All Chapters of Married to My Enemy : Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

Spring arrived quietly.The trees surrounding the lake behind their home had begun to bloom again, filling the mornings with birdsong and the scent of fresh blossoms.Sienna stood on the back terrace, a steaming cup of tea cradled between her hands. She watched the sun rise over the water, smiling to herself.A year ago, mornings had begun with anxiety.Now they began with peace.Nathaniel joined her moments later, carrying another cup.“I had a feeling I’d find you here.”“You always do.”He leaned against the railing beside her.“You’ve been thinking.”She laughed softly.“Is it that obvious?”“I’ve become very good at reading you.”She looked out across the lake again.“I’ve been thinking about the empty room.”Nathaniel turned toward her.“So have I.”Silence settled comfortably between them.Neither of them felt the need to rush the conversation.Finally, Sienna spoke.“I don’t want to make decisions because people expect us to.”Nathaniel nodded immediately.“Neither do I.”“I d

The rain began before dawn.By seven in the morning, the lake had disappeared behind a curtain of silver mist, and the windows of the house were covered with tiny droplets.Sienna stood in the kitchen watching the rain while Nathaniel prepared breakfast.“You know,” she said, “there was a time when I thought marrying you would be the worst decision of my life.”Nathaniel looked over his shoulder.“Only a time?”She laughed.“Don’t ruin the moment.”He smiled and returned to the stove.“Too late.”She walked toward him and wrapped her arms around his waist from behind.“What are you making?”“Pancakes.”“Those look suspicious.”“They’re perfectly fine.”“One is burning.”Nathaniel immediately turned around.“Why didn’t you say something?”“I wanted to see how long it would take you to notice.”He shook his head.“You’ve become cruel.”“I learned from you.”They laughed together.It was such a simple moment.And Sienna realized she loved these moments more than any grand celebration.••

Autumn arrived with a crisp breeze that carried golden leaves across the garden behind the house.Sienna stood on the terrace wrapped in one of Nathaniel’s sweaters, a notebook balanced on her lap. The pages were filled with names, ideas, and plans for the Hartley Innovation Trust’s next expansion.She didn’t hear Nathaniel until he draped a blanket over her shoulders.“You’ll catch a cold.”She smiled without looking up.“You’ve become very protective.”“I’ve become very experienced.”She laughed.“I’ve survived far worse than a chilly morning.”“I know.”He kissed the top of her head.“That doesn’t mean I’m willing to let you.”She closed the notebook.“You’ve changed.”“So have you.”They stood together in comfortable silence, watching the sunlight dance across the surface of the lake.It was a view they had never grown tired of.•••The Voss Hartley Group celebrated its first anniversary since the merger with a modest gathering at headquarters.There were no extravagant decoration

Chapter 48: Ever AfterThe first rays of sunlight slipped through the curtains, casting a warm glow across the bedroom.Nathaniel stirred first.He turned toward the woman sleeping beside him and smiled.Sienna had somehow managed to steal almost the entire blanket during the night.Again.Carefully, he tugged at the edge.Without opening her eyes, she pulled it back.He tried once more.This time she tightened her grip.“I know you’re awake,” he said.“I have no idea what you’re talking about.”Her voice was thick with sleep.Nathaniel laughed.“You’ve become impossible.”“So I’ve been told.”She finally opened one eye.“You started it.”“I started sleeping?”“You started stealing my blanket.”“I’ve been framed.”She smiled and finally let him have half of it.“Happy?”“Very.”It was such an ordinary argument.One that would have seemed impossible when they had first married.Back then, they had barely been able to look at one another without suspicion.Now, they argued over blankets

Nathaniel insisted on accompanying Sienna.She didn’t argue.After everything they had survived together, neither of them believed in facing unknown threats alone.The meeting location was a quiet café on the edge of the city, one that had been open for decades but rarely attracted the morning crowds. It was the kind of place where no one paid attention to strangers.At exactly nine o’clock, Sienna and Nathaniel walked inside.A server greeted them politely.“A woman asked me to give you this.”He handed Sienna a small folded card.She opened it.Table 7. Alone.Nathaniel frowned.“Not happening.”Before Sienna could respond, a familiar voice interrupted them.“I expected you’d ignore that instruction.”Both of them turned.A woman in a tailored gray coat stood near the back of the café. She looked to be in her early fifties, her dark hair neatly pinned back, her expression calm but guarded.She didn’t look dangerous.She looked… tired.“You called me,” Sienna said.“I did.”“You know