All Chapters of MARRIED BY MISTAKE: Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

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THE SECRET WEDDING II

Zara was in front of the mirror two hours later.Sophie's outfit was the correct length for tea. She had beautiful, well-groomed hair—just a little cosmetics to make things better, not change them.She looked like herself.Just the greatest one. "Perfect," Sophie said. "Perfect in every way."Kenya gave her the tiny, simple bouquet, with white orchids and greenery.Lorraine came into the room and started crying right away. "Oh, sweet girl. "You're so pretty." Don't cry, Mom. "You'll make me cry. "It's too late. We're all in tears. It's a wedding. You have to cry.A knock on the door. "Is the bride ready?" Leon asked. We have an automobile ready. "She is ready," Aria said in response.Zara looked in the mirror one last time.She would be Mrs Zara Thompson-Mercer in two hours.Things would be different in two hours."Forever would start in two hours." "Let's go get you married," Sophie replied with tears in her eyes.Manhattan Marriage Bureau, February 14, 2026, at 11:23 AMThe Marriage

The Big Wedding

Saturday, April 26, 2026, at 6:47 AM at Mercer EstateSophie shook Zara's shoulder hard to wake her. "Wedding day! Get up! We have eight hours to make you perfect!" Zara pulled the blanket over her head and said, "I'm already married. Yes, but only family knows that. You get married in front of everyone today. That's a big deal. Now it's time. "We have a plan."Sophie pulled the blanket off. Kenya came in with a bagel and coffee. Eat. Sophie had everything planned out until two o'clock. "It's scary and amazing."Zara sat up and happily took the coffee. Sophie had demanded that she and Marcus stay apart last night because it was "tradition," even though they had been married for seventy-one days.She wanted him back.That was crazy. They had been apart for twelve hours.But nonetheless, "Where is Marcus?" she said. Daniel and my dad are in the guest house. Sophie took out her tablet. "Probably having a similar wake-up experience." "Okay. Timeline. At seven, hair and makeup begin. You s

The Big Wedding II

Saturday, April 26th, 2026 - 1:58 PM - Brooklyn Botanic GardenMarcus stood at the altar, Daniel beside him, trying not to fidget.The garden was packed. Two hundred guests are in their seats. Cherry blossoms drifting on the breeze. String quartet playing softly.Perfect weather. Perfect setting. Perfect moment.His parents sat in the front row—Leon was stoic, but Marcus could see the emotion in his eyes. Aria is already crying.Behind them, rows of familiar faces. Board members. Business associates. Friends.Everyone who mattered.The music shifted. The processional began.First, Kenya, elegant in her bridesmaid dress, grinning at Marcus as she passed.Then Sophie's two other bridesmaids.Then Sophie herself, radiant and emotional, mouthing "Don't you dare cry before I do."Finally, the music changed to the bridal march.Everyone stood.And there she was.Zara.On Leon's arm she had asked him to walk her down the aisle since her father wasn't in her life. Leon had cried when she aske

One Year Later

Saturday, April 26, 2027, at 9:47 AM, at the Mercer-Thompson Penthouse on the Upper East SideZara woke up to the smell of coffee and sunlight streaming in from floor to ceiling.She reached out and felt the empty space next to her in bed. It was Saturday, so Marcus was already up. Even when he tried, the man couldn't sleep past seven.She walked quietly to the kitchen of their new flat, which was the penthouse they had bought six months ago. It was a mix of Marcus's minimalist style and Zara's craving for warmth and colour. The end effect was amazing: modern but cosy, pricey but comfortable.Home.Marcus was making pancakes at the stove while wearing only pyjama trousers. No matter how busy life became, they always made pancakes on Saturday mornings. He didn't turn around when he said, "Morning, wife." Good morning, husband. "How did you know I was awake?" When you wake up, you make this small sighing sound. "I've learned it by heart."He turned, smiling. "One year. Can you believe i

One Year Later II

7:47 PM on Saturday, April 26th, 2027, at Mercer EstateZara's anniversary party was just as she thought it would be: loud, crazy, and full of love.Sophie had turned the Mercer estate into a place to party.Photos from both weddings were displayed everywhere. The dinosaur cake was recreated as a joke. Friends and family mix seamlessly."Speech!" someone called. "The couple needs to give a speech!"Marcus let out a grunt. "We're not good at giving speeches." Say anything you want. I'm quite good at giving speeches. Zara picked up a champagne glass and tapped it to get people's attention. "Okay. Fine. It's time to talk."The room got quiet. I married this man in front of two hundred people exactly one year ago today. I married him two months before that in front of ten people at City Hall. And fourteen months ago, I believed he was a self-important workaholic who would dismiss me in two weeks.Laughter. I was right about the part where you work too much. But not right about anything el

