All Chapters of Profitable Marriage With A Mentally Unstable CEO: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

“Talking about human sympathy when you have none” Kendrick responds bitterly. Elodie's forehead puckers, her brows furrowing “What is that supposed to mean?” Kendrick admits, “Haven't had a proper meal in days, plus my medications are lacking, and I'm losing sleep.” Elodie watches him half amused. “So?” She asks as if she couldn't care less. Kendrick's gaze locks onto hers with an unwavering intensity. “If you had human sympathy, you wouldn't leave me to suffer.” Kendrick pauses a bit, before saying seriously “You need to apologize” Elodie's eyes widen in disbelief, a sarcastic laugh building up inside of her. “Apologize? For what?” She asks. She doesn't let Kendrick speak as she adds “If anyone should apologize, it's you” Kendrick almost chokes on the water he's drinking. He drops the glass, responding in a tone filled with pride “Apologize? When I've done nothing wrong? Yeah right” Elodie responds in the same manner, her eyes beaming with pride. “Well, I've done nothing wrong,

Luke stares at Elodie dumbfounded. For the first time, he feels as if his heart will explode from beating too fast, his body aching with an unfamiliar feeling. This woman before him might just succeed in driving him crazy. The tenderness in her eyes, the softness of her voice, the warmth coming from her hand….. is Elodie like this with other men? Is she like this with Kendrick too?The thought of this strikes bitterness within Luke, his insides twisting with inner turmoil. No, Kendrick doesn't deserve this, he doesn't deserve her. Finally, Luke understands the unknown feeling inside of him. It's the longing desire to possess. A strong part of him wants to keep Elodie for himself. Luke holds back the sinister smile trying to form on his face. He declares within himself that once he reclaims the empire back from Kendrick, he'll take Elodie as his wife. But for now, Elodie can't know anything about him. Suddenly, the silence is broken as Luke bursts out in laughter, shocking Elodie

“If there's anything I've learned from my past relationships, it's that men can get bored with partners who are too submissive too quickly,” Avery says, still leaning against her desk with her arms across her chest. “They crave a woman who embodies a balance of vulnerability and strength— someone who can be both timid and dominant. And sweetheart, you’re currently leaning too heavily on the timid side.” Elodie's eyes drift downwards, her cheeks flushing with a mix of embarrassment and haplessness. She leans back on the sofa, her head tilting to the side as she flashes a helpless smile at Avery. Avery's expression softens, her eyes sparkling with reassurance as she pushes off from the desk, her heels clicking on the floor. “But don't worry, darling,” her lips curl up into a smile that is both confident and sly. “As an expert in the art of seduction, I'll guide you every step of the way. Together we'll unlock your inner siren and transform you into the kind of woman who commands atte

“Come in,” says Elodie, urging whoever is knocking to come in. As the doors open, Elodie's eyes shift from the computer, meeting a familiar man standing in the doorway. Elodie curses inwardly, fighting the urge to hiss in frustration. Him again!?His name is Francis Kruger, one of the employees in the financial department. His bedhead brown hair, rectangular glasses, slender nose bridge, thin lines for lips, and his lack of facial hair make him seem young, although he's older than Elodie. Elodie is 28 years old. Oblivious to Elodie being married, he's convinced that they're compatible. Her courtesy and beauty plus his intelligence and good looks. To him, they'll make the perfect couple. Despite Elodie's constant refusal to his interest in her, he remains relentless, sending her gift cards, flowers, and invites to dinner. And today is not an exception. Francis has his hands clasped behind him, a red rose flower hidden from Elodie's view. “Hey,” he says with a smile. Elodie stands

As the morning dawns, Kendrick wakes up with a loud groan, his hand massaging his temple, the splitting headache a reminder that he's officially now a lightweight and he should watch how much he drinks. His eyes scan the sun-ray-filled room, landing on Elodie, who's sitting at the vanity brushing her hair. She gives him a quick sidelong glance “Oh, you're awake” Kendrick's eyes narrow on her, why is she so smiley this morning? “I had hangover soup brought over; you should have it before it gets cold,” says Elodie. Not only did she ask the maids to prepare one, but she also ensured that it was Camila and Rose-free before bringing it over. “Um, thanks,” says Kendrick. Elodie gets up from the stool and gives herself one last outfit check before heading quickly towards the door. “I'll be leaving first,” she spares Kendrick any glance, speedily heading out of the room. Elodie quickens her pace down the stairs, is she avoiding Kendrick? Yes, yes she is. Down in the dining area, she fin