All Chapters of Marrying My Ex-Fiancé's Cousin: Chapter 361 - Chapter 370

Bruce and Claudia's relationship was fake. Their intimate contact and closeness had been a performance for others.A dizzying, almost overwhelming surge of ecstasy rose within Isolde, shattering the heavy weight that had pressed on her chest moments before.Isolde's heart pounded against her ribs. She lifted a hand to her chest, which felt scalding hot. Without realizing it, had her feelings for Bruce already deepened to this extent?The pain of his betrayal could tear her apart, yet the thought of his innocence could lift her from hell to the clouds in an instant.Her emotions—joy, anger, sorrow, happiness—slipped beyond her control.The realization made her chest tremble.Isolde had never been indecisive or hesitant. Now that she understood her own heart, she had no reason to retreat or hide.She had to go back to Bruce. She had to ask him face to face. Was what Ezra said true? What exactly had he hidden from her, and how much?She turned at once and retraced her steps.Mean

When Claudia stepped out of the hot spring, wrapped in her luxurious mink shawl, she walked straight into chaos.Bruce's men ran in all directions. Even the royal guards had been roused, leaving a messy trail of footprints across the snow.Her striking blue eyes swept over the scene, her delicate brows drawing together. "What happened?"She moved toward Bruce, her heels clicking along the snow-dusted path. Her gaze dropped to the deep crease between his brows, to the anxiety in his expression. "Has Isolde been kidnapped?"The thought darkened her face. She did not get along with Isolde. More than anyone, she wanted that woman gone from Bruce's side. Even so, this was her territory. No one was allowed to pull such a stunt under her nose, within the boundaries of the palace. This was not only an affront to her. It was a blatant challenge to royal authority."Who dared do this?" Claudia's voice turned cold. "Laura, mobilize a squad of royal guards. Go investigate immediately.""We f

Bruce's brows knit tightly, his expression drawn with annoyance, frustration, and a barely restrained irritability."Isolde." He ground her name out through clenched teeth. "Don't you understand? I don't need your gratitude. I don't need you to honor the contract. You don't have to keep enduring life by my side. It wasn't easy for me to make this decision. Don't take it for granted."He stepped forward and closed the distance. His voice dropped, edged with a vicious threat. "You can't handle the consequences of teasing me."He expected her to be afraid, to retreat, to look at him the way she used to, with that gentle yet distant gaze.But she didn't. Isolde studied his deliberately fierce expression and suddenly laughed.Her smile was faint, like the first ray of sunlight breaking through clouds, impossibly warm.She did not respond. Instead, she walked past him to the car parked by the roadside and got in.She leaned halfway out of the window and looked at him, still frozen in

Isolde skimmed the menu, then began to order. "Garlic butter lobster, grilled chicken breast, slow-roasted pork shoulder, roasted seasonal vegetables…"She listed each dish with ease. Most were Bruce's favorites.Bruce had deliberately looked away, but his gaze drifted back to her without his noticing. Each dish she named struck him like a quiet blow, sending a tremor through his chest."And fried squid rings." After finishing, Isolde lifted her eyes and smiled at him. "Anything else you want?"Bruce studied her. She was too proactive. So proactive that it felt unreal, like a beautiful dream he had stepped into without warning.His throat tightened. His Adam's apple bobbed. Then he spoke to the waiter in a low voice. "No fried squid rings."Isolde frowned. "Why not? I heard from Walter that you really like that dish."His breathing faltered again. She had gone out of her way to ask Walter about him.Something deep within him pressed forward, almost impossible to contain. His vo

Isolde sat beside Bruce and glanced at the screen of his phone.She knew those media accounts liked to spin stories from a single image, but this situation stemmed from Bruce and Claudia's so-called "relationship," and the public had already assumed she was about to be cast aside.Under those assumptions, even an ordinary meal could be labeled a final supper.She lowered her gaze to her bandaged hands, her expression dimming for a moment.Then she lifted her head and smiled brightly at Bruce. "A breakup meal usually happens only once. For us, we'll eat together tomorrow, and we'll eat together next year. When we're old, when all our teeth are gone and we can only drink soup, we'll still eat together."What kind of breakup meal can be eaten thousands of times?"'Thousands of times…' The anger that had been building in Bruce's chest faded at once under her words."Don't pay attention to that nonsense online. Eat first. Afterward, let's go watch a movie, okay?"Bruce paused. "Watc