Lahat ng Kabanata ng Married for Revenge, Unexpected Love : Kabanata 21 - Kabanata 27

ADRIAN'S POVI drove to another mansion six miles away."What happened to you sir?" Are you okay? The guard in charge of the mansion asked.I nodded, my throat dry, blood seeping, soaking my shirt as I walked straight to the restroom.I stood in front of the mirror, restless, mind wandering to the earlier scenes. I could still see it, the way she looked at me, the tears in her eyes. I was supposed to feel good, to be satisfied with what I was doing to her.To see her in pain.To see her reaching her breaking point.Yet, I feel none of those things. Instead, I'm angry.So fucken angry at myself.I took out the pen knife, pulled off my soaked shirt. I bet she felt like a horrible person. I took deep breaths before using the knife to carefully extract the bullet. I grit my teeth as the bloodied bullet falls off. I washed the blood away, took a warm bath, and applied plaster, first aid......."Meow." Rio moved towards me. I stroked it gently, trying to forget. I don't want to think

Zey *I was stuck—always with Adrian. I couldn't stop thinking about how different life could’ve been if I’d married someone I actually loved. My mind kept drifting to Colton and Anne, to the way everything between them seemed so beautiful, almost perfect. But here I was, trapped in this fix, still drowning in guilt over what had happened between Adrian and me. It had been three days. Three days since I pulled the trigger. And every second since, I’d been on edge. His dark presence loomed like a shadow, a constant reminder of that night. A night filled with dread—one that left me shaken to my core. Adrian was more dangerous than I had ever imagined. Unpredictable, cold, relentless. He could do anything. And worst of all, he would never stop torturing me. The door creaked open. My breath caught as he stepped inside. His polished shoes echoed on the marble floor, his suit immaculate, his face unreadable as always. “We have to go,” he said flatly. “Get ready.” Then, just

Zey*The forest thinned, but every step felt heavier, as if the earth itself were trying to pull me back to him. My throat was raw from the cold air and the desperate gulps I took between sobs. I didn’t stop. I couldn’t.Then—I heard it.A distant hum. Tires crunching gravel. My legs carried me faster than I thought possible, tearing through the underbrush until I broke onto a narrow road, nearly collapsing at the sight of a silver pickup truck crawling past.I stumbled into the road, waving my arms wildly. “Please! Stop—please!”The truck screeched to a halt. A man jumped out, startled but cautious. “Are you—what happened?”“My husband—" "he’s back there—he’s burning up, I think he’s sick—please, I need help.”Whether it was my wild eyes or the panic in my voice, I didn’t know—but he nodded. “Show me.”We ran back together. The forest didn’t seem so cold now. Only quiet. Like it was holding its breath.When we reached Adrian, the man knelt beside him, checked his pulse, muttered a

ADRIANHe jerked at the chains. His eyes locked on mine, venomous. "You don’t deserve her."The man beside him snarled. "You’re a fucking monster."I laughed, slow and unbothered. I leaned forward, my voice like ice. "Too bad.""She’s mine now. And she will be… for a very long time."---"You’ll pay for this, bastard," kamin growled."For every tear you made her shed."I stepped closer, watching their faces twist."You want to know what’ll break her most?" A pause. A breath. "Locking up the both of you."They tensed. Rage flickered in Vance’s eyes. And I smiled."I’ll do it without hesitation."The silence that followed was delicious. Satisfying. Their shock, their fury… it tasted like revenge."She’ll hate you," Vance spat. "You’ll regret this.""I’m counting on it," I said, calm. Then turned to the guards. "Lock them up."***Minutes later, I stepped into the mansion. Quiet. Too quiet.No sign of Zey.Something in my chest tightened.I moved quickly—through the hall