All Chapters of A Wife For Seven Days : Chapter 211 - Chapter 220

Tatiana had barely taken two steps when she stopped. She stood there, swallowing slowly, her spine still straight. Behind her, Xander blinked—once, twice—forcing himself to breathe, forcing control back into his veins. His face hardened, the cracks sealing shut. “You should stay,” he said, his voice measured, almost businesslike. “After all… you’re the image of the company.” The words settled heavily in the room. Tatiana didn’t turn immediately. The pause alone tightened the air, drawing every gaze toward her still back. When she finally faced him, her expression was calm—too calm—but the tension underneath it was unmistakable. Xander moved past her and took his seat, deliberately breaking the invisible line between them. “Freda,” he added, “brief us on the marketing campaign.” Freda stared at him. Now? Her brows knitted together in disbelief. Brief them? At this hour? Without notice? Without a single file in her hands? He was asking her to conjure a presentation out of t

Liam’s car pulled over at the restaurant. He didn’t know what Tatiana wanted to achieve with this outing, but he dared not refuse her strict warning: “I believe you owe me this much.” He had no choice, not even to complain about having plans to meet his old man and ask what it would take for him to leave his business alone. As he stepped out of the car and the waiter greeted him, he could already sense Tatiana’s cold, calculating gaze from a distance. She sat at a four-chair table, the very picture of someone forced to be there, radiating composure and disdain. Xander was across from her, staring blankly, but fully aware of her coldness. Selena was by his side, opposite the empty chair he instinctively knew was left for him. A few steps brought Liam closer. Tatiana rose from her seat, and to his shock, came into a tight embrace—one so deliberate it pressed against the muscles along someone's jaw. Xander's.It was meant to prove something beyond a simple “my past is my past.” She

The ride back to the Ratford mansion was nothing compared to the silence and tension that followed Xander into the office. People were already waiting for him. They trailed behind him down the corridor and into his office, the door closing softly behind them. “What happened, bro?” Karl asked. “How did things go?” Xander didn’t answer. He crossed the room and sank into his chair. “Did you two reconcile?” David had gone quiet. One look at Xander’s face told him enough. “Karl,” David said quietly. That single word made Karl pause. He studied Xander more closely now—the rigid posture, the stillness that meant too much was happening beneath the surface. David turned back to Xander. “If you want to be alone, we can—” “I want you to find out where Selena was last night,” Xander cut in. The room stilled. David frowned. Karl blinked. “What happened?” “I want to know,” Xander continued, “if she really met Frederick.” David was shocked. “Frederick?” He locked eyes

Tatiana sat still, composed, while Xander locked his eyes on her. He didn’t bother hiding it. Her heart reacted before she could stop it. A tiny tremor ran through her, quickly masked beneath calm control. “I agree,” Xander said suddenly."Evelyn, should take my position." Tatiana hadn’t expected it. Even though she had prepared herself for resistance, his words made her heart skip a beat. She felt his gaze burning into her skin, intense and unrelenting—but she refused to weaken under it. She stayed seated and gave a forced smile. Jacob was seething openly. He hadn't expected things to take a different turn. He knew the Ratfords were against Xander–Liam especially –why would his wife come to Xander’s aid? Why would she want the position? And why would she know his secrets? Xander on the other hand was thinking. Questions crowded his mind. What was going on? Maybe he hadn’t taken his time six years ago. The thought struck him sharply. And now—now he intended to find eve

David stared at Xander as though he had just spoken in a foreign language. For a moment, he didn’t even blink. “You can’t possibly expect that to pull off so smoothly, bro,” David finally said. “Liam is no fool. He’s not blind to whatever childish game you think you’re playing.” “I need to talk to her,” Xander replied flatly. “I can’t have that asshole present.” David looked at him sharply. “He’ll react. And you know it.” “I would’ve spoken to her already,” Xander snapped. “Liam won’t stay still—but neither can I. I need to know why she said that to the old man. I need to talk to Tatiana not Evelyn…” His words cut short, tightening his jaw. He turned abruptly. “Have you found Frederick?” David nodded. “Faster than I thought. And he’s exactly where Liam saw Selena.” That made Xander’s eyes darken. “It gets me thinking,” David continued. “Why would Selena hide the fact that she knew where Frederick was? And that she was meeting him?” Xander signed. “She and Frede