Todos os capítulos de Married Twice, Loved Once : Capítulo 171 - Capítulo 180

10:20 PM. Vivienne’s Room. Carter Mansion.The house had settled into its usual night rhythm.Distant clinks from the kitchen.A door closing somewhere down the hall.The low hum of the generator kicking in and out like a steady pulse.Vivienne shut her bedroom door behind her and leaned back against it for a second.Not to rest.To listen.Nothing unusual.No footsteps lingering. No voices just outside the door.Still, she stayed there a moment longer, eyes on the handle, as if expecting it to turn.It didn’t.She stepped away.The shopping bags from earlier sat untouched on the chaise. Peach fabric peeked out from one of them, the color too soft, too harmless for what it had become.Armor, she had called it.The word lingered.Vivienne crossed the room slowly and set the Lawrence Holdings file on her bed.It looked ordinary.That was the most dangerous thing about it.A worn leather cover. Slightly frayed edges. No lock. No label that would make anyone curious at a glance.You could

9:00 A.M. Cross Mansion.The dining room buzzed with activity.Fabric swatches, invitation samples, floral catalogs, and venue brochures covered the long mahogany table, turning it into a battlefield disguised as wedding planning.Damian sat at the head of the table, sleeves rolled to his forearms, surprisingly invested in every detail."I don't like the ivory invitations," he said, flipping another sample aside. "They're too plain."The wedding planner blinked."Mr. Cross... these were imported from Italy.""I know," Damian replied calmly. "They're still plain."Aria watched him over the rim of her coffee cup.She had expected him to lose interest after approving the venue.Instead, he had become... excited.Genuinely excited."What about these?" Evelyn asked, sliding another design toward him.Damian studied it carefully before looking at Aria."What do you think?"She forced a warm smile."They're beautiful.""They're perfect," Damian corrected softly.He reached across the table a

12:18 A.M. Carter Mansion. Richard's Study.The silence stretched between them.Richard Carter hadn't moved.Neither had Vivienne.The air in the study suddenly felt too small.Richard slowly straightened his tie, forcing calm back into his expression."You've been spending too much time online," he said evenly.Vivienne tilted her head."So that's your answer?""I don't owe you one."A faint smile touched her lips."No."She stepped farther into the room, quietly closing the study door behind her."But your face already answered me."Richard's jaw tightened."You imagined it.""Did I?"Vivienne's eyes drifted toward the desk.The papers Richard had hurriedly covered were no longer visible.Too quickly.Too carefully."You hide things very fast, Dad."Richard folded his arms."Enough."His voice was firmer now."I've tolerated your strange behavior since the accident because I assumed you were recovering."His gaze hardened."But this obsession ends tonight."Vivienne didn't flinch."

10:15 A.M. Cross Group Headquarters The elevator doors slid open. Aria Carter stepped out with effortless confidence. Dressed in a cream-colored pantsuit with her hair gathered into a sleek low bun, she looked every bit the future Mrs. Cross. Employees immediately straightened. "Good morning, Miss Carter." "Good morning, Miss Carter." She acknowledged each greeting with a polite nod before entering Damian's executive office. Evelyn Grant was already waiting. "You have a full schedule today." Aria sighed as she placed her handbag on the sofa. "When don't I?" Evelyn smiled. "The florist arrives at eleven." "The board meeting begins at noon." "And Global Business Weekly is expecting you at three." Aria pinched the bridge of her nose. "Reschedule the interview." Evelyn blinked. "You've never canceled a media interview." "I've had enough cameras in my face lately." "As you wish." Evelyn made a note on her tablet before looking up again. "There i

8:00 A.M. Cross MansionGolden sunlight filtered through the sheer curtains.Aria stirred awake, instinctively reaching toward the other side of the bed.Empty.She smiled faintly.Damian was already up.She slipped into a silk robe before making her way downstairs.The aroma of freshly brewed coffee filled the mansion.As expected...Damian was seated at the dining table, reading the morning financial reports while Mason stood nearby giving a security briefing."The additional team has already been deployed," Mason reported."The surveillance around Cross Mansion and Cross Group has been increased by forty percent."Damian nodded."Keep them in plain clothes.""I don't want Aria feeling like she's living inside a prison.""Understood, sir."Just then...Aria entered.Damian immediately stood."Good morning."She smiled."Morning."He pulled out a chair for her."You slept?""Barely."She sighed as she sat down."Every time I closed my eyes, I kept seeing that veil."Damian reached ac