All Chapters of The Betrayed Heiress: Chasing Her Back: Chapter 101 - Chapter 110

"You look absolutely pathetic," Polly said beside me with a click of her tongue.The weekend sun was beating down mercilessly on the sprawling lawn of my family's estate, and it felt like a personal attack on my throbbing skull. I squinted behind my oversized sunglasses, clutching my third glass of water like it was the holy grail of hangover cures. Apparently, Jason’s and my parents had been planning this elaborate cookout for weeks without bothering to mention it to anyone.It was perfect timing, considering I was still feeling like I had been hit by a truck.I groaned, pressing the cool glass against my forehead. "Thanks. Your support means everything.""So," she continued, her voice dripping with mischief, "did anything interesting happen last night? I saw Jason carrying you bridal style after you were knocked out."I grimaced, not wanting to be reminded about that horrendous memory. "No," I said flatly, taking another long sip of water. "Jeez, Polly.""Boo!" She made an exagge

“We’ll finally be sisters, Alessa.” She said when I pulled back, tears gleaming in her eyes. I chuckled and patted her cheek. “We have always been sisters, Polly.” I said and she grinned. "Finally!" my mother exclaimed, cutting through me to hug Polly. "I thought you two would never make it official."My father clapped Julien on the back while my grandfather was dabbing at the corners of his eyes and I snorted at how dramatic he could be sometimes. "I wonder when my son is going to find himself a wife and settle down.” Victor Raine huffed after the excitement died down and we were back on our seats. "That girl who's always chasing you around… what's her name again?"I turned to the culprit with a smirk, intrigued by where this conversation was headed. Jason waved his hand dismissively, but I could see the blush creeping up his neck. "Dad, please.""Come now," Victor continued, clearly enjoying his son's discomfort. "Pretty thing, always calling the house and-""There's no one," Ja

When I went downstairs to join my family for dinner, my grandfather immediately complimented me. "Don't you look lovely this evening."My father looked up from his phone. "Why are you so dressed up?"Before I could answer, my mother interjected. "A lady is never too dressed up, dear. That says a lot about your own sense of fashion." She gestured pointedly at my father's slightly rumpled shirt.My father huffed and rolled his eyes, muttering about having peace in his own house. Dinner began, and I tried to think of the best way to bring up my plans for the evening. I was just opening my mouth to speak when Julien launched intercepted.“So, Mom.” He said slowly, dropping his napkin by the side of this plate. “Polly and I were thinking about flying in a musician for the wedding."Absolutely not," my mother said immediately. “Judging by both your tastes, it’ll probably be these loud and annoying rock artists.” My grandfather huffed, wiping his mouth with his own napkin. “And what’s wro

I woke up the next morning, but I wasn't excited about it.Jason had told me to stay in the guest room which should be thoughtful but I was somehow fuming mad about it. After the wine incident last night, he had simply suggested we play a board game, like we were twelve years old at a sleepover.I hadn't liked how easily he had transitioned back to casual friendship mode while I was still vibrating with need. So I stormed off to the guest room, feeling all kinds of emotions I didn't want to name. I barely slept, tossing and turning in the comfortable bed, replaying every moment of the evening.Now I was awake, lying motionless on the bed, staring at the ceiling. My entire body was buzzing with pent-up tension.I hadn't had sex in a long time, even during the final months of my marriage to Jaime, he had barely paid me any attention. Somehow, I had convinced myself I didn't miss it, that I didn't need physical intimacy.But now, after seeing Jason shirtless and feeling the heat in h

I was at work with Lisa, both of us settled into the comfortable chairs in my office. The morning sun streamed through the floor-to-ceiling windows, casting warm light across the polished mahogany desk. We were supposed to be reviewing the Meridian partnership meeting in three days, but instead, we had fallen into talking about my night with Jason."So let me get this straight," Lisa said, leaning back in her chair with an exasperated expression. "You spent the night at his place, he cooked for you, you spilled wine on him and he took his shirt off, and then... nothing happened?""Nothing happened," I confirmed, trying to ignore the heat creeping up my neck as I remembered exactly how much I had wanted something to happen."I'm disappointed," Lisa declared, throwing her arms up in the air. "Genuinely disappointed."I laughed and shook my head. "That's funny, considering you were the one advocating for it being platonic just yesterday.""That was before I knew he could cook, and know