All Chapters of Married To a Stranger : Chapter 201 - Chapter 210

Arthur waved to Matilda and Ruby a final time before the car started and pulled away. By a twist of fate, the courier delivering Ruby's jade thumb ring had stopped for a bite at a rest stop. The delay put him right on the tail of Arthur's car. One right behind the other, the two cars headed for Sunset Ridge. Neither Ruby nor Owen could even fathom what they were about to discover.Soon enough, back at the Knight Estate, the second Arthur was gone, the smile slid right off Matilda's face. She looked at Ruby, her brow furrowed. "Ruby, where is Owen really?"Ruby was taken aback. She fumbled for an excuse, but Matilda caught her. "Has he run off to the hospital again?"Ruby paused for a beat, then forced a smile. "No, Grandma, he just got an urgent call, and...""Don't you dare make excuses for him," Matilda snapped. "That boy has never let his personal drama get in the way of business or family duty, what could possibly be so important that he couldn't get away? Maria told me that you t

The wheels of fate had started turning, but the winds of change had crashed the little island of happiness Owen and Ruby had just found. "Let's get a divorce." Ruby had said the sentence only once, but it seemed to echo in the whole room, then plunge directly into Owen's heart. He wasn't completely surprised by what she was suggesting. He'd always known she was a free spirit, the kind who hated getting embroiled in any kind of drama. Still, his blood ran cold. He opened his mouth, a protest already on his lips. "No, don't! Just wait. Give me a little more time. I'm sure there was another way, a better solution."But before he could get the words out, Ruby stood up, her eyes locked on his. "I'm not angry with you, Owen," she said, her eyes raw and emotional. "But I've just thought about this a lot, and it might be the only way out of this mess."Owen's jaw tightened, his fists clenching at his sides. "Ruby, I...""You've done everything you could. You chose me. I know that," Ruby insis

Ruby waited with bated breath as the dial tone rang. She was so damn close to unmasking the puppet master behind her marriage. The call connected, but no one spoke. The night air was thick with tension. After a moment of silence, Ruby hesitantly said, "Hello." Immediately, the person hung up. A text popped up a second later. "Don't call. My baby just fell asleep." Ruby blinked at her phone. A baby? She was thrown for a loop. She'd pictured the mastermind behind this whole mess as some shadowy, calculating figure—definitely someone up to no good. But a baby? Where did a baby fit into all of this? An image of a frazzled new mom trying to juggle a crying infant popped into her head, or young dad. Ruby mentally added, "One shouldn't assume." Now doubly curious, she texted back, "Who is this?" The reply was almost instant. "Ruby, I'm doing this for your own good. Listen to me, please don't get a divorce. Only Owen can protect you." Ruby frowned. Protect me, she thought. From what? She'd be

Owen had driven out of the Knight estate in a tearing hurry, leaving the shouting butler in the dust. He was too tense to pay attention to anything else. His eyes were glued to the live stream on his phone, which showed the scene outside the Anderson residence. Katya had Ruby completely cornered, and the reporters were swarming Ruby. Their slander left Owen helpless and frantic. "Mrs. Knight, Kara's mother is begging you. Don't you have anything to say?" Some tier two news anchor goaded. "A person's life is on the line. How can you be so heartless? Are you and Mr. Knight really just going to let Miss Wintor die?" A different media vulture sneered. "Your husband promised to marry her. Why did he back out? Was it because of you? Doesn't your conscience bother you? How do you sleep at night?" Their questions grew more and more vicious. The live chat was also a cesspool of hate. "Seriously, are we just going to let this homewrecker get away with such gross injustice? Is Ruby just going to

Owen felt like the air had been knocked out of his lungs. His bloodshot eyes were locked on the last sentence of that letter, on the name and phone number that had been etched to his heart so long ago. "Ruby," he called in a broken whisper. "How?" Suddenly, a memory hit him. Back when they were at the hospital to see Kara, Ruby had offhandedly mentioned that she'd saved an older boy when she was little. That singular statement had planted a seed of doubt in him, but he never got to delve deeper into it because of all the chaos that Kara's suicide attempt had caused. There were signs even earlier, like that time she woke up from her blood transfusion after he busted her out of jail. Like she'd been haunted by a nightmare, she'd asked him if he'd ever been kidnapped before. He'd found it odd, but once again, he hadn't gotten the chance to investigate. "Even the names, Nine and Ruby," he muttered. "How the hell did I not put it together?" A sarcastic laugh bubbled up in his chest, sharp