All Chapters of He chose my stepsister. I chose his rival : Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

Third-person POVRyan and Scarlet stood before the priest, their eyes locked as he instructed them to recite their vows.Ryan, his face neutral but his thoughts racing, cleared his throat and began.“I, Ryan Marchetti, promise to love and cherish Scarlet Parker with all my life. I’ll protect her, I’ll be with her in sickness and in good health, and I’ll always be by her side as her biggest support system till death do us part.”As he placed the ring on her trembling finger, Ryan couldn’t help but furrow his brows ever so slightly.He couldn’t shake the feeling that Scarlet’s hands quivered, not just from nerves but also from uncertainty. Thoughts raced through his mind as he questioned whether she was having second thoughts about their arrangement.The last thing he wanted was for her to back down now and declare that she didn’t want to marry him. Although their union was simply a contract, he wholeheartedly wished for things to go smoothly. He refused to become a groom left standing

Scarlet’s POVFinally freed from the confines of the bustling wedding hall, Ryan and I settled into the comfort of the car. A wave of relief washed over me as I let out a long, calming sigh. Escaping the prying eyes and endless scrutiny that came with such an elaborate affair was a welcome retreat, and I just couldn’t help the sense of ease I strangely felt.As the silence enveloped the car, a profound awkwardness settled between Ryan and me. I became uncertain about how to navigate everything that had happened that day, and because of this, I found myself at a loss for words.Feeling Ryan’s gaze fixed on me, I couldn’t bring myself to face him. Instead, I averted my eyes, pretending to be engrossed in the passing scenery outside the car window. The minutes stretched on, the silence becoming an uncomfortable weight in the car. I anticipated Ryan’s next move, hoping he would discern my desire for a moment of peace before engaging in conversation.But true to his nature, he broke the si

Ryan stared at Scarlet, annoyance etched across his face as he demanded an explanation for her unexpected presence in his room.Scarlet stood frozen in place, shock pulsing through her veins, rendering her speechless. His irritated tone only fueled her discomfort, and she struggled to find her voice amidst the brewing tension in the room.“Why… why are you staring at me like that?” Ryan’s voice dripped with irritation. “Are you some kind of pervert?”Scarlet snapped out of her daze, her wide eyes widening even further as panic coursed through her.“N-no! I’m not a pervert,” she stammered, her words tumbling over one another in her haste. “I-I apologize if I looked strange. That wasn’t my intention.”His annoyance seemed to deepen, Ryan’s brow furrowing as he regarded her carefully.“Then what are you doing in my room?” he asked.Scarlet’s stuttered response spilled out, her words faltering as she struggled to compose herself.“I… I tried to call for a servant to help me with the zippe

Scarlet’s POVI adjusted the folds of my dress, smoothing out the fabric with nervous fingers. Walking into the restaurant, I reminded myself of the purpose of this meeting, to connect with Colonel Timothy Miller, the man behind the building project.He held the key to helping me take the project for myself, and he was my first step in turning everything Henry and his family had ever worked for into dust.It seemed surreal to imagine myself interacting with politicians and people connected to politics, but Ryan had emphasized the importance of forging such alliances for my growth and success.As I entered the restaurant, I quickly realized that my destination was beyond the general seating area. With a sigh, I bypassed the familiar hustle and bustle of the crowded dining area and made my way to the elevator. It was my ticket to the secluded rooftop space reserved for VVIPs.Pressing the button for the rooftop level, I stood still as the elevator glided upward. My heart pounded in my c

Third Person POV.Ryan sat in the plush backseat of his car, his thoughts consumed by the events of the day. The entire day had been incredibly tiring for him, and all he wanted to do was go home and get some rest. The gentle hum of the engine and the passing city lights outside did little to ease his restless mind.In the rearview mirror, he noticed his assistant and secretary, Larry, studying him intently. Irritated by the unrelenting gaze, Ryan finally broke the silence.“Larry, for the love of God, why have you been staring at me like that?” Ryan exclaimed. “If you have something to say, just spit it out instead of giving me this constant scrutiny.”Larry sighed, his eyes flickering with concern and respect. “I apologize, Mr. Marchetti,” he started cautiously. “But I can’t help but wonder why you allowed Miss Scarlet to go and meet Colonel Miller on her own.”Ryan furrowed his brow, genuinely puzzled by Larry’s comment. “Why would I need to follow her?” he asked. “We had discussed