All Chapters of Married The Wrong Groom: Chapter 201 - Chapter 208

William Cole“Where are they?” I asked the second we arrived at the dock where the boat had been hidden, my voice sharp with impatience and exhaustion after everything that had already happened that night.We had been delayed because of another mafia organization that suddenly decided to interfere in a war that had never involved them in the first place. The chaos they caused forced us to split our attention, and Astley ended up shoving the responsibility onto me without hesitation. As if dealing with one disaster wasn’t already enough.“They’re still there; they only have five minutes left.” Orange pointed toward the far end of the area, and the moment I heard those words, I sprinted in that direction.My heartbeat was pounding violently against my chest with every step I took, but the scene waiting for me there was something I couldn’t fully process.Kassandrah Lilac Crimson was being dragged away by the Smiths alongside Chester, both of them surrounded by armed men on every side.

Alliyah AgustinPhilip let out a heavy breath before slowly shaking his head, a faint and awkward chuckle escaping his lips.“Sorry, my reaction must have seemed strange to you, didn’t it?” he said before his expression softened. “I just remembered everything he endured during this war. Honestly, that man is practically a superhuman.”He leaned back slightly and folded his arms across his chest as if recalling the countless moments he had witnessed firsthand.“He was hit by more bullets than anyone should realistically survive, and even after all that, he still managed to carry you back to the boat after the explosion. Most people would have collapsed on the spot, but Alex kept moving.”My chest tightened as I listened.“He's terrifying in his own way,” Philip continued quietly. “Not because he's cruel or reckless, but because there isn't a limit to what he's willing to sacrifice for the people he loves.”His gaze lowered briefly before he looked back at me.“He would do absolutely an

Alexander Nicholas AstleyFrom the moment I saw her walking down the aisle, handed over to me through an arrangement neither of us truly chose, I knew something in my life was about to change.For most of my life, change had never come quietly. It usually arrived with bloodshed, danger, and destruction. Every major turning point I had experienced was accompanied by chaos, leaving scars that never truly healed. I had become accustomed to living in a world where peace was temporary and violence was inevitable.Yet when I looked at her for the very first time, none of those things came to mind. Instead, I felt something unfamiliar.It was calm.Refreshing.For the first time in years, it felt as though someone had opened a window in a room I had been trapped inside for far too long. Looking at her felt like breathing fresh air after spending years suffocating in darkness. There was something about her presence that made me feel lighter, as though all the sins I had accumulated througho

Alexander Nicholas AstleyThe moment I arrived at the wedding venue, I discovered that remaining still was completely impossible. Although I stood in front of the altar where everyone expected me to patiently wait for the ceremony to begin, my feet refused to cooperate. I found myself pacing back and forth across the polished wooden platform, unable to contain the restless anticipation that had been building inside me for weeks. Every passing second felt unbearably slow, stretching into what seemed like entire minutes, and every glance toward the entrance only made the wait feel even longer. After everything we had been through together, after every hardship, every separation, every near-death experience that had threatened to take one of us away from the other, all I wanted was to see her walking toward me so I could finally call her my wife once again.A familiar laugh sounded beside me, immediately drawing my attention away from the entrance. “Relax, Astley. Your bride isn't going