All Chapters of His Bride by Contract, His Obsession by Fate: Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

As the commotion in the courtyard died down and Richard’s car sped out of sight, Helen remained standing near the grand entrance, thoroughly rattled and clutching her chest. She stared out into the darkness of the driveway before turning her bewildered gaze toward Rory, who stood beside her with composed elegance."Rory, my dear..." Helen asked, her voice filled with confusion and disbelief. "What on earth just happened? Why was Richard in such a frenzied panic? And why... why would he just abandon you here like that?"Rory slowly slipped off her glasses, projecting a soft look of quiet hurt and understanding toward Helen."Please don't distress yourself too much, Mrs. Summers," Rory began gently. "Alana genuinely wasn't feeling well, so everyone naturally panicked.""Even so, dear!" Helen interjected angrily, shaking her head in firm disapproval. "No matter how unwell she felt, that is no excuse for Richard to completely forget and abandon you! You are his fiancée! You two literally

When Rory entered the living room, she found Mr. Dimitrios reading the newspaper intently while sitting in his favorite armchair."Good evening, Dad," Rory greeted warmly as she walked over, leaning down to kiss his cheek. "Why are you still awake?"The old man looked up, his expression softening instantly at the sight of her. "Oh, Rory, dear... You're home. Have you eaten dinner yet? If not, I can have them prepare something for you.""I already had dinner outside, Dad, but thank you," Rory replied with a smile. "How are you feeling tonight?""I'm fine, dear. Better now that I see you're doing well here," the old man replied understandingly. "Go on up and get some rest. You look tired tonight."After a brief exchange, Rory said her goodnights and went upstairs to her room. She immediately headed to the bathroom to take a shower and wash away the day's fatigue. After changing into a simple pair of pajamas, she began packing her bags for her two-day trip to the island with Rue.While f

Alana leaned back against her hospital pillows, flicking through channels with the remote. Beside the bed, Richard sat slumped in an armchair, absentmindedly staring at his phone, desperate for any sign of a message from Rory. A sudden news flash interrupted the broadcast. "BREAKING NEWS: The Rivaz Group of Companies has officially announced its next major venture—a multi-billion-dollar inland resort project on an exclusive island. A company spokesperson confirmed construction begins this week. Meanwhile, social media is abuzz over viral photos showing CEO Mr. Rivaz on the island alongside a mysterious woman..." The screen showed Rue Rivaz standing on a high-end wooden deck overlooking the ocean. Beside him stood an extraordinarily striking woman, her back turned to the camera. Richard froze. The world around him seemed to stop as he stared at the woman’s silhouette. The posture, the way her hair fell across her shoulders, how she held her glass, the subtle angle of her posture—it

Rory felt deprived of sleep, so she decided to go up to the second floor of the villa, immediately collapsing onto the soft bed and falling into a deep slumber.Meanwhile, in the living room downstairs, Ace, Jax, and Clert were gathered together. Their laptops were open on the large coffee table while they held glasses of whisky."I've already reviewed the logistics for the new resort expansion," Clert began, staring intently at his screen while typing rapidly. "The local government unit permits are just awaiting clearance this Thursday.""That will be quick," Jax agreed, leaning back on the sofa and taking a sip. "What I'm watching more closely is the aggressive movement of our competitor in the shipping line. They suddenly dropped their rates these past few days to try and steal our supply routes.""Let them," Ace replied with a laugh, adjusting his collar. "Even if they lower their prices, they don't have the capacity for bulk transport. They'll ruin themselves in the end. Besides,

As soon as his phone call from Helen ended, Richard tore down the road toward the Summers mansion. Ever since Rory vanished, panic had become his constant companion, and his mother's sudden order to come home only dialed the pressure to a breaking point.He pulled into the driveway, killed the engine, and bolted inside. He caught Mrs. Olwein, one of the estate's long-serving housekeepers, carrying a tray through the hall."Mrs. Olwein," Richard called out, hurrying over. "Where are my parents?"She paused and offered a polite bow. "Good evening, Sir Richard. They are in the dining area having dinner."Richard exhaled, though the knot in his chest refused to loosen. Between hunting for Rory and hiding his secret marriage to Alana, every family encounter felt like stepping onto a landmine.He straightened his collar, swallowed hard, and walked into the dining room.His parents sat at opposite ends of the long table. The atmosphere was stifling, the sharp clink of silver against porcelai