All Chapters of She Came Back to Burn: The Return of the Amnesiac Wife.: Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

~Arya~Lucien stopped, expelling a sigh of exasperation. “What do you want?”“Are we going to keep acting like we both don’t exist?”He shrugged. “Isn’t that a sensible thing to do? We obviously have no business with each other now.”He was way too casual for my liking. It was as if he wasn’t bothered one bit by me, as if I was the only one who was on the verge of tearing my hair out about us.“How is your wedding preparation coming along?”He stiffened, his eyes narrowed into angry slits. "Didn't you say you wanted nothing to do with it? Why are you curious about it now?”“I’m just checking in to make sure everything's fine.”His lips parted to form a reply, but he never did. He zoned in on me, his face constricting into a deep frown. Then he leaned in, raising his hand to my hair. My breathing stopped completely.“Wh…what are you doing?” I stuttered. Lucien grabbed a few strands and pulled, his fingers tightening around the handle of his briefcase“He hurt you,” he spat. “That bast

~Edgar~Hours seemed to stretch too long in the holding cell. I sat in a corner, my knees glued to my chest as the world blurred around me. What the hell was I, Edgar Sinclair, the real founder of a corporation as big as Obsidian holdings doing in a place like this?Arya! It was all because of that bitch. She was inconsistent, always blowing hot and cold. One minute, she’d act like she was still in love with me. Next, she’d be the greatest enemy I'd ever experienced. One could never tell where she really stood, and that pissed me off more than anything.“Is it really okay to keep such a big shot in this place?” an officer whispered to his colleague, throwing a glance my way. “I don’t want to risk getting a query from the higher up later.”“Do you know who arranged his arrest?” the colleague quizzed. “ Lucien freaking Vale. if you do anything to cross him just to score points with someone like Mr Sinclair, things won’t end well for you.”“Aah,” the first man nodded. “I heard you Mr Sin

~Lucien~Matilda and Regina throw glances our way, whispering to themselves. I roll my eyes and focus on Cassandra, my face blank.“You can say everything you want to say here. I’m listening.”“Do you really want to do this here?” she questions in a clipped tone. Now that was more like it. The Cassandra I knew never ignored an opportunity to be rude. “We have reporters around, Lucien. I’m sure you don't want another session of bad publicity after all that went down these past few weeks.”Resigned, I let her lead the way to an empty tent. She flopped down on a chair, throwing one leg over the other casually.“What did you want to talk about?”“I know you plan to announce our breakup. I called you here to tell you to have a rethink.” that was the ‘very urgent’ thing she had to discuss? She wanted to drag this out for much longer than she should. I didn’t want that. I wanted to give Arya an assurance that everything was fine, and keeping our breakup a secret was not the way to do that.

~Arya~I gave his arm a playful slap. “What does that even mean?”“It means…” he bent down to whisper in my ears. “I want you to start considering our future seriously. Because as soon as this drama with Cassandra is over, we should build a strong relationship.”His breath fell on my ears. I could as well have become deaf and not hear his words. I shuddered, pushing saliva down my throat. “People are watching, Lucien.”“And so?” he shrugged. “They have to know that there’s something going on between us now so they won’t be surprised when we send out wedding invites later.”I stopped, my lips pressed together. A slight frown clouded Lucien’s face. “What’s wrong?”“I think we’re taking things too fast.”“We’re not. You know I'd never pressure you. Maybe I'm a little bit excited, but you should still do what you want, okay?”“Can you two stop flirting and get your asses down here?” my mom’s voice rang out. I blushed, running over to her and Regina. The latter kept her attention on the pl

~Arya~“Oh my god! Is she dead?” someone shrieked. “She fell from such a height. How did this happen?”“It’s Cassandra Fletcher.”“Was she pushed?”“I can’t feel a pulse. What if she’s dead?”“Can someone call for an ambulance?"I clamp my hands over my lips, shaking like a leaf. A crowd has gathered around Cassandra. I could hear their voices even from this height. Everything was loud, messy. My lungs forgot their fucking functions, frozen in place.Was she dead? That was the only question I kept asking myself? How could she do that? How could she throw herself in harm’s way just to prove a point? What if she didn’t survive? How on earth was I supposed to go on in life?“Isn’t that Arya Manchester?” a voice rang out. Soon, everyone was looking up at me. I knew how this situation looked to them. I was standing right where Cassie fell from. It wasn’t news that we could pass off as rivals. The drama with Lucien had spread. They all thought I tried to steal him from her. To them, pushi