he winked right at Roman, who tried to hide a smile.Ava’s mother nodded quickly.“Your father is right. We’ve taken enough of your time. You three need peace, bonding, and sleep.”Noelle stood up dramatically, fake tears dripping down her face as she pressed loud kisses on Ava’s cheeks.“Oh my God, I already miss Ethan! My nephew! My tiny king! My future godson—”“NOELLE, leave!” Ava laughed.Noelle sniffed, hugged Ethan gently, then bounced away with the others.They all waved goodbye at the door, and suddenly the house quiete

The next morning, the house was quiet except for the soft clinking of cutlery. Ava and Roman sat at the long dining table while the chef moved around gracefully, placing dishes before them. He served fluffy scrambled eggs, warm buttered toast, fried chips slices that still sizzled slightly, fresh fruit, and a pot of hot tea.Ava took a small bite of her toast just as Roman paused mid-bite. He slowly set his fork down, reached across the table, and gently took her hand. Without saying anything at first, he lifted her hand and pressed a soft kiss to her knuckles. Ava blinked in surprise as he held her hand a little tighter.“Thank you for forgiving me,” he said quietly, his eyes soft in a way only she ever saw.Ava smiled, shaking her head lightly. “Please. That bitch Clara really thought she could separate us,” she said, rolling her eyes. “After that local show she displayed at Ethan’s naming ceremony?”Roman burst into laughter, and Ava couldn’t help joining him. Their laughter filled

Ava swallowed, her fingers still wrapped around Roman’s hands.“Then why is he here now?” she asked quietly. “Why is he suddenly trying to claim everything you built?”Roman let out a short, humorless laugh — the kind that carried more exhaustion than amusement.“He’s a joker,” he muttered. “Honestly. A complete joke.”Ava frowned. “Roman…”“No, listen.” Roman leaned forward, elbows on his knees, jaw tight. “After we lost our parents, Damian completely checked out. He didn’t want responsibility. Didn’t want the company. Didn’t want anything. While I was trying to hold everything together, he disappeared into his own world.”His voice thickened with old frustration.“I worked. I bled for that company. I stayed up for nights building it from ruins. Every contract, every investor, every achievement—Ava, that was me. All me.”Ava slowly sat beside him, studying the bitterness in his eyes.“So now he walks back in and thinks he can just… take it?”Roman scoffed again, shaking his head.“Ex

One Month LaterSunlight spilled through the tall studio windows, bathing everything in warm gold.Ava stood at the center of it all, adjusting the delicate lace sleeve of her dress as the stylist fussed around her. The soft fabric hugged her perfectly—elegant, and timeless.“This is surreal,” Noelle said, circling her with her phone raised. “One month ago, we were chasing kidnappers. Now we’re taking wedding card photos.”Ava laughed softly. “Life doesn’t warn you before it changes.”Across the room, Roman stood with Ethan in his arms, dressed in a miniature suit that nearly stole the spotlight. Ethan gurgled happily, tiny fists clutching Roman’s tie.“Okay,” the photographer called out, grinning. “Dad, you’re officially being upstaged.”Roman smirked. “I’ll allow it. He’s earned it.”Ava turned, her breath catching just a little—as it always did—when she saw Roman like this. Relaxed. Happy. Whole. Their eyes met, and for a moment, the room faded away.“Alright, lovers,” Noelle tease

The house was unusually quiet when they arrived.Roman slammed the door behind them as soon as they stepped inside, his frustration spilling over. He ran a hand through his hair and let out a harsh laugh that carried no humor.“He ruined it,” he said bitterly. “Damian ruined our wedding.”Ava watched him pace the living room, his movements sharp and restless.“Why can’t we ever just be happy for a long time?” Roman continued, his voice thick with anger. “First it was Clara and Julian. Just when we finally got past that mess, my stupid, unhinged twin brother crawls out of hell to destroy another moment of our lives.”He stopped abruptly and clenched his fists. “It’s like happiness is something we’re not allowed to have.”Ava stepped closer, her expression softening. She reached him quietly, then lifted her hand and gently pressed her fingers against his lips, silencing him.“Hey,” she whispered. “Stop.”Roman froze, his breathing still heavy.She moved closer, her body brushing against