Todos os capítulos de Mr. Frost’s Reluctant Prisoner Bride: Capítulo 261 - Capítulo 270

"Why aren't you telling the truth? You clearly saw it!" Jessica shoved Freda, who stumbled back against the sink, letting out a sharp cry of pain.Because of Vanessa, Julian had dealt with Freda, and the Moore family along with her.In the past two years, the Moore family had plummeted from grace.How could she dare provoke Julian again?"So what if I told? Vanessa is already married to Julian. Do you really think your few words could stir up trouble between a married couple?"Freda turned away, washing her hands, her eyes red, her voice thick with unshed tears. "I don't want to get involved in any of that anymore. Besides, we were the ones who bullied Vanessa in the first place. Don't you feel guilty?""Guilty about what? She deserved it.""But she's a child of the Voss family. She suffered needlessly for so long. I think she's pathetic, not deserving of it." Three years had passed, and Freda had matured. Back then, she was naive and clumsy, like a hedgehog, always keen to contend wi

Perry had specially arranged Julian's table, giving it an excellent vantage point. No matter where Perry went, he could witness the "exciting scene" unfolding there.A strange man burst in, an old acquaintance of Vanessa's.In just a few words, an argument erupted. All eyes immediately turned to them. This time, Julian was truly about to lose face completely. The banquet hall suddenly became chaotic, and many guests crowded around Julian's table.As the groom, Perry was obliged to see what was happening. Pushing through the crowd, he entered. Julian was twisting the man's arm; from that angle, it looked as if it was already broken. The man cried out for mercy, retracting his insults against Vanessa, "I was wrong, I mistook you for someone else. I shouldn't have insulted Miss Brooks, please show mercy."Julian was not one to be easily reasoned with. On the table was high-proof alcohol, fiery enough to burn a throat. Without the slightest hesitation, he picked up the remaining half bott

Every morning there was a routine meeting. As soon as Julian left, Vanessa quickly dressed, preparing to leave the Frost family estate. She'd arranged a meeting with Harvey through Cameron and needed to get there promptly while Julian was away.As she descended the stairs, the old man was seated below. He heard her footsteps and merely lifted his gaze. “Where are you off to?”“Meeting a friend.”It wasn't exactly a lie.the old man's expression was doubtful. “Come, sit down and have something to eat first.”Vanessa wanted to decline, but the words caught in her throat. She sat down across from the old man, a wave of melancholy washing over her. She remembered being driven out all those years ago, meeting the old man in a hotel, and how he had witnessed her suffering.Afterward, he'd sent his assistant to deliver a sum of money to her.Only a thousand.Not much.But to her at the time, it had been a fortune.“Did Julian frighten you last time?” the old man's tone was relatively gentle.

The moment Julian returned to the Frost household and learned that Vanessa hadn't left her room, he specifically got some flower tea from the nanny and carried it upstairs himself.He opened the door.Vanessa sat on the rocking chair on the balcony, a thin blanket draped over her, her hair dancing in the wind. She was dangerously thin, almost skeletal. Every time she regained some health, a new catastrophe would strike, inevitably leaving her gaunt once more.Learning of some of Vanessa's experiences during those three years, Julian's heart felt like a chunk had been ripped out, raw and bleeding, aching in sync with her pain.A hand settled on her shoulder.Vanessa glanced sideways. It was Julian. Today, she had no energy to play mind games with him; she was engulfed in a deep, pervasive gloom and needed a long while to recover.“It’s cold out here. Why don’t you go inside?”Vanessa gazed into the endless dark night. “Can you just let me stay here for a bit?”It was a tone bordering o

Stepping into the study, Cameron closed the door behind him, his face a canvas of mixed emotions. Sighing, he extended a hand. “Adrian, give me the photo.”“This isn’t just one person in this photo, is it?” Adrian’s fingers crumpled a corner of the picture. “Vanessa is in this too. Why did you cut her out? And who really planned that kidnapping back then? Was it you?”“What nonsense are you spouting?” Cameron felt utterly lost, yet a pang of regret pierced him for the photo – the last one he had of Ivy. “Just put the photo down, alright?”“This photo is that important to you?”If seeing the photo hadn't confirmed the relationship between Ivy and Cameron, his reaction certainly did. Adrian could now clearly see it: Ivy had been playing him and Julian for fools, all while trying to replace Evelyn as the mistress of this house. That's why she'd tried so hard to get close to Vanessa. The once pure ‘white moonlight’ had now fallen into the mud, becoming something dirty and sickening to eve