All Chapters of Vows Written in Blood: Chapter 21 - Chapter 25

The church was silent.Too silent.As if even time refused to move.Livia stood before the altar.The white gown clinging to her body looked perfect—pure, elegant, flawless.But not her heart, which was empty and hollow.In front of her, Adrian stood with an expression that did not change at all. Upright. Calm. Cold.As if the woman he was about to marry… was no one.The priest opened his book, then lifted his gaze.His voice was calm. Deep. Echoing throughout the room.“Mr. Adrian… do you take Miss Livia as your wife,” he said slowly, “to live together in the sacred bond of marriage—to love her, to protect her, to honor her, in joy and in sorrow, in sickness and in health, and to remain faithful to her until death do you part?”A brief silence followed.All eyes were on Adrian.Without hesitation.Without pause.“Yes, I do.”His voice was firm.Clear.Without the slightest tremor.The priest nodded, then turned.“Miss Livia… do you take Mr. Adrian as your husband, to live together in

Livia stepped into Adrian’s bedroom.Her steps halted right at the doorway.For the first time in her life, she saw a room this large—spacious, elegant, and strangely unfamiliar. The ceiling was high, a chandelier cast a soft glow, and every corner of the room looked flawless… as if it had never been touched by chaos.Livia simply stood there.Silent.Her eyes moved slowly, tracing every detail.Frozen in place.“Madam, this is Mr. Adrian’s room. And from now on, you will be sleeping here.”The maid’s voice was soft and respectful.Livia turned her head, then gave a small smile.“Thank you,” she said gently. “And from now on… you don’t have to be too formal with me. Our status is the same.”Her tone was light.Too light for someone who had just married the owner of this house.The maid paused for a moment, looking at her—almost as if trying to understand the meaning behind those words.But in the end, she only nodded politely and left the room.The door closed.Silence.Livia was alon

Warm steam slowly filled the room.The scent of lavender spread gently… soothing.Adrian leaned back in the bathtub, his eyes closed.His body began to relax, but his mind did not.Instead, it grew even more restless.Livia’s face appeared again.Innocent, yet firm.And… nothing like what he had imagined all this time.She was supposed to be cunning.Calculating.Bold enough to trap him without hesitation.But what he had just seen—there was not a single sign of that.Only confusion.Ignorance.And an innocence that felt… far too real to be faked.Adrian slowly opened his eyes.His gaze was empty.“Or… is she pretending?”His murmur was barely audible.On the other side—Livia stood outside the bathroom.Silent.She did not dare to sit.Did not dare to move too far from where she stood.Her hands clasped together lightly, holding back the uneasiness that kept circling inside her chest.This was Adrian’s room.Every corner felt unfamiliar.Every object looked expensive… untouched.As