Todos los capítulos de His Rotten Vow: Capítulo 61 - Capítulo 70

Damon knew Sara didn’t truly miss him. Yet, the moment she embraced him and whispered those words, his heart raced, sending an unexpected warmth through his chest. A faint, involuntary smile touched his lips. He knew he was being played, but he couldn't deny that he loved it.The icy exterior that defined him simply dissolved in her arms. Without a second thought, his hands went to her waist, lifting her effortlessly until she wrapped her legs around his hips, pressing them both against the bedroom wall.“I missed you too,” the words slipped out before he could catch them.Damon’s kiss came down with a desperate hunger, demanding yet worshipful. His lips parted hers softly, pouring out all the longing and fierce possessiveness he had bottled up for days.Sara played along, letting his large fingers slip beneath her clothes and send a wild heat through her that left them both breathless. The touch was fiercely intimate, blurring the fragile line between her hatred and his undeniable do

Their gazes locked in a sudden, heavy silence. Sara's breath hitched in her throat, her mind bitterly cursing her own foolishness. How could those words have slipped so easily from her lips?​Damon was stunned. His dark eyes widened slightly, catching the shock and vulnerability that Sara failed to conceal behind her clear, wide eyes. His pulse, which had been racing from the ghost of the past, suddenly slowed, replaced by a profound wave of confusion.​Why would she look so distressed at the thought of being left by him, when just days ago she had made it crystal clear that she would never trust him or give him her heart?​“What did you just ask?” Damon's voice was low, almost a gravelly whisper that shook the air between them.​Sara blinked rapidly, working hard to pull back her mask of indifference. She hurried to shake her head, letting out a small, nervous chuckle.​“No... I didn't ask anything. I was just talking to myself,” Sara deflected quickly, trying to push herself away fr

Damon let out a low scoff, his voice sounding lazy. “Let it be. Nothing matters more than this moment.”Sara froze. Those words spun through her head, triggering a fierce inner turmoil.For all this time, based on the stories she had heard and believed, Damon was a man who practically worshipped Iris, a man willing to do anything for that woman. Yet, his attitude tonight showed the exact opposite. Her husband acted as though he did not care, as though Iris’s presence out there held no value whatsoever in his eyes.Seeing his indifference, an unfamiliar, warm sensation suddenly crept into Sara’s chest. There was an uninvited flicker of relief, tucked away behind her better judgment. She hated to admit it, but her heart was responding to his attitude in a dangerous way.Her lips remained tightly sealed, while her thoughts raged violently. She began to doubt every judgment and prejudice she had ever held against him.‘Does he truly want me more than Iris?’ Her inner voice thundered as sh

Damon fell silent for a moment, then gazed at his wife. Yet, before he could open his mouth, Sara had already risen from her chair with a serene movement.“I will take Alexa for a walk,” Sara said, curving her lips into a faint smile—a smile far too transparent to conceal the storm raging within her chest.Sara knew the exact limits of her position. Even though Damon had acted kindly lately—or perhaps was facing turmoil with Iris—she remained nobody to him, other than the woman forced to carry his flesh and blood.Right at the threshold of the lounge, her steps halted for a fraction of a second. She glanced inside to find Iris still staring at her intently, while Damon’s back faced the door.The ominous foreboding that had lingered in her chest from the beginning now intensified. She could no longer lie to herself. The suspicion and jealousy creeping into her heart were not mere hallucinations.There was something hidden, something involving the past between Damon and the woman in the

Damon intended to use this opportunity to persuade Iris to speak and reveal the truth about her true identity in front of Sara. In truth, there was a powerful reason why Damon had chosen to remain silent and conceal that dark chapter of the past; one of them was a form of respect toward the agreement that Iris herself had made.However, the situation had changed drastically. Regardless of everything, Iris remained Sara's biological sister, and Sara deserved to know the truth so she could reunite with her actual family. That moral burden weighed heavier and heavier on Damon's chest, leaving him exhausted and tormented as he had to keep hiding a secret of that magnitude from the woman who was now lawfully his wife.“Damon, what on earth did Sara say to make you turn on me like this?” Iris cried in disbelief, her voice trembling violently as she tried to keep her fury in check.Hearing that accusation, Damon's brow instantly furrowed, displeasure etched clearly across his face. “What do