Semua Bab MARRIED TO MY ARROGANT ENEMY: Bab 61 - Bab 70

ENID'S POVNEXT MORNING8:00AMI stood before the mirror, my reflection staring back at me like a stranger. My smug face seemed to sneer, and for a moment, I wondered if wickedness was etched in my DNA. The thought sent a shiver down my spine.My lawyer's voice broke the spell, "Sir, are you sure you're ready for this? If you're not, I can ask the board to postpone."I shook my head, my gaze still fixed on the mirror. "It's too late. I have to do this."The lawyer nodded, "Okay, sir. As you've said, the meeting is set for 9:00 AM, and it takes thirty minutes to drive to the company..."I cut him off, my voice barely above a whisper, "I'll have hot coffee."As he left, I turned back to the mirror, but all I saw was Alex - his eyes brimming with tears, his voice cracking as he poured out his heart to me, the "villain" of his life.Guilt gnawed at me. How had I not seen the damage I was doing? How had I not realized the weight of my actions on his fragile shoulders?The coffee arrived, a

ALEXANDER'S POV“You’re so dumb and foolish.”The words echoed in my skull, over and over.I had called him that once, more than once. Dumb country boy, foolish bumpkin. Stupid for believing in the marriage. I’d laughed in his face when he tried to warn me about risks, about pride, about everything.Now he said it back, calm and quiet, and it hit harder than any punch.I stared at him, unable to look away. He looked different in the suit—sharp, powerful, untouchable. The man I’d humiliated was gone. This was someone new. Someone who had planned every step while I fell apart next door.“You think you can always have it?” he continued, voice low, almost conversational. “You were never prepared. You were always bashful, always thinking the world owed you because of your name. And yet… there was nothing there when it mattered.”I swallowed, but my mouth was dry. “Enid—”He stood slowly, walking around the table toward me. Each step deliberate. “Do you know how long I’ve been planning th

ENID'S POVThe car door closed with a soft thud, sealing me in the quiet of the backseat. I stared up at the long, tall building, its glass facade reflecting the pale morning sky. Kane Global, which was once his, but now it's mine.It was 8:35 AM. My lawyers were already inside, and so was Alex. They were all waiting for the new owner to arrive and finalize the gutting of his legacy.But a strange, heavy feeling sat in my chest. I kept seeing him from last night—the raw pain in his eyes, the fine tremor in his hands as he tried to hold himself together in my suite. I’d never seen him look so… broken. Not even when I’d walked away months ago. This was different. This was a dismantling, and I was the architect.Did I go too far?The driver cleared his throat softly. “Sir?”“I’m going in,” I said, my voice flat. I pushed the car door open and stepped onto the curb, the city air cool against my face. I straightened the cuffs of my tailored suit, a dark, severe charcoal, and walked towa

ALEXANDER'S POV CONTDI stepped out into the hallway, the heavy door clicking shut behind me, sealing Enid away. The silence of the corridor was a physical presence, thick and suffocating. My heart was a beating fast against my ribs.I didn’t know how to feel. Should I feel grateful he hadn’t physically hurt me? Or should I feel the crushing weight of what just happened?I brought my hands up, staring at the crisp bills he’d given me.The amount was staggering, a small fortune handed over with cold, casual power. I swallowed hard, my throat tight. I looked both ways down the empty hall. The last thing I wanted was to go downstairs, to face the lobby where every glance felt like an accusation, every whisper a judgment on my new, humiliating role."YOU DON'T HAVE TO TELL EVERYONE YOU WORK AS MY ASSISTANT."His words echoed, a command and a twisted courtesy all at once. Was it care? Or just another layer of control, keeping my disgrace his private secret?I shoved the money deep into m

ALEXANDER'S POV My head spun, and the world faded around me. Interesting?He’d stayed to watch us burn. To plan, and to win.“Yeah,” he chuckled, the sound low and dark in the quiet car. “Something else welcomed me, and I just wanted to know more. It made me curious, and here I am.”I swallowed, my throat tight. “So… all this while…”“Yeah.” He didn’t let me finish. “I knew what I was doing.”I couldn’t believe it. “But you didn’t… why didn’t you say anything? You never told us you were Voss’s grandson. You never told us anything. How…”“You never asked,” he said, his voice flat as he adjusted his hands on the steering wheel. “And you never researched your fiancé. All you thought about was bullying me.” A pause, loaded and heavy. “Because you thought I was poor.”I had nothing, to say, I had no defense. The shame was a hot, sour taste in my mouth. “I… I am sorry.”He stole a quick glance at me, his expression unreadable in the passing streetlights. “Your mother was way worse, and I’