All Chapters of The CEO's broken vows : Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

“What were you looking at?” she asked.“Nothing important.” he answered.Another lie. Evelyn sat beside him slowly, the mattress dipping slightly beneath her weight. The soft scent of vanilla and jasmine lingered around her, warm and comforting, yet Ethan felt even more guilty because of it.“What’s wrong?” she asked gently.The bedside lamp cast a soft amber glow across the room, illuminating Ethan’s pale face and the faint shadows beneath his eyes. Outside the tall glass windows, the night stretched endlessly over the Montgomery estate, quiet and still, but somehow the silence felt heavier tonight.Ethan looked away. He wanted to tell her everything. About the Black Circuit. About the files he had uncovered. About the people who disappeared after crossing them. About the bloodstained missions hidden beneath layers of encrypted reports. About the fear slowly settling inside his chest.But Adrian had asked him not to say anything.And worse— If Evelyn found out how dangerous things tr

Clara’s smile flickered. Just for a brief second.A crack in the perfect mask.Then it returned—smooth, practiced, harmless.“I hid it before,” she said quickly, brushing a strand of hair behind her ear as though the question amused her rather than unsettled her. “I was in a hurry that day and couldn’t take much. That jewelry has always been my treasure, so I hardly wear it. I kept it hidden somewhere safe. I’m sure it’s still there.”Her tone was soft. Too soft.Butler Chan didn’t look convinced.“Still, ma’am, I—”“It’s okay, Chan.” Evelyn’s voice cut through gently.She stood a few steps behind Clara, her expression calm, almost too calm for someone who had just walked into a potentially suspicious situation.“If she says it’s here, let her go retrieve it.”Clara turned slightly. A smile returned to her lips.Grateful. Innocent. Familiar. “Thank you, Evie.”Then Evelyn added lightly, “Do you want me to come with you?”Clara shook her head. “No need. I’ll be back before you even not

The silence inside Evelyn's bedroom felt strangely comforting.Golden afternoon sunlight streamed through the half-drawn curtains, spilling across the polished wooden floor in long ribbons of warmth. Outside, the gentle rustling of leaves and distant laughter from the garden drifted in through the slightly opened window, creating a peaceful contrast to the storm raging inside Evelyn's heart.She sat quietly on the edge of her bed, both hands wrapped around a cup of tea that had long gone cold.She hadn't taken a single sip. Her mind was elsewhere. Far away...Somewhere between the woman she used to be......and the woman she was becoming.Isa sat comfortably beside her, one leg tucked beneath the other as she watched Evelyn with an amused smile. She had noticed Evelyn's strange mood the moment she returned from Adrian's mansion. There was only one possible explanation."So..." Isa broke the silence, unable to hide the teasing grin tugging at her lips."What exactly is the problem?"Ev

"Mother...?"The word escaped Adrian's lips in little more than a whisper.He stood frozen beside his car, staring at the woman before him as though she were a ghost that had stepped out of a forgotten nightmare.She looked...Nothing like the woman engraved in his childhood memories.The elegant, radiant woman who had once carried him in her arms, whose laughter had chased away his fears......was gone.Standing before him now was merely her shadow.She had grown frighteningly thin, as though life itself had slowly drained from her body. Her once graceful posture had become slightly stooped, her face pale and exhausted. Fine lines surrounded her eyes, and the warmth that had once lived in her smile had been replaced by years of sorrow and regret.She looked...broken."Mother?"Ethan and Bruce echoed almost at the same time, exchanging confused glances.Neither of them had ever expected Adrian's mother to suddenly appear after disappearing for over two decades.The woman smiled weakly

The front door had barely closed behind Evelyn when Adrian walked out of the kitchen wearing a black apron over his crisp white shirt.His sleeves were rolled up to his elbows, exposing his strong forearms dusted lightly with flour. In one hand, he held a wooden spoon, while the other carried a steaming bowl of soup. A few loose strands of hair had fallen over his forehead, giving the usually intimidating CEO an unexpectedly domestic appearance.Evelyn stopped in her tracks.She blinked twice before bursting into laughter."What on earth are you doing coming out of the kitchen wearing an apron?"She folded her arms across her chest, one eyebrow raised in disbelief.Adrian glanced down at himself before looking back at her innocently."What does it look like I'm doing?"He lifted both hands dramatically."Does this look like the attire of someone negotiating billion-dollar contracts?"The family erupted into laughter."He insisted on cooking dinner for all of us," Mrs. Montgomery expla