All Chapters of I Married His Enemy: Return Of The Forgotten Princess : Chapter 131 - Chapter 140

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Veronica’s Heartbreak

The silence between them was suffocating. Veronica stood rooted in the corridor, her back against the wall, and her breath coming in uneven bursts. Cassie stayed close, watching her carefully, afraid that the slightest wrong word might break her entirely. “Harlow?” Veronica whispered again, tasting the name like something bitter on her tongue. Her gaze dropped to the floor, unfocused, as if the world itself had tilted. “I don’t even know him. I’ve never even heard his name before today. And you’re telling me Rafael...” her throat closed, her voice trembling, “...that he might be in love with him?” Cassie’s heart clenched. She had never seen Veronica like this. She had always known her as strong, poised, a little guarded but always composed. But now, Veronica looked fragile, as though one harsh word could shatter her into pieces. “I’m sorry,” Cassie said softly. “I shouldn’t have told you so bluntly. But you asked me for the truth, and I couldn’t lie to you. Not about this.”

Last Updated : 2025-09-25

He's Afraid Of Falling In Love

The day seemed to drag on endlessly after Cassie left Rafael's office. Her mind replayed his disheveled appearance, the exhaustion in his eyes, the quiet smile he had forced just for her. She wanted to believe he was fine, but everything about him screamed otherwise. And then there was Veronica, who left the office to go home after such a blow. Cassie knew it was time to leave when the sun began to dip low. She packed her bag slowly, almost reluctantly, hoping maybe Rafael would come see her before she went home. But when she checked his office once more, the chair sat empty. No sign of him. He had also left. With a sigh, Cassie left the office with a heavy heart. "Little soldier." Cassie raised her head, and her lips curved into a small smile at the sight of Nikolai standing in the doorway of the company lobby. He was leaning against the frame in his usual commanding presence, hands tucked casually into his pockets, and his expression softened only when their e

Last Updated : 2025-09-26

Unexpected Drunk Guest

They drove in comfortable silence until the car pulled up in front of Nikolai's parents' house. Emily's laughter filled the air before they even entered, her sweet giggles filling them with warmth. Cassie's heart softened instantly. Their daughter ran toward them, little arms stretching wide as if she'd been waiting all day just for this moment. "Mommy! Daddy!" she squealed, throwing herself into Cassie's embrace first, then into Nikolai's waiting arms. Cassie kissed her daughter's cheek, inhaling her familiar baby scent. "Did you have fun with Grandma and Grandpa?" Emily nodded eagerly, her head bouncing. "Yes! Grandpa told me a story about when Papa was little and got stuck in a tree!" Cassie laughed, her eyes sparkling as she turned to Nikolai, who looked faintly embarrassed and irritated. "Is that true?" Nikolai raised an eyebrow, his lips twitching. "Perhaps. But in my defense, the tree was unusually tall." Cassie shook her head and burst out laughing, amused, as

Last Updated : 2025-09-26

Sad! Drunk, Abd Broken!

Harlow’s weight was heavy against Cassie’s shoulder as she dragged him onto the couch, his breath hot and uneven, laced with the sharp tang of whiskey. She could feel his body trembling, whether from the alcohol or the emotions clawing through him, she couldn’t tell. Nikolai had crossed his arms and stood nearby in silence as he watched them. His cold eyes softened only slightly as he looked at the broken man on their couch. He was grateful that Emily was already asleep and wouldn't see the sight. “Harlow…” Cassie whispered, stroking his hair back gently. “You need to slow down, sweetheart. You’re going to make yourself sick.” But Harlow didn’t slow down. Instead, his chest hitched, and then the tears burst free, hot and relentless. His words poured out in messy, jagged, and incoherent at first. “I---I can’t… Cassie, I can’t do this anymore. I love him. I love Rafael so much it’s killing me.” He choked on his sobs, the confession torn from him like flesh from bone. “Do you

Last Updated : 2025-09-26

Rafa, You Smell Like Home

The drive back to Rafael’s apartment was quiet, except for the occasional broken sound slipping out of Harlow. His head rested against Rafael’s shoulder, his breath warm and uneven, smelling faintly of alcohol. He was heavy with exhaustion, but his fingers clutched Rafael’s shirt as if afraid he might disappear if he let go. Rafael didn’t speak. His jaw was clenched so tightly that the muscle twitched. His hands gripped the wheel harder than necessary. He was furious... furious at Jonathan, furious at himself, furious at this… ache inside his chest that had been gnawing at him since the moment he saw Harlow’s face streaked with tears. He caused it. He thought he was the only one hurting. But no! Harlow was hurting as much. He wondered how he went through the night without him by his side. When they finally arrived at his house, Rafael parked and slid out quietly, circling to Harlow’s side. He opened the door, leaned down, and, without hesitation, scooped him back into his ar

