Todos os capítulos de Dear Substitute Wife, You Are Mine: Capítulo 21 - Capítulo 30

The MacDonald group of companies was the second-largest conglomerate in the country, often said to have a tight grip on the nation's economy. With countless subsidiaries, its most prominent venture was McDonald's mining operation, a multi-trillion-dollar enterprise that had the highest reputation nationwide. If this fortune were to collapse, it could plunge the country’s economy into despair.Despite the company being named after the family, the true power behind it always lurked in the shadows, a name barely known to the public. The infamous tycoon would be attending the annual board meeting today— the last person Henley wanted to see.They would be spending more than two hours together in a conference hall. A situation he's rather avoid.After his assistant, Brian, took his briefcase outside, Henley’s phone rang, prompting him to stop in his tracks. Brian hesitated for a moment, and Henley gestured with his left hand for him to go ahead while he took out his phone with his right han

‘Divorce’The word resonated in Serena's mind—foreign yet familiar. As much as she yearned for freedom, receiving an offer for help from her mother-in-law left her feeling puzzled.She furrowed her brows slightly, gathering her thoughts before breaking the uneasy silence in the office. “I appreciate your offer, Ms. Hathaway, but I can't accept it.”Carrie, seemingly unfazed by the rejection, remained determined to continue the conversation. “Aren't you feeling trapped in your marriage? Have you forgotten? You were forced into it. Or is there something you're gaining from it?”Her gaze peered into the depths of Serena's eyes.Shaking her head gently, Serena replied, “I don’t know where you’re getting this from, but I did it for my sister. I wasn’t forced into it.”“I sense that you might not want to be with him,” Carrie interjected, and surprisingly, Serena nodded in agreement. “Then why not consider my offer?”She took a moment to play with her hair, her focus intense as she met Carr

He wasn't alone.He was with another woman. Someone she didn't even know. And he looked happy.Had he already moved on?Questions ravaged her mind. Not that Serena could blame him. This was meant to happen one day. But why now? They hadn't even resolved their last misunderstanding. Parting ways like this wasn't ideal. Across the lot, Eric stood frozen. His gaze locked on Serena. Surprised. Puzzled. His jaw went slack.Serena remembered every message she had sent after hearing about his sudden transfer. She needed an explanation. But work had swallowed her, and she hadn't gotten the chance to see him.Her chest tightened into a knot. Before she could slip away, Henley pulled her into his chest, blocking Eric from view. His hand came up and tucked a strand of hair behind her ear like he’d done it a hundred times. A deliberate line drawn between them and Eric. A man marking his territory. A clean, clear warning.Eric got the message. It showed on his face. His next step was reluctant.“

“I hate it,” he whispered quietly, as if he was talking to himself.“Huh?” Confused, her long, thick black lashes fluttered with curiosity. Her weight was still on his desk, files scattered across the floor from her resistance.He didn’t look at them. He didn’t care about the papers. Only Serena. Only she mattered.“Him. Anyone else looking at what’s mine. Anyone touching you. I despise it,” he said, like an unforgiving confession.Taken aback, her eyes widened. Her lips parted, still red and swollen, glittering with moisture that hadn’t dried from being devoured by him like an insatiable beast. “I’m not a thing you can—”“Should I lock you up? Or get rid of everyone around you? If that’s what it takes to make you listen to me, I’m more than willing to do it.”“Henley!” Her voice choked, fear flashing across her face for a second.“Just joking,” he chortled softly. No, he wasn’t. He was never joking. His voice was cold as ice. His hand curled into a fist for a second before loos

As the morning air wafted in through the window, blowing on the curtains, Serena also slid out of the closet in a brand new outfit, a white strapless top and mini split skirt that barely reached her knees, clinging to her body, the skirt accentuating her curves.She ambled over, picked up her coat and the documents left on the nightstand. After a brief check in the mirror, she exited the bedroom, heading downstairs.She could overhear distant voices. Two soft voices conversing and she knew who the voices belonged to.“Do you want me to keep monitoring him?” “That won't be necessary. He's not a fool.”When Serena moseyed into the dining room, their conversation ceased. She overheard a bit of their conversation but she didn't care. She was even more surprised to see one of the chairs around the long table occupied today. She indifferently looked at Felix. “Good morning,”“Good morning, Serena.” With a bright smile that could win a child's favour, Felix nodded as he drew a seat for her