Todos os capítulos de Your Greatest Mistake Was Me: Capítulo 61 - Capítulo 70

SERAPHINA'S POVI stood in front of the mirror for so long that I was starting to feel annoyed. Not because I didn't know what to wear. It was because I now had to get used to choosing my clothes without considering whether Vaeldric would like them.It was strange. This would be the second event I'd attended without Vaeldric, yet it felt completely different.At the ballroom, I had only been an ordinary guest. Though I had somehow become the subject of enough gossip after Adrian asked me to dance.This time, it was a formal event. There was no chance I could simply show up, enjoy the refreshments, and leave. This would be very different from an ordinary ballroom party.I pressed a hand to my forehead. What madness had possessed me to agree to Adrian's idea? Lately, I had been making increasingly impulsive decisions. Or perhaps Cyran was simply too good at twisting everything until it went exactly the way he wanted.Either way, the two of them had somehow driven me into standing in fr

“I want you to know that I’m carrying House Ashbourne’s heir.”For several seconds, no one moved, myself included. It seemed everyone was still processing what had just come out of Lysara’s mouth. Meanwhile, I was wondering how she had managed to get inside.Then the room exploded before I could even get an answer. Whispers spread across the hall like fire catching dry leaves.Several guests openly stared at Lysara, then at Vaeldric, before turning their eyes back to me. I didn’t particularly mind. I had already grown used to being the centre of attention.But this? This was disgusting.The Royal Foundation event hadn’t even begun yet. Whether anyone wanted to admit it or not, Lysara’s appearance had completely stolen the spotlight.House Ashbourne had already become the centre of attention. Just not in the way I wanted.I looked at Lysara. Her breathing was uneven, her eyes wet with tears. One hand rested over her stomach as though she had practised the

The event continued smoothly until it finally came to an end. Of course, no one had truly forgotten what had just happened.Whispers still lingered in every corner of the room. Some people stopped talking whenever I passed them.Others smiled and congratulated me on my new position, as though my appointment as the Royal Foundation’s ambassador was the only thing that had happened that morning.I accepted every compliment with a polite smile. At least, I tried to.“Congratulations, Lady Seraphina.” A middle-aged woman approached and shook my hand.“Thank you. This programme needs someone like you. I’m sure many women will feel braver after seeing what you did today.”I almost asked what exactly I had done. Accepted a position without knowing about it beforehand? Become the centre of a public scandal? Or humiliate my husband in front of half of Valerion?Instead, I simply smiled. “I hope I won’t disappoint them.”“I think you’ve already proven that

It was eight o'clock on a bright Tuesday morning.I headed to Vermont Capital after spending the entire day yesterday handling everything myself instead of passing my workload to my personal assistant.I hadn't even had the chance to set my bag down when the telephones began ringing one after another. The screech of office chairs competed with hurried footsteps. Printers rattled nonstop, spitting out page after page.The entire Public Relations floor of Vermont Capital had turned into a command center in the middle of a national crisis.I had only just been given my own office after spending so long borrowing Lucien's. Yet this was the welcome waiting for me."Another call!" someone shouted, signaling one of the call center agents to pick it up immediately. It wasn't that they were overreacting—the constant ringing was loud enough to drown everything else out."Valerion Post is asking for confirmation!" the ponytailed agent reported to the head of the divisio

CYRAN POVI left Seraphina exactly twenty minutes later, just as I had promised. She didn't complain or whine, even though I knew there were still plenty of things she wanted to talk about. I also knew how well she hid her fear.The moment I stepped out of Vermont Capital, Nathan, my personal assistant, approached me.“Lord Cyran.”“Is there a problem?”Of course there was. He wouldn't have hurried over to me if there wasn't something.“This article was published at ten seventeen yesterday morning.”He handed me a tablet with the article already open. I read the headline.LADY SERAPHINA VERMONT: THE WOMAN WHO REJECTED HER HUSBAND“I've already read it.”I handed the tablet back to Nathan. Reading something I had already read would only waste time. I immediately got into the car. I didn't have much time.Nathan quickly followed me into the driver's seat. He glanced toward the back seat where I was sitting as he fastened his s