MARRIED TO MR POPULAR 의 모든 챕터: 챕터 31 - 챕터 40

By noon the next day, the sound of honking broke through the quiet of the Sinclair residence. Cynthia looked up from her phone, recognizing the familiar silver car rolling through the gates. Louisa hopped out even before the driver came to a full stop, her braids bouncing as she waved excitedly.“Girl!” Louisa shouted, half running toward Cynthia. “You didn’t tell me your parents bought you an actual car! You’re just wicked!”Cynthia laughed, meeting her halfway with open arms. “You already saw it online! You were literally the first person to comment.”Louisa rolled her eyes playfully. “Seeing it online and sitting in it are two different things.” She eyed the silver car parked in the driveway with open admiration. “She’s fine, girl. Like, sleek-sleek. I could marry her.”“Hands off,” Cynthia teased, twirling the keys. “She’s mine.”Minutes later, they were sitting inside the car with music playing low in the background. Louisa leaned back, kicking off her sandals as Cynthia fiddled

The hall was alive laughter echoing, music thumping, lights flashing across dancing faces. Cynthia and Louisa slipped in through the glass doors, instantly swept up by the buzz of their classmates. It was strange to think this would be the last time they’d all be in the same room together, celebrating before everyone went their separate ways.“Cyn!” someone called, waving them over to the drinks table. They laughed, posed for pictures, and clinked glasses of fruit punch as the DJ announced, “To the graduating class of Hillcrest Academy!” Cheers erupted, glasses lifted, and the night officially began.Louisa leaned close, grinning. “Tell me you’re having fun already.”Cynthia laughed, her eyes glittering under the lights. “You know I always do when I’m with you.”They danced together, twirling and laughing until their cheeks hurt. Every now and then, someone stopped them for pictures or compliments about Cynthia’s new car, Louisa’s outfit, or their perfect friendship. It felt like the

The warm shower felt like heaven. Cynthia let the water run over her face, washing away the dizziness and fragments of confusion from the night before. The scent of ocean breeze mixed with lavender soap filled the air, grounding her. She exhaled softly, trying to steady her thoughts.She replayed the last few hours in her mind the party, the darkness, waking up in Xavier’s room, him standing there, calm and shirtless as if nothing in the world could faze him. Her pulse skipped again at the memory.When she finally stepped out, she wrapped herself in a soft white towel and stared at her reflection in the mirror. “You need to breathe,” she whispered to herself. “He just helped you, that’s all.”Still, when she slipped into the simple sundress she’d found folded neatly on a chair probably placed there by him she couldn’t help but wonder if he had chosen it. It fit her perfectly.As she descended the stairs, the faint smell of bacon and coffee drifted through the air. Her stomach growled

The night air was cool and calm as the car glided along the road. The world outside was a blur of streetlights and sleeping houses, and Cynthia sat quietly in the passenger seat, her gaze lost in the reflection of the city against the window.Xavier’s car hummed softly, the leather interior faintly scented with salt from the sea. Neither of them spoke for a while. The silence between them was comfortable, almost heavy in the way it held unsaid words. Cynthia traced a line on the window with her finger, replaying the evening in her mind—the stroll, the laughter, the way his hand had brushed against her hair.It still didn’t make sense how everything had changed so quickly. A few days ago, he was just the son of her father’s business partner, someone she was supposed to tolerate for the sake of family. Now, there was something unfamiliar in the air whenever they were together, something she couldn’t name.She turned her head slightly to look at him. His hands rested easily on the wheel,

The afternoon sun streamed softly through the curtains of Cynthia’s room, washing everything in a mellow glow. She sat cross-legged on her bed, still in her pajamas, her hair pulled up in a messy bun. Her phone was pressed to her ear, and Louisa’s voice came through loud and bright as always.“Girl, you better start talking. You’ve been dodging my calls since yesterday,” Louisa began dramatically. “You disappeared, woke up in a strange place, then suddenly you’re all calm and collected? I need the full gist before I start thinking you were kidnapped by pirates.”Cynthia laughed quietly, leaning back against her pillow. “You’re so ridiculous. I told you already, I’m fine.”“That’s not gist, that’s an excuse. What happened? Start from when you woke up.”Cynthia hesitated, chewing on her bottom lip. “It wasn’t what I expected,” she finally said. “When I opened my eyes, I was in this really beautiful room , like something out of a movie. White curtains, sea breeze, everything smelled like