All Chapters of Married Twice, Loved Once : Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

The rooftop bar at Daccii was dim, warm, and loud enough to drown a bad day but quiet enough for secrets. Damian and Max sat in a private corner booth, whiskey glasses glowing under the amber light.Max raised his drink first.“To forty freaking million dollars,” he said. “Bro, you pulled it off. Cross Empire is officially untouchable.”They clinked glasses.Damian exhaled, shoulders finally dropping. “Feels good, man. Really good.”Max grinned. “You needed a win. You’ve been looking like someone stole your last jollof for weeks.”Damian chuckled. “Yeah… Selene has been on my neck nonstop.”“I noticed,” Max said. “Every time I call, your voice sounds like you’re being held hostage.”Damian took a long sip, then leaned back, eyes distant.“There’s something else.”Max’s smile dropped. “What happened?”Damian rubbed his jaw, hesitating — then said it.“I confirmed it today. Selene is pregnant.”Max froze mid-sip.“What?”“Yeah.” Damian nodded slowly. “We saw my doctor. He ran the tests.

Before Aria could respond, the door swung open with a loud bang.“Damian! I need you!” Selene’s voice rang through the room, sharp and urgent.Damian turned, eyebrow raised, his patience already thinning.“Selene, what is it? This better not be another one of your dramatics,” he said, his tone low but steady, the kind that demanded attention.Selene froze mid-step, then walked closer, hands flailing slightly. “Damian, I just… I need to make sure everything is set for the wedding. The vendors, the venue… and—and the doctor appointment! I can’t handle any delays, I just—”He cut her off, stepping in front of her. “Selene. Stop. Take a breath and calm down. You barging into my meetings, shouting like this—it’s not how we handle things.”She huffed, frustrated. “Calm down? You don’t understand! Everything is moving so fast, and I just—”“I do understand,” Damian interrupted, his voice firm. “I understand that you’re panicking. But you don’t get to drag me into it like I’m some bystander t

The glass doors slid open, and Damian walked into the boardroom with that quiet power people could feel before they even looked up. Everyone stood briefly—Mr. Carter, Daniel, and the rest of the board.“Good morning, everyone,” Damian said, taking his seat at the head of the table. “Let’s get straight to business. We have a lot to cover.”The room settled. Evelyn clicked her tablet and the screen lit up.Damian turned toward the group.“Before we dive into projections, I’d like to introduce someone. This is Mr. Daniel Pete, CEO of A.C. World Empire, our newest strategic investor.”Polite applause followed. Daniel nodded, smiling like a man who knew he was stepping into big territory.Mr. Carter leaned forward. “Damian, you’ve brought in some very interesting names lately. What market gap is A.C. World filling for Cross Empire?”Damian interlocked his fingers calm, confident.“A.C. World has strong leverage in international logistics and distribution. They’re dominant in three regions

Damian paced his office like a man carrying a full building on his shoulder. His voice was low, tight, and exhausted as he held the phone to his ear.“She’s left this house since Sunday, bro…”Max nearly choked on his drink.“Wait—SUNDAY? Bro, today is FRIDAY. Are you dead serious right now?”Damian pinched the bridge of his nose.“Yes. I’m counting the days like an inmate.”“What actually happened?” Max asked, voice dropping into that older-brother tone.Damian exhaled hard.“I told her about Selene being pregnant. She said she already knew. That shocked me.”He paused. “Then I told her not to cause drama during the wedding preparations. I even suggested we could fake a divorce to keep the public calm. That was it.”There was a long silence.Then Max said, very flatly:“Bro… are you hearing yourself? Because I’m hearing nonsense.”Damian frowned. “What do you mean?”“You told your fake legal wife—in her face—that you’re worried she’ll embarrass you because your girlfriend is pregnant

The next day, Aria packed her bags neatly. Her parents stood by the doorway, both looking like they were sending their only child to war.“In whatever you do, my child, be careful,” Mr. Carter said, voice weighed down with regret. “I wish I could go back in time and set things right.”Aria squeezed his hand, smiling softly. “Dad, it’s okay. I’ve got this. Everything will be fine.”Her mother pulled her into a warm hug. “Be strong, sweetie. Don’t let anyone walk over you.”“I won’t, Mom.”They walked her to the car. Peter, her driver, opened the door for her.“Goodbye, my darling,” her mother waved.“Text us when you get there,” her father added, like he knew she wouldn’t.“Love you both!” she said as the car rolled out.TWO HOURS LATER : :CROSS MANSIONPeter parked by the fountain. Aria stepped out, sunglasses on, confidence dialed to 100.The mansion doors opened immediately. One of the maids rushed over.“Good afternoon, ma’am!”“Good afternoon,” Aria replied, dropping onto the couc