MARRIED TO MR POPULAR 의 모든 챕터: 챕터 51 - 챕터 60

Morning sunlight filtered softly across the bedroom curtains, the golden glow slowly nudging Cynthia awake. She blinked groggily, stretched a little, and felt the faint soreness in her shoulders from the long swim the night before. Her heart tightened at the memory of Xavier by the pool, his eyes warm and too observant, the air between them charged with something she wasn’t ready to acknowledge.She rolled onto her back and exhaled.Today, she told herself, would be normal. Calm. No unnecessary emotions. No jealousy. No tension.A soft knock on her door shattered that illusion.Cynthia sat up instantly, pulling the sheet closer. She cleared her throat, trying to sound normal.“Come in.”The door opened and Xavier stepped in, dressed in a white linen shirt and light trousers that made him look annoyingly good for someone visiting so early. His hair was slightly damp, a clear sign he had showered recently. He held a small box in one hand and a faint smile tugged at his lips.“Good morni

The first light of dawn slipped quietly through the kitchen window, brushing softly across the counters and the gleaming tiles. The air smelled faintly of salt and the ocean beyond, still lingering from the night before. I stretched, the warmth of the morning sun crawling across my shoulders, and inhaled slowly. Today felt different. Calm. Yet my heart still raced a little, a leftover from the tension and closeness of last night on the boat.I shook my head and moved to the fridge. I needed breakfast. Something simple. Something I could control while the world around me felt chaotic. Cooking had always been a grounding ritual for me, a way to think and focus, and this morning it was no different.I pulled out eggs, bread, and some fresh fruit, setting them on the counter. I flicked on the stove and waited for the pan to heat, my mind wandering even as I cracked the eggs into the bowl. The soft sizzle sounded like a quiet reminder that life continued, mundane and ordinary, even when em

The evening air was warm and fragrant with the scent of the ocean, carrying a soft saltiness that mixed with the subtle aroma of fresh flowers Xavier had placed around the patio. The sun had finally dipped below the horizon, leaving a faint blush of pink and orange in the sky, while lanterns and flickering candles cast golden pools of light across the wooden deck.I stepped out onto the patio, my dress flowing lightly in the breeze. Xavier stood at the far end, waiting, his posture relaxed but commanding, the dim candlelight catching the sharp angles of his face. He smiled as he saw me approach, a slow, almost private smile that made my heart skip a beat.“Wow,” I whispered, taking in the scene. The table was set perfectly, white linen and polished cutlery glinting in the candlelight, small bouquets of delicate flowers scattered artfully across the surface. Soft music drifted from hidden speakers, mingling with the sound of waves lapping against the shore.“You like it?” Xavier’s voic

The house felt different without Xavier.For two long days Cynthia moved through the villa like someone learning how to breathe in a new world. It was not sadness exactly, more like an ache of absence, a missing warmth that she kept noticing in the quietest moments. She would catch herself turning to say something to him, only to find empty air. She would wake up in the morning and half expect to hear his voice downstairs or see his shoes by the door. The silence pressed against her like soft cotton, harmless but heavy.On the first day she stayed mostly inside, curled on the couch with a book she never truly read. Her mind was too noisy for words to make sense. She kept replaying the last moment she saw him, the way he had hugged her with more feeling than she expected, the reluctant way he let go. She wondered what was happening back home. She wondered if he was eating properly. She wondered why it mattered so much.The second day she tried to distract herself. She walked around the

Cynthia stepped carefully along the glowing path, her fingers tightening around Xavier’s letter as the soft lanterns guided her deeper into the island. The night air wrapped around her like warm silk, carrying the scent of ocean breeze and jasmine. Her heart wouldn’t slow; each step made it beat faster, louder, as if already sensing what waited ahead.The path curved gently, leading her through a row of tall palm trees wrapped in strands of fairy lights. The golden glow shimmered along her skin, making her dress gleam with every movement. She swallowed, her breath catching as she walked past hanging lanterns shaped like floating stars. The entire island looked like a scene pulled out of a dream crafted with intentional care.Then she saw it.A clearing opened before her, wide and breathtaking. The sand had been smoothed perfectly, a polished wooden deck built atop it. Candles flickered on every side, forming a ring of warm light. Petals in shades of red and white carpeted the floor. O