All Chapters of After 18 Years, Mr. CEO Wants Me Back: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

A month had passed since that night. Many things happened in that short time, and I felt like my life was spinning faster than I could control.Damian had bought me a house. The house was located near the city center, in a quiet and comfortable elite neighborhood. The price was fantastic, more than I ever imagined I would own. But Damian didn't show a hint of hesitation when he signed the check. He just smiled and said, "This is for you, sweetheart. You deserve the best."I had chosen the house myself. A European-style building with a spacious yard and a lush backyard garden. But I wasn't satisfied with just that. I wanted to transform it according to my wishes, adding a reading room on the upper floor, expanding the kitchen, and building a small swimming pool in the back. Damian had to be ready to renovate everything, and he agreed without much protest."Whatever you want," he said one afternoon when we were standing in the middle of the still-empty living room. "You can change it ho

The long-awaited week finally arrived. I stood at the front door of the new house with Damian, waiting for his brother and sister-in-law's arrival. I wore a simple bright red dress, with light makeup and neatly styled hair.A black car stopped in front of the yard. A man around forty years old got out first, Charles Kingsley, Damian's older brother. He still looked the same as I remembered: sturdy, with a firm face and sharp eyes. But now there was a little gray at his temples, and fine wrinkles at the corners of his eyes. Behind him, his wife, Margaret Kingsley, stepped out gracefully, wearing a gold dress and sparkling jewelry. Her lips were still bright red, just as I remembered."Damian!" Charles greeted with a deep voice, hugging his brother tightly. "It's been a long time. You look healthy.""Thank you. Was your trip smooth?" Damian asked."Smooth," Margaret said, smiling widely but her eyes had already started scanning my house from the outside. "This house is truly magnificent

After leaving the house, I decided to stop by Nicholas's grave for a while. It had been a few weeks since I last visited him, and today I felt the need to talk to him. I bought a bouquet of white roses, his favorite flowers, then drove to the cemetery.There, the atmosphere was quiet and peaceful. The wind blew gently, carrying falling dry leaves. I walked up to Nicholas's grave, placed the flowers on top, and sat down beside it."Hello, Nicho. Sorry I only came now. I've been so busy. You know how it is, complicated married life."I sighed, looking at the headstone bearing my best friend's name."Damian and I, we got married. Like you asked me to. I gave him a second chance. But it feels hard, Nicho. I'm still angry. I still remember everything he did. And now, his brother came here, and they still doubt me. They still think I'm taking advantage of Damian."I clasped my hands together, feeling the cold wind touch my skin."But I won't give up. I'll do what I have to do. I'm determine

The night grew later, and the guests began to retreat to their respective rooms. Louis also said goodbye, saying he had to go back to his apartment because he had college assignments to finish. I hugged him briefly, and he said, "Mom, be careful with Charles. I don't trust him." I just smiled and nodded, signaling that I heard him.After everyone had left, Damian and I walked to the master bedroom. As soon as the door closed, Damian immediately looked at me with an intense gaze. He walked around me, his eyes following every curve of my body wrapped in that red dress."Your breasts are so perfectly round. I couldn't stop looking at them all night," Damian said.I crawled up onto the bed, then lay down on the white silk sheets, looking at him with a seductive gaze."Do you like what you see?" I asked softly, my voice gentle and teasing."Of course, you're so beautiful. I could never resist you."Damian sat on the edge of the bed, his hand reaching for my wrist and pulling me slowly clo

I looked down, making myself look as small as possible. I bit my lower lip, trying to hold back the tears I had prepared since last night. With a slow movement, I raised my hand and touched the red mark on my neck, as if I had just noticed it."I don't know what to say to you. I'm scared. I'm so scared."Damian got up from the bed quickly, his eyes burning."Tell me what happened. Who did this to you?"I lifted my head, tears starting to stream down my cheeks."Charles... last night, when I went to the kitchen for a drink, he was there. He... he pulled me into the storage room and tried... tried to force himself on me. I screamed, I pushed him, but he was stronger. Luckily Margaret came, otherwise..."I didn't finish my sentence. I let Damian draw his own conclusions.Damian's face turned crimson. I could see the veins in his neck tensing, his jaw hardening, and his hands clenching tightly at his sides. He didn't say anything, but I could feel the rage radiating from his entire body.