His Tamed Wife, The Wild Heiress のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 31 - チャプター 40

Chapter 31ADRIABefore I could overthink it, I typed a response.Me: You didn't overstep. Thank you for caring. Not many people do.**His response came almost immediately, like he'd been waiting for me to reply.Kieran: More people care than you think. You just haven't been looking in the right places.**I read the message three times, trying to decide if it was cryptic or genuine or something in between.Me: I should go. Damien will be looking for me soon.**Kieran: Of course. Take care of yourself, Adriana. And remember—if you ever need anything, anything at all, I'm here.**I put my phone away and started driving back to the house, my head full of questions and suspicions and the growing certainty that nothing in my life was what it seemed.Damien was connected to my kidnapping.Kieran was connected to my kidnapping.The necklace that had led me to Damien had originally belonged to Kieran's family.And somehow, impossibly, I'd ended up married to one and being protected by the oth

Chapter 33ADRIAI was still trying to formulate a plan when I heard footsteps on the stairs. Heavy, frustrated footsteps that could only belong to one person.I quickly hid my real phone under my pillow and grabbed the burner phone from the nightstand, pulling up some innocuous news article so it would look like I'd been reading rather than plotting.Damien appeared in the doorway, his expression thunderous. He was already dressed in one of his perfectly tailored suits, his hair styled, his cologne filling the room with that aggressive scent I'd learned to associate with bad news."There's a Met Gala tomorrow night," he said without preamble. "I need you to come with me."I blinked up at him, trying to look confused rather than panicked. "A gala?""Yes, a gala. It's a major charity event—all the important people in the city will be there. Business contacts, potential investors, everyone who matters." He ran a hand through his hair, mussing the perfect styling. "I usually bring Adina

Chapter 35ADRIAThe saleswoman rang up the dress—eight thousand dollars, which barely made a dent in the Centurion card's unlimited credit—and included accessories: a pair of elegant heels, a small clutch, jewelry that sparkled under the boutique's lights.I left the store with my purchases and sat in my car for a moment, looking at the emerald green visible through the garment bag.My phone buzzed. A text from Sophia.Sophia: Adrian filled me in. I'm excited to help! And also slightly terrified. When do we need to coordinate outfits?Me: Can you meet me for lunch? We need to make sure your Miss Andy look is perfect.Sophia: Absolutely. There's a café near the shopping district that's quiet. I'll text you the address.Me: Thank you for doing this.Sophia: Are you kidding? This is the most fun I've had in months. Plus, I get to help take down your asshole husband. It's a win-win.I smiled and started the car, heading toward the address Sophia sent. The café was tucked away on a side s

Chapter 37KIERANThe fluorescent lights in Dr. Morrison's office were giving me a headache. Or maybe it was the pills. Or the lack of sleep. Or the goddamn dreams that wouldn't stop, wouldn't let me rest, wouldn't give me a single night of peace."The pills aren't working," I said, rubbing my temples. My voice came out more desperate than I'd intended, more broken. "They're not working anymore."Dr. Morrison—Elias, he'd told me to call him years ago, though I never had—looked up from his notepad with those calm, assessing eyes that had seen too much human suffering to be surprised by anything."Tell me about the dreams, Kieran.""They're the same as always. Mostly." I stared at my hands, at the scars on my knuckles that I couldn't remember getting. "I can hear screaming. A child screaming. And then there's this impact—something hitting my head, over and over. But I can't see anything. Can't see who's screaming or who's hitting me. Just darkness and pain and that sound.""How often ar

Chapter 39KIERAN"It wasn't luck." I'd studied that video frame by frame. The way Adriana had caught Adina's wrist, the precise twist that had led to the dislocation—that wasn't luck. That was training. "She knew exactly what she was doing.""Come on, Kieran. The woman can barely look people in the eye without flinching. You think she's secretly some kind of martial arts expert?"I think there's more to her than anyone realizes.""Or you're projecting what you want to see onto someone who's just a frightened housewife." Darius's voice softened. "Look, I get it. You see someone who needs saving, and your hero complex kicks in. But Adriana Chen isn't your responsibility. She's Damien's wife. And if she wanted to leave him, she would have done it by now.""You don't know that.""Neither do you. Which is why you need to move on. Come to the gala, meet Miss Andy, talk to some other women who are actually available. Stop torturing yourself over someone you can't have.""I'm not going," I s