All Chapters of Married To My Nemesis: Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

Rhys tilted his head. “How may I help you?" he asked. Adriana took a step closer, eyes determined. "Did you know I was supposed to walk on the runway today?" Her voice was hoarse. He gave a blank stare. "What does that have to do with me?" Adriana scoffed. “You didn't even ask why I wasn't able to." Rhys remained silent. Seeing that he wouldn't answer, she continued, "It was because of your wife. I just wanted to tell you that you don't know the woman you married. Hermione is vile and heartless. She paid off reporters and revealed vile accusations against me with deepfake pictures as evidence. You should be scared of her. She's not the angel she pretends to be. She's done this several times before. Do you know Sarah Granger? She's in a detention center abroad because of your wife. She's ruined a lot of lives. I'm just a struggling model. How could she have done this to me?" She cried. "Hermione has al

The sound of running water woke Hermione up the next morning. When she felt beside her, she realized she was alone on the bed and sat up. Rhys was in the bathroom having a shower.Not wanting to stay idle, she opened his closet to get a better look and saw rows and rows of suits.‘I could pick out his outfit for the day,' she thought as she started browsing through the closet excitedly.Soon, she laid out a suit on the bed, brushing it slightly as Rhys emerged from the bathroom in a robe."You're awake," he noted before glancing at the suit laid out on the bed, then looking at her with a raised brow.She explained, "I picked out your suit. I think this green tie also looks good."Confusion seemed to flash across his face for a moment, then he rubbed his head."Thanks. I wasn't expecting that.""Why not? We're husband and wife. It's totally normal. Get used to it," she replied. "Get dressed. I'll go check what's for breakfast." She happily slipped out of the room while Rhys looked at h

Hermione quickly freshened up, and while Rhys was taking his bath, she slipped into the kitchen to cook dinner. Thankfully, the place was fully equipped and, before their arrival, had been stocked with essential groceries, so she had a few things to work with. She thought long and hard about what to cook. She first reached for the ramen packets because they were easier to prepare and less likely to mess up. But she thought they were too simple, so she opted to make fried rice instead — something Eunice had taught her recently. She picked up the ingredients and started cooking. It was her first time, so it was kind of tricky balancing everything, but Hermione had always been smart, so she caught on quickly. By the time Rhys emerged, she was already rounding up the food. "Sit and wait. I'll plate it up in a minute." She waved him toward a chair as she continued, her eyes furrowed in intense concentration. Instead of listening to her, Rhys came to stand beside her and watched. "Le

When Rhys woke up the next morning, he could tell Hermione had been awake for a long time. He could perceive the faint aroma of something sizzling from the kitchen. It seemed she had ignored his concerns from last night and gone ahead with cooking. He didn't immediately go to the kitchen to find her. Instead, he took a moment to gaze out the window, enjoying the beautiful city landscape. This honeymoon had been so impromptu that he hadn't had time to prepare himself. Staying in the same space with Hermione for two weeks was bound to test him. It would have been better back when the air between them was still frosty. But now that her attitude toward him had changed, he didn't know what to do. Rhys hadn't been stumped like this for a long while. He still didn't know what exactly had caused her change. Was it their encounter at the pool on the yacht? He didn't think that was enough to bring about such a change

The baking class finished a bit late, so when they got back to the hotel, it was already getting dark. Thankfully, they didn't need to think about dinner since they'd brought back bags of pastries, both the ones they made and the ones the bakery had gifted them. So when they returned, they freshened up and changed out of their outfits into something more comfortable. While Rhys was outside sorting out the pastries they brought, Hermione was inside sorting through his wardrobe for something to wear. In the end, she picked one of his massive flannel shirts to wear and tied her hair into a messy bun. She did this not only because it was comfortable, but because she knew it would undoubtedly evoke a reaction from deep within him. She knew this because she had seen the look he gave her the last two times she'd done so — a look of pure desire. Hermione checked herself in the mirror for a second. This time, she had