Todos los capítulos de His Bride by Contract, His Obsession by Fate: Capítulo 101 - Capítulo 110

When Rory arrived at Elena's boutique in the central plaza, the massive glass doors were indeed closed, bearing a "Private Event" sign. The moment she stepped inside, the owner herself and two stylists waiting near the display of luxury cocktail dresses warmly greeted her."Good afternoon. Are you Miss Rory Salazar?" the owner asked with a smile. "Mr. Dimitrios already informed us what you need for tonight. We've prepared our latest designs.""Thank you," Rory replied simply, feeling slightly awkward at the extraordinarily special treatment.She had only been looking at the hanging dresses for a few minutes when the door chimed. She turned and saw Rue walking in. He was still in his suit, phone in hand.However, the moment Rue looked up and their eyes met, he stopped dead in his tracks.Rue lowered his phone. His cold, expressionless face was replaced by a trace of genuine surprise as he stared at Rory's new haircut.Rory instantly felt uneasy. She touched the ends of her shoulder-len

As the guests continued their lively chatter about new business projects, Rory felt a slight heaviness in her stomach. It was probably from the coffee she had earlier that afternoon or the wave after wave of nervous tension she had experienced all day.She leaned in slightly toward Rue and lowered her voice. "Rue, excuse me for a moment. I need to use the restroom."Rue stood up immediately upon hearing that. "I'll come with you."Rory froze, looking at him with a mix of surprise. "No need, I can manage. The restroom's probably just around here.""I'm not asking if you want me to or not," Rue replied seriously, placing his napkin on the table and adjusting his suit jacket. "Just follow me."Rory had no choice but to follow as Rue walked out of the private dining room. When they reached the clean and elegant door of the restroom, Rue stopped and leaned against the wall next to it, keeping one hand in his pocket."I'll be right out here," Rue said briefly. "Don't take too long.""Yeah,

Rue stared at Rory's heavy-lidded eyes and flushed cheeks. Instead of getting angry, a low, audible chuckle escaped Rue’s lips."A villain?" Rue asked softly, taking Rory's hand—which was still pinching his face—and slowly pulling it down. "If I'm the villain in this story, why is it that you're the one getting drunk by my side?"But it was too late for her to answer. The moment Rue lowered her hand, the young woman's eyelids grew completely heavy. She slumped straight back against the sofa pillow and instantly fell fast asleep, accompanied by a soft snore.Rue stood there, watching Rory's peaceful face. He shook his head with a small smile playing on his lips before gently picking her up and carrying her upstairs to his bedroom so she could sleep properly.Rory was sleeping soundly in the large bed until her stomach suddenly clenched violently from the heavy alcohol she had consumed earlier.Her stomach churned. Rory fluttered her eyes open as a wave of severe dizziness hit her. Besi

Richard’s car pulled up in front of the Summers’ mansion. He walked straight inside, nodding to the staff he passed until he reached the dining hall, where silence greeted him. His father and mother were already seated at opposite ends of the long table.Helen sat in absolute silence, staring directly at Richard. Her eyes were sharp, as though dissecting her son's every movement. Even without a word, Richard could feel the suffocating weight of his mother’s gaze."You finally decided to show up," his father greeted coldly, gesturing toward the empty chair across from him. "Sit down. Let's eat while we discuss the company's problems."Richard nodded, slipped off his suit jacket, and sat down. He watched the staff serve the food, though he had zero appetite. He already knew why he had been summoned."Any updates on the business, Richard?" his father began, taking a sip of water. "Have you still not found anyone to replace and salvage our contracts? We lost a massive amount ever since th

Rue chuckled softly—an annoying laugh that made Rory’s heart beat even faster."Don't get too excited, Ms. Rory," Rue teased, smirking as he sat cross-legged in his chair. "And don't think about the party just yet; it's not happening right now. The party will be next week. What you need to worry about right now is that I am forbidding you from drinking without me starting today."Rory blinked, and her ears quickly turned red. She knew exactly what he meant."W-What are you talking about?" Rory protested, even though she could feel her cheeks heating up from extreme embarrassment. "Why would I follow you? What does it matter if I get drunk?"Rue’s smirk widened. "Do I need to remind you of what happened last night? You kissed me—and after that, you threw up on me—""I don't remember any of that! It must have been a dream!" Rory quickly cut off her fiancé."A dream, you say?" Rue’s smile widened even more, deliberately emphasizing every word. "Would you like us to do it again tonight? T