One Year Later

Zara's phone rang with a group chat notice while she was in a meeting. The Mercer-Thompson Mess Lorraine: Update on the grandbaby: Zara's ultrasound went really well. The baby is OK. The due date is October 15th. I'm crying tears of joy. Sophie: I'm going to be an aunt! Finally! I've been waiting forever! Kenya: They got married two years ago. That's not for all time. Sophie: Two years is a long time to wait for nieces and nephews to spoil! Aria: Well done, Zara and Marcus! We are very happy!Leon: A grandchild. I'm—this is wonderful news.MJ: Does this mean I'm going to be Uncle MJ? Because that sounds cool.Daniel: Marcus is going to be a dad. This is terrifying and amazing.Marcus: We're having a baby. A BABY. I'm freaking out.Zara: You're supposed to be in the board meeting. Why are you on your phone?Marcus: Because we're having a BABY. The board can wait.Sophie: What are we having? Boy? Girl? Do you know yet?Zara: Too early to tell.We'll find out at the next ultrasound.

The Forgotten Daughter

March 2023, Three Years Ago"Absolutely not," Leon answered, not even raising his eyes from his paperwork, while Sophia Elena Mercer stood in her father's office with her hands clasped at her sides, trying not to cry. "You're not dropping out of business school to pursue fashion design.""I'm not going to quit. I'm moving. Parsons is not Wharton, but it does have a great program. Mercers goes to Wharton. Your brother received his Wharton degree. You'll receive your degree from Wharton." Marcus desired business. Design is what I want. Dad, we're not the same person.At last, Leon looked up, his face stern. You belong to the Mercer family. That's significant. That is significant. accountability. You don't discard that in order to experiment with fabric.The words hurt. I'm not participating. This is a severe matter. I have a vision, a portfolio, and professorial recommendations." Within a year, such a vision will fail. How many fashion designers do you know? Not even 1%. The others fail

Two Years Later - The Launch

Brooklyn's Sophie's Studio, May 2025Sophie looked around her Williamsburg studio, a converted warehouse that had cost her every last cent, and tried not to freak out.In a week, Chen Designs would launch.A week prior to the debut of her first official collection at the emerging designer presentation during New York Fashion Week.She had one week to disprove her father.or utterly failed in front of everyone who was important. From the other side of the room, Jessica Martinez said, "Stop spiraling." Sitting among fabric samples, Sophie's business partner and best friend appeared far too composed for someone whose entire future depended on this launch. "I can see you spiraling from here.""I'm not on a downward spiral. I'm evaluating our odds of complete failure realistically.""Same thing." Jessica stood, crossing to Sophie. "Listen. The collection is beautiful. The models are booked. The venue is confirmed. The press is interested. We've done everything right.""Except secure actual

The Restructure

January 2026: The Studio of SophieSophie felt as though she was seeing her remodelled workspace for the first time as she stood in front of it.The financial study conducted by Zara had served as a wake-up call.Sophie had spent two years as a designer, ignoring the business side of Chen Designs.That ended now.She'd spent the last three weeks implementing every suggestion Zara made. New fabric suppliers—vetted, negotiated, secured. New manufacturers—mid-tier quality, lower costs, same output.All prices have increased by 25% under the new pricing structure.She had also done something that she had vowed never to do.She had sought guidance from her father.Not money. Not an investment. Just—advice.Leon had been surprisingly helpful. Connected her with supply chain experts. Reviewed her contracts. Helped her understand the financial infrastructure she'd been ignoring.They'd even had civil conversations. Brief, businesslike, but civil.Progress.Jessica appeared in the doorway. "Th

The Date

Friday, June 26, 2026 NighttimeSophie changed her clothes seven times.Too stiff. Not serious enough. Too much "I'm trying too hard." Not putting up enough effort.In the end, she chose a dress she had made herself. It was midnight blue, simple yet lovely, with small touches that only someone who was paying attention would notice.James would see it if he were paying attention.If he wasn't, though, she'd know this wasn't what she thought it was.Jessica stood in the doorway of her room. "You look great." Stop thinking too much. I'm not thinking too much. "I'm planning how I look on purpose." You are thinking too much. Jessica was sitting on the bed."Sophie. It's only dinner. With a kind guy who helped you get through a litigation. "That's all there is to it." What if I want it to be harder? Then let it be. But don't make up your mind before you've had appetisers. Jessica's face softened."You deserve this. Someone who notices you. Who aids you? "Who wants nothing but you?" What if

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