Lahat ng Kabanata ng I Married His Enemy: Return Of The Forgotten Princess : Kabanata 111 - Kabanata 120

But her lighthearted thoughts froze when she caught voices around the corner.Two female employees stood by the water cooler, speaking in hushed, urgent tones. They didn't notice Cassie approaching; their backs were to her."Did you see Little Miss Emily earlier?" one whispered, her voice laced with disbelief. "Poor girl was crying so hard. Janet really went too far this time."Cassie's heart stuttered. Emily? Crying? Janet? What's going on?The other woman gasped softly. "Shh! Keep your voice down. If Mr. Rosewood hears...""I don't care! Janet thinks she's untouchable just because she flirts with the managers but bullying a child? That's disgusting. Miss Emily's just a little girl! That's the boss's daughter !"Cassie's pulse began to hammer. Her instincts, sharpened by two years in the army, screamed danger. Her motherly instincts screamed louder. She took a step closer, her eyes narrowing like a predator's as she approached the two employees. "What... did you just say?" Cassie's

Cassie's fury was an unstoppable force, her military training surfacing every movement as she pummeled Janet with blow after blow. Each strike landed with the weight of all the pain Emily might have endured, and Janet, once untouchable among all employees, was reduced to nothing but a pathetic mess under her grip. But the chaos was only beginning. Two more security guards stormed in, alerted by the earlier commotion, confident that numbers would be enough to subdue one woman. They also, just like the earlier ones didn't even bother to register Nikolai's presence. They just wanted to stop Cassie's rampaging. However, they couldn't have been more wrong. Cassie shoved Janet aside like discarded trash, the woman collapsing against the floor with a pitiful groan. Without missing a beat, Cassie pivoted toward the new guards. "STAY AWAY FROM ME AND MY DAUGHTER!" she bellowed. The first guard lunged, aiming to grab her arms. But Cassie ducked low, her body a blur of trained move

The chaos at the Rosewood company was still fresh in everyone’s minds as Nikolai escorted his wife and daughter back to their penthouse. His arm was firmly wrapped around Cassie’s waist, and his expression was sharp. Work was already forgotten. How could he work after such chaos? Thus, he decided to take his wife and daughter back home instead. Emily was perched happily in his other arm, still buzzing with excitement from the spectacle she had witnessed earlier. The little girl was the only one laughing after the storm, clapping her tiny hands and repeating the words she had proudly shouted in the middle of the fight. “Mommy strong! Mommy beat the bad guys!” she giggled, her voice filling the elevator. Cassie sighed, half exasperated and half amused, as she pressed a kiss to Emily’s cheek. “Sweetheart, you don’t go around saying that,” she murmured, though her lips curved into a smile. “Why not?” Emily tilted her head innocently, her eyes shining with admiration. “You

“No, she isn’t,” Nikolai said dryly, sipping his whiskey. His tone was flat, but his eyes glinted with pride. “It was exactly like that.” The table erupted again, and Lucas chuckled deeply, leaning back in his chair. “Cassie, I think I like you more every day. Do you know how many years I’ve wanted to see someone put that girl in her place? We've been receiving complaints about her for a very long time now. But she does her work so well. So, we didn't have any excuses to fire her. And you didn’t just put her in her place... You put her through the floor. I like women who aren't pushovers. See... that's why I married your mother-in-law.” “Dad,” Nikolai muttered, but there was no bite in his tone. “What?” Lucas arched an eyebrow. “You married a warrior, son. Be proud.” Cassie blinked, caught off guard by the older man’s words. She didn't know what to say to such a compliment. Gloria patted Cassie’s hand gently. “Lucas is right. Today, you didn’t just protect Emily... you showed eve

Meanwhile, across town, Rafael walked Harlow to his apartment door. The younger man was still flushed from earlier, still fidgeting as if he couldn’t decide whether to bolt inside or linger. “You don’t have to walk me home,” Harlow mumbled, his eyes fixed on the ground. Rafael chuckled, shoving his hands into his pockets. “I know, Doll. But I wanted to.” Harlow’s head snapped up, his cheeks flaming. “Stop calling me that.” “What? Doll suits you.” Rafael leaned casually against the wall, his dark eyes glinting with mischief. “You blush every time I say it.” “I do not!” Harlow protested, his voice a little too loud just as he did at Nikolai's penthouse. Heck! Little Emily even teased him for that. Rafael arched a brow. “You do. You’re doing it right now.” Harlow groaned, covering his face with his hands. “You’re crazy.” Rafael gently tugged his hands down, holding them loosely in his own. His smirk softened into something warmer, more sincere. “Maybe. But I’m also not going an