Last Updated : 2025-09-27

Waking Up Together

The first rays of sunlight streamed through the half-open curtains, casting warm stripes across Rafael’s bedroom.Harlow stirred first. His lashes fluttered open, and the room came into focus slowly.He felt a severe headache the moment he opened his eyes. 'Damn alcohol!' He cursed inwardly. He then felt his head resting on a broad, solid chest. A strong arm was wrapped around him, holding him securely and protectively. For a moment, he thought he was still dreaming.Then the memories came crashing back. The argument with Jonathan. The drunken breakdown at Cassie and Nikolai’s. Collapsing in Rafael’s arms. And… oh God, everything he confessed last night.His face flushed crimson as he tried to pull away, but the arm around him tightened instantly.“Where do you think you’re going, Doll?” Rafael’s voice was low, still husky with sleep.Harlow froze. “ I-I should go,” he stammered, eyes darting everywhere but Rafael’s face. “I said too much. I didn’t mean to dump all that on you. I wa

Last Updated : 2025-09-27

You Are My Boyfriend Now

Panic clawed at his chest. “Rafael?” Louder this time. But no answer came. He stumbled out of bed, still in the same clothes from the night before. His head spun, and he caught himself against the wall, but the fear pressing down on him was heavier than the dizziness. What if Rafael had left? What if last night was just a moment of pity and not… real? And this morning... he had promised never to leave him again. Do you know where in the world he is now? He rushed through the hallway, calling again. “Rafael!” His voice cracked with desperation, searching frantically. And then he froze. From the bottom of the stairs came the faintest clatter of pans, the soft hiss of something cooking. And the smell... rich, buttery, war... floated up to his nostrils. Harlow’s knees nearly gave out. Relief washed through him so strongly that it left him trembling. He hurried down the stairs, and the sight that met him nearly undid him completely. Rafael stood in the kitchen, shirtless except

Last Updated : 2025-09-27

Raymond Is On Fire

The boardroom of Vanderbilt Corporation, normally Raymond's throne room, his kingdom, his proof of dominance, felt like a furnace that morning. The atmosphere was suffocating, heavy with fear and unspoken accusations. Rows of executives sat stiffly in their leather chairs, their eyes flicking between one another like nervous prey sensing a predator nearby. Raymond stood at the head of the table, his suit jacket discarded carelessly over the back of a chair, his tie loosened, and his brow slick with sweat. His hands were braced against the desk, his knuckles white, as if he might shatter the table in half just by sheer will. On the large screen at the far end of the room, headlines scrolled like daggers aimed at his chest: "Vanderbilt Corporation Faces Massive Backlash Over Alleged Fraudulent Deals." "Stocks Plummet Amid Growing Scandal." "V Films Under Fire for Unethical Sponsorship Ties." Raymond's jaw clenched so tightly the muscles quivered. "This..." he slammed his palm

Last Updated : 2025-09-28

If I Can't Have Her, I Will Kill Her

Hours had passed in the Vanderbilt, and Raymond was still shaken by the fact that his empire was crumbling, even after talking to the press. It was already evening time but he didn't want to go home. He slammed his fist on his desk, sending a stack of contracts sliding to the floor. His secretary flinched by the doorway, clutching a folder like it was a shield. More bad news was pouring on the internet. It was as if the floodgate of his destruction had been opened. “Where the hell are the numbers?” Raymond barked. His tie hung loose around his neck, and his once nice suit was wrinkled. His hair was disheveled even more, and the veins on his temple pulsed with fury. “You told me the quarterly report would stabilize after the stupid press conference!” The secretary, pale and sweating, stammered. “S-sir, the investors… they... they’ve already started withdrawing. Half of them canceled their contracts this afternoon. The conference didn’t calm them... it made them more ne

Last Updated : 2025-09-28

Don't You Dare Drag Me Into Your Mess

♤♤♤♤ EARLIER ♤♤♤♤ The sun was beginning to dip over the skyline when Cassie finally sank into the plush sofa of the penthouse. She tucked her legs beneath her, a soft throw blanket draped across her lap, and she let herself relax for the first time all day. She was exhausted from work. Emily giggled on the carpet, building towers of colorful blocks with all the concentration of a little engineer. She had Nikolai's serious expression, her brows furrowed as she carefully stacked the pieces higher and higher. "Look, Mommy!" Emily clapped her hands when the tower didn't topple. Cassie's heart swelled. "That's amazing, sweetheart." She leaned down, kissed the crown of her daughter's head, and smoothed the silky strands of her hair. From the kitchen, the clatter of pans and the savory aroma of roasted meat filled the air. Cassie smiled to herself. She didn't need to look to know Nikolai was at it again-her husband had an uncanny ability to throw himself into cooking whenever

Last Updated : 2025-09-28

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