All Chapters of Married To My Nemesis: Chapter 101 - Chapter 110

The next morning, Rhys and Hermione stood side by side with their boarding passes in hand. As much as she had enjoyed their honeymoon, she was relieved to be going back home. The last two days had been exhausting. Judith's presence was something she hadn't anticipated, and it had left her feeling unsettled. Thankfully, Hermione didn't think they would be seeing Judith again. Even though she was moving to the capital, the chances of their paths crossing would be slim. Judith would have a job and a home of her own and there would be no reason for her to contact Rhys anymore. And neither would he. Perhaps they might have the occasional friendly catch-up, but that would be all. Back home, she could finally focus on building a real relationship. Hermione stepped forward in line to be checked in. After crossing the gate, she waited for Rhys to get cleared. Just then, his phone rang. He answered and his face darkened. His eyes found hers, and she saw a guilty look flash across his featu

Hermione couldn't move from her spot after Judith left. She was rooted in shock, not just from seeing Judith's true colors, but because some of what she'd said was painfully true. Everything had been her fault. She had been the one who ruthlessly hurt Rhys instead of talking to him. She and her family had driven his family away. She had sent him straight into Judith's arms. She also hadn't been the best wife to him. And now Judith was using every loophole she could find to swoop in. But Hermione wouldn't be a bystander this time. She wouldn't let anyone take away who she loved again — not her father, not Judith. Instead of leaving, she sat on the couch and waited for Rhys to return. Hours later, he did. He looked surprised to see her still there. "Hermione, why are you still here? You didn't have to wait alone," he remarked, approaching her. She didn't reply immediately, and when he got closer, his brow furrowed. "What's wrong?" She scoffed, her anger rising. "What's wrong? Are

"What? Cat got your tongue?" Gianna snickered when Hermione didn't respond. Hermione clenched her fists at her sides, gritting her teeth. Gianna laughed again. "Oh goodness, she really is speechless." Yvonne nudged Hermione slightly. "Hermione, why are you quiet?" "She's silent because she knows Judith spoke the truth. It's good that she's finally stopped acting like the victim, like when she put a wedge between my mom and me because she refused to admit the truth." "She did what?" Judith asked with a shocked look. Gianna pouted, stomping one foot like a wronged child. “Back then she said Rhys got what he deserved. Can you imagine this heartless bitch? It pissed me off so much that I hit her. My mom misunderstood and wanted me to apologize. When I refused, she was furious with me." Hermione remembered her words well. Back then, she'd thought Rhys had betrayed her. Now that she knew the truth, her words must have been infuriating to Gianna. In a way, she understood why Gianna

{Spoilt Windsor Heiress Strikes Again: Bully Allegations Against Her Husband's First Love} The moment Hermione saw the article the next day, her face went pale. Just as she had feared for the longest time, she was at the center of yet another scandal. She scrolled through the endless stream of hate comments beneath the post. Staring at the picture of her "pushing" Judith —which was attached to the article — she felt strangely detached. Perhaps it was because she had already seen it coming. What truly moved her was the photograph right below it: a glimpse of a man's back entering a hospital room, carrying a bouquet of flowers. It was Rhys. "The enigmatic CEO bringing a woman flowers. I knew something was off when he married that Windsor brat so quickly. He was just biding his time for his true love to return," one comment read. "That explains where he went last night," she murmured to herself, forcing herself not to cry. She had already done enough of that last night. Putting her

Rhys went silent for a long moment, gazing at her as if he hadn't expected such a question. "What?" "Just answer me. Why? Was it just to save me from my father because you pitied me?" He loosened his tie, his expression guarded. "Why are you asking this all of a sudden? Why does it matter?" Seeing him dodge the question, she sat up straighter and met his eyes. "Do you love Judith?" He cocked a brow. "What's wrong with you?" Hermione rose to her feet and approached him, stopping right in front of him. "Answer me. I know you were living with her those three days you claimed there was a storm. You lied to me. So tell me, do you still have feelings for her?" "I don't know what you're talking about." "Just admit it. I know you almost married her. You would have, if she hadn't left. Now that she's back, do you want to go back to her?" "And if I say yes, would you let me?" His response hit her like a blow. She stumbled back a step, tears gathering in her eyes. Her worst fears had