บททั้งหมดของ The Tyrant's Bride Vow: บทที่ 41 - บทที่ 50

The crystal chandelier in the Cassel Group meeting room glowed softly in Enola’s eyes as she stood next to Damian. In front of them, the directors and shareholders seemed fascinated by the development of Elysian Reserve. This project was now in the spotlight of the international business world.However, behind the perfect presentation and smiles that charmed the audience, there was a subtle distance between the two of them.Enola could feel it—something Damian was hiding. Although earlier that morning, Damian had tried to shorten and lighten the mood between them, she still felt wary of Damian’s recent behavior.Every night, the man often left without explanation. Every time he returned, his gaze changed: deeper, heavier, as if he was carrying a burden that no one should know about. Although there were moments when Damian tried not to look suspicious in front of her, Enola understood this and tried to play along. However, the more she played along, the more Enola couldn’t help but e

Enola didn’t sleep all night. Financial sabotage of the Elysian project led one of the main investors to suddenly withdraw, throwing the entire budget-planning structure into disarray. Luna had been working hard to clean up and track Adrian’s manipulation, but the pressure was still mounting.Enola checked several contacts she had saved on her cell phone, her hands and eyes focused on the screen, while her mind sorted through the names she saw. “Miss, it’s late at night, you and your baby need rest.” Luna reminded her when she came back to check on Enola. “I have to resolve this investor issue in the near future, there’s no time to breathe easy now.” Enola stubbornly rejected Luna’s advice. A name in her phone’s contact list made her stop sorting.Kenneth Wales.“Find out information about Kenneth Wales immediately.” Without wasting any time, Enola immediately ordered Luna to find information about an old friend from high school. “Kenneth? As far as I know, he just inherited the p

The ICU room was silent, filled only with the sound of monitoring machines reflecting the weak but persistent rhythm of life.Damian hadn’t moved an inch since he arrived. The half-wet black jacket he was wearing now hung on the back of a chair. His shirt was wrinkled and sticky from the rain, but he didn’t care.He just sat on the side of Enola’s bed.He held her hand as if it were the only thing keeping him sane. He didn’t sleep. He didn’t eat. He just waited.And waited.Until one afternoon, Enola’s eyelids fluttered.First slowly, then more clearly.Damian spontaneously stood up, his sturdy body leaning forward quickly, his fingers gripping Enola’s hand tighter.“Enola.”The voice was hoarse—soft but with emotional pressure almost breaking.Enola closed her eyes again, trying to regulate her heavy breathing. Her body ached, but consciousness slowly returned.She opened her eyes again.The first thing she saw was... Damian.That face. Those eyes.And for a moment, the world felt

Since returning from Adrian’s staged accident, Damian has once again taken on a huge responsibility—the expansion of the Cassel Group into Central Europe.Endless meetings, negotiations, and video conferences.Alexander entrusted the project entirely to Damian, and Damian worked flawlessly... but his mind never truly left Enola.Every two hours, he sent a message.Damian: Have you eaten yet?Damian: Don’t stand too much.Damian: Have you rested?Damian: Send me a photo, I want to make sure you’re okay. His protective nature had worsened since Enola’s accident. Even Evelyn warned him: “Damian, you can’t protect someone by imprisoning them.”Damian replied coldly,“I’m not imprisoning her, I’m keeping her alive.” On the other hand, after recovering, Enola resumed leading the construction of Elysian Reserve. The resort is now half complete.The northern section began to reveal glass villas with balconies facing the sea cliffs.The Spark vineyard—now under Cassel’s management whil

That night, a gentle breeze blew through the balcony, but the atmosphere in the room felt tense. Enola sat in front of the dressing table, with her back to Damian, clutching her phone containing the problematic photo Clarine had sent.Damian had just come out of the bathroom. As soon as he saw Enola’s gaze, his expression hardened.“Is there a problem?” he asked, his voice low.Without a word, Enola handed him the phone. Damian looked at the photo and let out a short, exasperated breath. “Cheap tricks,” he muttered.“Clarine is trying to provoke you.” Enola hugged herself.“I’m not just thinking about myself. I’m worried about this baby. Ali can’t—“Damian approached and cupped Enola’s face.“Enola, I didn’t touch anyone. That photo was taken at a moment and edited. I rejected that woman in front of many people. “Enola looked at him deeply.“ Damian, if you betray me... I will make you regret it for the rest of your life. “Instead of being offended, Damian smiled slightly—dark,