I Married His Enemy: Return Of The Forgotten Princess のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 361 - チャプター 370

Cassie didn’t think. She didn’t pause to analyze the scene any further, didn’t stop to steady her breathing, or remind herself to walk calmly like an adult who had everything under control. The moment her eyes landed on him... on Nikolai sitting on the floor in rolled-up sleeves, his expensive shirt wrinkled beyond recognition as Emily climbed over him like he was nothing more than a jungle gym, something inside Cassie cracked wide open. She rushed forward... Barefoot. Heart racing. Emotions were surging so fast that she didn’t even try to stop them. She dropped to her knees beside him and wrapped her arms around his neck, hugging him tightly, desperately, like she was afraid he might disappear if she loosened her grip even for a second. Nikolai stiffened in surprise. For half a heartbeat, his body went completely still, years of instinct reacting before thought, then he relaxed, a low chuckle rumbling from his chest as his arms came around her naturally, securely, pulling her cl

The moment the last hateful word left Rachael’s lips... "If I’m going to die, I’ll take Cassie with me"... the air inside the apartment seemed to tighten. Then... A slow, amused voice cut through the tension. “Wow… wow, wow, wow.” The sound didn’t come from Raymond, that's obvious. Rather, it came from the door. “I really like this kind of energy.” Rachael froze. Every muscle in her body locked as her head snapped toward the entrance, her breath catching painfully in her throat. The door, which she was certain had been closed and locked just moments ago, now stood slightly ajar, the hallway light spilling in. “W-Who is that?” Rachael demanded, her voice sharp but betraying the tremor beneath. Before either of them could move, the door pushed open fully and a woman walked in. Her red high heels clicked softly against the cracked floor, each step slow and confident, as if she already owned the space. She wore a fitted crimson dress that hugged her body with elegance

The Rosewood Mansion looked as though it had been carved out of a dream that only the wealthy were allowed to touch. Their wealth spoke volumes without any of them shouting it out. Everyone was dressed perfectly and impeccably. As though this was not merely an anniversary dinner but a ceremonial gathering, one that required them to wear not just fine fabric but the weight of the Rosewood name itself. Nikolai stepped inside first, Cassie beside him, Emily’s small fingers curled trustingly around Cassie’s hand. He wore a sharply tailored black suit, that fit his broad shoulders like it had been molded onto him, but his expression was anything but cold. A deep frown was etched on his face. Cassie noticed it immediately and chuckled to herself. Behind them, Gloria stood near the center of the living room, already dressed in an elegant emerald gown that hugged her figure gracefully, pearls resting against her collarbone like a signature. Lucas stood beside her, adjustin

The Rosewoods began filing out toward the driveway, where a line of sleek black cars gleamed beneath the evening sun. Their chauffeur, dressed immaculately in a black suit and white gloves, stood by the first car, opening the door for Gloria and Lucas. Cassie adjusted Emily’s pink bow while Nikolai fastened the tiny straps on her silver shoes. “You look like a princess,” he said. Emily nodded proudly. “Because I am one. Thank you, Daddy!!!” Cassie grinned. “And who’s the king, hmm?” “Uncle Adrian!” Emily shouted. “Excuse me?” Nikolai’s head snapped up. “What about me?” “You’re the funny one,” Emily said sweetly. Cassie burst out laughing again, and Nikolai groaned. “The funny one. Not even the handsome one?” “Naaa... naaa... naaa,” Emily said innocently. Cassie kissed Emily’s forehead. “Smart girl.” “Why are my own family members my biggest enemies today?” Nikolai muttered as he helped Cassie into the car. Inside the luxurious black interior, Cassie leaned bac

Veronica leaned closer to Cassie, her fingers brushing Cassie’s arm as she whispered under her breath, careful not to let the cameras lingering at the edges of the hall catch their lips. “Why are they fucking staring at us like that?” she muttered, her eyes darting around dramatically. Cassie couldn’t help herself. She chuckled softly, the sound light but confident, as if she owned the space they stood in. “I think this is just the command of the Rosewoods,” she replied quietly. “They don’t need to speak. Their name alone can silence a room.” Veronica let out an exaggerated sigh, placing a hand over her chest. “Great. So I'm going to be married into Hollywood fame, and now I’m stuck standing next to corporate royalty. I guess there’s no escaping destiny.” Cassie smiled knowingly. “I guess we’re stuck with this family. And stop being dramatic. You already have Hollywood fame. The Rosewoods' fame is just the top of the iceberg.” Veronica huffed before glancing at Nikolai, the