All Chapters of I Married His Enemy: Return Of The Forgotten Princess : Chapter 161 - Chapter 170

Cassie stirred faintly in the morning, her head resting against Nikolai’s shoulder, her arm draped protectively across Emily’s tiny body. Nikolai had refused to close his eyes fully, even in slumber. His instincts were wired too sharply; he had one arm wrapped around his daughter and the other around his wife, holding them as though letting go for even a second would cost him everything. But then it happened. A tiny shift. A small movement between them. At first, Nikolai thought it was a dream, the flutter of fabric. But then, a rustling of a little body adjusting itself. Then came the sweetest sound he had ever heard. “Mommy? Daddy?” Both Cassie's and Nikolai’s eyes snapped open at once. For a moment, the world stopped. Their gazes dropped to Emily, her wide eyes blinking at them in sleepy confusion, her soft lips parting as though uncertain whether she had spoken loud enough. Her voice was a whisper, but to them, it was louder enough, brighter than sunlight. Cassie gasp

Cassie nodded once, firmly. “Fine. Let’s end this.” She turned toward the kitchen to grab a glass of water, her throat burning with the weight of rage. “Take your time,” Harlow said beside her, but his voice was urgent. He had the dangerous look of a friend who could not stand still while injustice breathed. But the moment they stepped inside the kitchen, Cassie froze. Gloria was waiting for her. Her mother-in-law stood with her baseball bat, carefully wrapped in its case, gripped tightly in her hands. She pressed it into Cassie’s arms the moment she entered, glancing around the kitchen as if spies were hidden in the shadows. “Take this,” Gloria whispered. “I know where you plan on going. You’re going to find that bitch Lydia and her parents. I can’t leave Emily. But you… Take my treasure. My precious bat. Let it fight for you.” She said with a firm nod. Cassie blinked, almost laughing at the dramatic tone. “Mom… are you serious?” Gloria’s eyes widened, dead serious. “Do I l

Cassie explained what happened to Emily the night before to Veronica, and the latter became furious. "What the... I'm coming with you. That butch dared to..." Veronica’s anger mirrored the walls of others. So... they turned and left the company. The ride was a taut silence until Rafael finally cleared his throat. “If she smells a set-up, she’ll bolt,” he warned, looking at Cassie. “We do this subtly. I talk. You listen. If she gets loose, we don’t chase her into anything stupid.” Cassie turned to him, meeting his eyes. “We don’t want a fight,” she said. “We want answers. If she confesses, we get the proof. If she lies, then… well. Then everyone will see what kind of person I am.” Harlow snorted. “And if she tries to play the victim card?” He looked at Veronica. “Will you clap for her?” Veronica’s mouth flattened. “I’ll clap at the truth. That’s all. Moreover, we can't just hand the police. We have to torture her. I have a plan already.” Veronica said with a mischievous sm

"You think this is over?" Cassie spat, dragging her across the slick tiles. Without warning, she shoved Lydia into the second pool - the one that had been overheated until steam rose like a warning from its surface. Lydia screamed, the sound shrill and piercing. At first, the warmth seemed almost bearable because of her cold, but then the heat bit into her skin. She writhed and cried out. "No one touches my daughter," Cassie shouted over Lydia's wails, "and walks away unscathed!" "Cassie, Cassie, please!" Lydia's voice was piercing. "I didn't- I didn't mean-" Cassie's laughter was hollow and merciless. "Didn't mean it? You plotted it. You bribed a maid to do your dirty work. You thought Emily was an easy target because she's just a child." Cassie leaned over the pool, her expression raw with fury. "Well, let me show you what happens when you target my child." The moment Lydia's body adjusted to the steaming water, her scream ripped across the night. "AHHHHHH! IT BURNS! IT BURN

The drive back to the penthouse was tranquil. Nikolai had informed Rafael that he had left his parents' house with Emily at his house instead. Cassie sat in the backseat with her hands folded and her gaze distant. To anyone else, she looked serene, but Rafael, Harlow, and Veronica exchanged glances... they knew it wasn’t peace. It was the exhaustion that came after a storm of rage. When they arrived, the heavy doors of the house opened, and Nikolai was waiting. He had been pacing for over an hour, his phone in hand and eyes flicking to the clock every two minutes. The moment Cassie stepped inside, his eyes softened, and the worry dissipated. “Cassie,” he said, striding over. “Are you...” Before he could finish, Emily came running down the hallway, her small feet running like an adult... “Mommy!” she squealed. Cassie’s face transformed instantly. The steel melted into warmth as she bent down and scooped Emily into her arms. She hugged her tightly, breathing in the sw