SCANDAL IN HIS BED 의 모든 챕터: 챕터 141 - 챕터 150

It was exactly a week to the wedding, and the air already carried that unmistakable mix of excitement and chaos that only weddings could bring.Dianne adjusted the strap of her bag as Roy pulled up in front of Nadia’s place. The moment the car slowed, her lips curved into a smile she couldn’t hide.“You’re smiling already,” Roy said, glancing at her sideways. “I haven’t even dropped you off.”“Of course I am,” Dianne replied. “It’s Nadia. I haven’t seen her properly in weeks.”Roy chuckled as he parked. “I know. Just don’t forget me while you’re busy being chief bridesmaid.”She leaned over and kissed his cheek. “Impossible.”He turned to her, lowering his voice dramatically. “Remember, I’m handing you over to a house full of women. I don’t know what plans you people have there.”“Oh, please,” Dianne laughed as she opened the door. “You’ll be with Aaron. I’m sure you both will survive.”Roy stepped out too and pulled her into a brief hug. “I’ll pick you later if needed. Enjoy yourself

After the laughter, music, and chaos of the after-party, Dianne and Roy finally slipped away from the crowd. The night air was cool, and the street outside glowed softly under the warm light of the hotel’s lamps. Roy held her hand tightly as they walked toward the private suite he had booked for them.“I can’t believe we survived that party,” Dianne laughed, her cheeks flushed from dancing and excitement.“You mean, we survived everyone laughing at us while we danced like maniacs?” Roy teased, squeezing her hand.“Exactly that,” she said, rolling her eyes, but the smile on her face made him grin.Once inside the suite, Dianne dropped her clutch onto the side table and leaned against the doorway, taking a deep breath. “Finally… peace and quiet,” she muttered, glancing at him.Roy chuckled, stepping closer. “And finally just us.” He wrapped his arms around her waist, pulling her gently against him. “I missed this… missed you.”Dianne buried her face into his chest, breathing in the fami

A few weeks had passed since Dianne finally moved out of Greenwich. The transition had been smooth, though she felt a pang of nostalgia every time she glanced at her old apartment. But now, with Roy by her side and the excitement of their wedding planning in full swing, her focus had shifted entirely.The morning sun filtered through the large windows of their apartment, where stacks of wedding magazines and planners were spread across the dining table. Nadia was perched on one side, tablet in hand, scrolling through décor ideas, while Dianne sat across her, jotting notes.“Oh my God, D, look at this!” Nadia exclaimed, tapping her screen. “They have these flower arrangements that are exactly what I imagined for your centerpieces. And the colors—they’re perfect for your theme!”Dianne leaned over to see. “Hmm, I love it! But maybe we can add a touch of gold to match the invitations?”Nadia nodded eagerly. “Yes! And the cake—I think we need to taste a few options before we finalize anyt

Morning crept in gently, sunlight slipping through the sheer curtains and painting soft patterns across the room. The world felt quieter somehow—calmer, warmer. Dianne stirred first.For a few seconds, she simply lay there, cocooned in warmth. Then she felt it—Roy’s arm securely around her waist, his chest rising steadily against her back. A slow smile curved her lips as reality settled in.I’m married.She turned carefully in his arms, just enough to see his face. Roy was still asleep, lashes resting against his cheeks, his expression relaxed in a way she hadn’t seen often before. Seeing him like this—unguarded, peaceful—made her chest swell.“Good morning, husband,” she whispered, more to herself than to him.As if summoned by the word, Roy hummed softly and tightened his hold, pulling her closer. His eyes fluttered open a second later, still heavy with sleep.“Mm… good morning, wife,” he murmured, voice low and rough.She laughed quietly. “I like the sound of that.”He smiled, lift

The next morning was calm and slow.Sunlight filtered gently through the curtains, painting soft patterns across the bedroom. Dianne was half-awake, lying on her side, one hand resting unconsciously on her stomach. Roy was still asleep beside her, his breathing even, one arm thrown protectively around her waist.Her phone buzzed on the bedside table.She reached for it carefully, smiling when she saw Nadia calling.She slid out of bed quietly and padded into the sitting room before answering.“Hey you,” Dianne said softly.“D!” Nadia’s voice came through immediately. “How are you feeling this morning? I’ve been meaning to call since yesterday.”Dianne sank onto the couch. “I’m much better. Still a little weak, but I’m fine.”Nadia exhaled loudly. “Thank God. You scared me when Roy mentioned you collapsed.”Dianne smiled. “I know. I scared myself too.”There was a brief pause, then Nadia’s voice softened.“I’m really sorry I couldn’t come to the hospital,” she said. “Everything happene