Todos los capítulos de Married to My Enemy's Son: Capítulo 131 - Capítulo 140

They landed in Singapore on a muggy late-February evening.Stepping out of the air-conditioned terminal was like walking into a warm bath, a stark contrast to the persistent, biting chill back at the estate.Cullen was waiting by the arrival gate, practically vibrating with nervous energy despite the sharp tailored suit that gave him a distinctly mature, executive air."Look at you," Nadia said, stepping in to pull him into a tight hug. "Singapore suits you.""I feel great," Cullen said, hugging her back before clapping Caiden on the shoulder. "Though I'll admit, my hands were shaking on the drive over here. Worse than my thesis defense."Caiden smirked as he took the handles of their luggage."Relax. We promised to be on our best behaviour.""That's what frightens me," Cullen shot back, a quick grin breaking through his nerves.---Mei met them at an open-air restaurant by the water, looking polished and effortless in a linen dress.But the moment she smiled and quietly pulled Cullen

Caiden was on his feet before Nadia could put her phone down, the wedding warmth instantly gone from his eyes."She was on the grounds," he said, his voice flat and dangerously quiet. "While everyone was out in the open.""Priya’s team caught her on the motion sensors at the east tree line," Nadia said, skimming the rest of the text as she followed him out into the hall. "She didn't make it to the tents, but she slipped away before they could corner her."---They found Priya in the security office, staring at a bank of monitor feeds.She looked up, her expression tight."Give it to us straight, Priya," Caiden said, resting his hands on the edge of the console."She used the old drainage easement near the forest line," Priya said, pointing to a highlighted section on a digital map. "Smart. It’s a blind spot for the primary cameras. But when she hit the secondary tripwire, two of my men closed in. She dropped the bag, scrambled down the ravine, and reached a waiting car on the access r

Nadia’s stomach dropped. The paperwork on the desk no longer mattered."How early, Cullen?" she asked, already rounding the corner into Caiden’s office to catch his eye. "How many weeks?""Twenty-eight," Cullen said, his voice raw with panic over the speaker. "Her water just broke. The doctors are rushing her into an emergency C-section right now. They're telling me her lungs aren't ready, Nadia. They aren't fully formed.""Hold on, Cullen. We're coming," Nadia said without hesitation, motioning to Caiden to pull up their flight schedules. "We'll get on the first plane out.""Nadia, it’s an eighteen-hour flight," Cullen choked out over the blare of a hospital intercom. "By the time your plane touches down, it'll already be over. She'll either be..."He couldn't bring himself to finish the sentence."We don't care," Nadia said firmly. "You aren't sitting in that hallway alone. We're getting on a plane."Caiden was already on the phone with the flight crew before she finished speaking.

Caiden read Sarah's proposal twice before setting the tablet down."This is different," he said. "The newspaper features told pieces of our story. A book would tell all of it."Nadia nodded. "And we'd have to decide how much of that story belongs in public."She looked down at the proposal again."Eleanor. Cullen. My mother. Amara. Even the families we've helped through the foundation. Their lives are part of this too.""Then we don't decide for them."They spent the next few days talking it through. By the time Eleanor came to the estate for her usual visit, Nadia and Caiden had already agreed that the decision couldn't be theirs alone.When Nadia explained the proposal, Eleanor was quiet for several seconds."I think our story could help people," she finally said. "The foundation has already shown us that. There are families out there who feel trapped by things that happened long before they had any say in them.""But we'd have to expose things we've kept private."Eleanor gave her

August brought Harlowe's sixth birthday.The estate was filled with children that afternoon, along with parents, family friends and enough decorations to make Eleanor complain that they'd turned the garden into a circus.Harlowe didn't care.She was too busy running from one group of friends to another, directing a game she'd invented herself."Everyone has to follow the rules!" she announced.Caiden stood nearby with a plate of cake."Apparently, I'm in charge of refreshments."Nadia laughed."You look terrified.""I am."Eleanor watched Harlowe from her chair on the terrace."She's becoming quite the little leader.""She gets that from you," Nadia teased.Eleanor gave her a look."I certainly hope not."Harlowe came running over."Grandma Eleanor! They aren't following the rules!"Eleanor looked toward the group of children."Then explain the rules again."Harlowe nodded seriously."I already did.""Then you have a management problem."Harlowe thought about that."Can Daddy fix it?"