All Chapters of The Wrong Vow, My Perfect Match : Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

CharlieI saw the way they were looking at me, they had heard everything, every single word.I walked through the office doors at eight sharp and knew within thirty seconds that something had shifted overnight. The receptionist smiled two seconds too late. The two analysts near the water cooler stopped talking the moment I rounded the corner. Davies found something urgent to look at on his phone the moment our eyes met across the floor.I kept walking.My secretary was already at her desk when I reached my office and she looked up with the specific brightness of someone who had been rehearsing normally all morning."Good morning Mr. Thorne, your nine o'clock has confirmed and…""Has anyone said anything," I asked her directly.She blinked. "Sir?""To you, about me, about last night, has anyone in this building said anything to you."She held my gaze for exactly one second too long. "Not to me directly sir, no."I walked into my office and closed the door.I sat at my desk and stared a

CharlieMy breath still tasted of alcohol and her, and did I regret it? No, but that did not mean I had let anything go either.I was already dressed by the time Serena stirred, pulling the sheets up around herself with the slow, satisfied movements of a woman who had decided last night had reset something between us. I buttoned my shirt in front of the mirror and watched her reflection without turning around, watched her stretch and blink and find me with her eyes, and I said nothing."Good morning," she offered, carrying her voice in that particular softness she only used after nights like that one."Morning," I replied, reaching for my watch on the dresser.She sat up slowly. "Are you going into the office?""No," I told her, clipping my watch on, "working from home today."Something moved across her face, something that looked like relief, and I turned away from the mirror before she could attach any meaning to the fact that I was staying.She was in the kitchen when I came downs

EvelynHis lips found mine in a desperate kiss, and I melted into him completely. The weight of his body pressed me gently into the bed, and I clung to him as if the last three weeks had been a lifetime apart. Every touch felt like coming home after a long storm.I ran my hands up his back, feeling the familiar strength there, and he deepened the kiss until I could hardly breathe. We had waited so long for this moment, circling each other with careful words and stolen glances, and now nothing held us back. Julian pulled back just enough to look at me, his eyes were full of everything we had left unsaid. "Evey, I need you," he whispered against my skin."I need you too," I replied, my voice was barely above a breath. My fingers found the buttons of his shirt, and I worked them open slowly, savoring the way his chest rose and fell under my touch. He helped me slip it off his shoulders, and then his hands moved to the hem of my blouse, lifting it over my head with tender care. We explo

SerenaMy sister was back and she was not taking her revenge on me lightly.I had known the moment Evelyn walked back into this city that things were going to shift, I had felt it the way you feel weather changing before it happens, that particular stillness in the air that means something is coming and it is not going to be kind.What I had not anticipated was how completely Charlie would lose his mind over it.Charlie had come home by evening and walked past me like I was furniture, past the dinner I had spent two hours organizing, past every attempt I made to draw him into conversation, straight to the bedroom where he closed the door and went to sleep.I called Frank."Serena," Frank sighed when he picked up, already tired before I said anything."He will not look at me Frank," I told him, standing in the hallway outside our bedroom door, keeping my voice low. "He came home and did not touch his food, did not speak to me, nothing.""Give him time," Frank said."I have given him t

Charlie’s POV It took more courage than I wanted to admit to saying it. I kept taking deep breaths, trying to calm myself down, but my chest continued rising and falling faster than it should. The drive home took twenty minutes longer than it should have because I missed my turn twice. “Serena,” I said to the windshield, keeping my voice level, “I think this marriage is no longer working.” I shook my head. That was too soft, she wouldn't take me seriously. I tightened my grip on the steering wheel taking a deep breath. “Serena, I want a divorce.” I muttered to myself. Even saying those words to an empty car felt impossible. They felt too big for my mouth, I knew how she would react to this and I knew saying this means I can't take them back anymore but I knew I had to do this. I had spent years convincing myself that our marriage could still be saved. Every argument, every betrayal, every time Serena crossed a line, I told myself things would eventually get better. But som