All Chapters of The Husband Who Fell in Love With Me Twice : Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

ASHLEY I glanced up at the wall clock, my pen stilled mid-motion. 10:00 a.m. Selene was late. That alone wasn’t unusual, but not without a message. Not without a call. My fingers tightened slightly around the pen as unease settled in my chest. She hadn't looked right last night. And the tension I had walked into between her and Sebastian… it hadn't sit right with me since. "Have you tried calling her?"I nearly jumped, my head snapping toward the voice. "Jesus, Anton." I pressed a hand briefly to my chest, exhaling. "Make some noise when you walk this close." He didn't apologize. Just stood there, watching me. "Is Selene not coming to work today?" I straightened from where I'd been leaning against the desk, crossing my arms like it might steady me. "I don't know." "Call her." A dry laugh escaped me as I reached for my phone, waving it slightly. "Like I haven’t done that. She’s not picking up." Anton’s lips pressed together befor

SEBASTIAN / SELENE The waiting room had never felt this suffocating. I sat there, elbows braced on my knees, hands clasped tightly as I stared at the tiled floor. The silence pressed in, broken only by the distant beeping of machines and the occasional hurried footsteps. She was behind those doors. And I couldn't do a damn thing. "Mr. Kingsley." I looked up sharply as Doctor Alonso approached. My body straightened instinctively. "How is she?" "She’s stable," he answered calmly. Air slipped back into my lungs, but it didn't ease the tightness in my chest. "What happened to her?" "High fever caused by exhaustion," he explained. "But this didn't happen overnight. Her body has been under a lot of stress. Dehydration, alcohol intake, lack of rest... it all built up." A slow tension coiled along my jaw. I should have noticed. I should have been there. "But she'll be fine," Doctor Alonso continued. "I’ll prescribe medication for her. Just make sure she gets pro

ASHLEY I slipped the last file into place and closed the cabinet, taking a moment to straighten the stack before stepping out of the storage room. The moment I walked out, I stopped short. Jordan was heading straight toward me. I dipped my head in a brief acknowledgment, already moving to pass him, but his voice stopped me. "I heard Selene is absent today. Did she tell you why she couldn’t come in?" I exhaled quietly, turning back to face him. "I haven't had the chance to speak with her," I admitted. "But I was able to reach Mr. Kingsley. He said she's fine." Jordan gave a small nod, though something in his expression didn't quite settle. "If you're worried," I added, folding my arms, "why don’t you try calling her yourself?" He blinked, clearly caught off guard. "Me?" He pointed at his chest. "Yes, you." I arched a brow. "You’re her brother. There’s nothing wrong with checking up on her." He smacked his lips lightly, shoving his hands into his pockets

SEBASTIAN/ SELENE She thanked me. That was the part that stayed. Not the way she looked. Not the way she felt in my arms. But the sincerity in her voice when she said it meant something. I wasn't used to that. And I didn't know what to do with it. When I said I wasn't even close to figuring her out, I meant it. Selene was... impossible to read. Like a puzzle that refused to come together. The closer you thought you were to understanding it, the more you realized you had barely scratched the surface. Somehow, that only made me want to try harder. And God help me, I wanted her too much. Too much to ignore. Too much to walk away from. Last night, I had used her condition as an excuse to slow things down before I lost control of myself completely. It had worked. Barely. I hadn't even tasted the food we ate. Every small movement she made, every word she spoke, pulled my attention back to her like I had no say in it. Like I was

JORDAN In the corporate world, nothing stayed hidden for long. Every major conglomerate had its own private intelligence network, encrypted platforms where subsidiaries exchanged updates the public would never see. And since Henderson Atelier sat comfortably under the Kingsley Group umbrella, access to their internal movement wasn’t difficult at all. Which was why the news reached me so quickly. Sebastian Kingsley fails to secure billion-dollar deal with GB Enterprise. I paused. That alone was enough to make me sit back. Sebastian Kingsley didn't fail. At least, not in anything that mattered. The man had a reputation built on precision—on always closing what others couldn’t even begin. So this... was new. And suspiciously timed. A slow exhale left me as I leaned forward, fingers brushing across my keyboard. A few searches later, the pieces began to align. He hadn't attended the meeting. And Selene hadn’t been reachable. According to Ashley,