All Chapters of Forced to Wear My Sister's Wedding Dress: Chapter 131 - Chapter 140

The airport terminal was busy and loud. Near the gate, Beatrice was doing her best to stay calm, holding onto Naomi's hands tightly."Call me the second you land," Beatrice said. "And please eat a real meal on the plane. Don't just drink coffee."Damien smiled a little. "Mom, we're going on our honeymoon. You have nothing to worry about.""I know what a honeymoon is, Damien." But her eyes were bright with tears. When Naomi pulled her into a hug, Beatrice held on a little longer than usual. "Take care of him," she whispered."I will," Naomi said."Are you two sure you have everything? I can easily call the driver to turn back if you forgot a passport.""We have everything, Beatrice," Naomi said, pulling Beatrice's hands into hers. "Thank you for taking such good care of us while we were here. Honestly, I don't know how this house functions without you."Damien hugged his mother very tightly without hesitation.But as they moved toward the line, Victor caught his son, pulling him aside

Julian stayed in his car for several minutes after leaving the restaurant, his hands resting on the steering wheel while he stared through the windshield. The shock of the photograph had already started to fade, leaving behind a calmer and more practical kind of anger.Sophie had tried to trap him, but the meeting itself had not changed anything. Nothing had happened between them, and the five-second video she had edited could not change that either.He could have spent the next twenty-four hours panicking, but that was exactly what Sophie wanted.He finally started the engine and drove home.When he walked into the kitchen, he found Eva standing beside the stove with a cup in her hand. She was humming quietly to herself while she waited for the water to boil, completely unaware of what had happened that afternoon.She looked over when she heard him.“You're back.”“Yeah.”Eva studied his face for a moment. “Is everything okay?”Julian walked toward her instead of answering immediatel

Eva returned to the Castellan estate later that evening, but she did not go straight upstairs. She parked her car in front of the house and remained behind the wheel for several minutes, staring through the windshield at the familiar entrance.Her mind was a chaotic battleground, torn between Julian’s monstrous confession and the desperate, forbidden kiss she had shared with Christian. She didn't know which one made her blood run colder—the fact that her husband had bought her life, or the fact that she had just betrayed him.When she finally stepped into the house, the suffocating atmosphere of the estate hit her immediately.“Where have you been, Eva?”Grandmother Isabella’s voice cut through the quiet of the sitting room. She sat by the fireplace like a queen on a throne. Nearby stood Beatrice and Victor, their eyes tracking her with predatory curiosity.“I went out,” she said, her voice tight as she headed straight for the stairs.“You went out?” Beatrice scoffed, stepping forward.

Sophie woke with a strange, heavy pressure crushing her chest.For several minutes, she just lay there, staring blankly at the ceiling while the argument with Eva looped relentlessly through her mind. Eva's words refused to leave her alone.I should have allowed you to rot in there.Her phone vibrated on the bedside table. She reached out and grabbed it. It was a message from Shalom.The buyer responded. They want a preview first. They aren't stupid, Sophie. They need to verify a small piece of the footage to make sure it's authentic.Sophie blinked against the screen's glare, her thumbs flying across the keyboard. A preview? If I give them a piece of the original footage, I lose all my leverage. What if they just take it and don't pay us?The phone buzzed against her palm almost instantly.I already thought of that, Shalom replied. We're using an encrypted link that self-destructs after a single viewing. The buyer will release the fifty thousand dollars the moment their team confirms

“Say it isn’t true.”Clara’s voice was barely above a whisper, but the words carried through the silent foyer. Eva remained at the top of the staircase, one hand gripping the wooden railing as she stared down at her. She wanted to speak, but there was nothing she could say that would make the situation disappear.“Clara…” Eva’s voice finally came out as a faint, breaking whisper. “It wasn’t like that. Please. I was completely out of my mind after the…” She couldn’t bring herself to finish the sentence. “It was a horrible mistake,” she added quietly.“A mistake?” Clara let out a sharp laugh, and it was a broken, awful sound that echoed off the high marble walls. She shook her head, her chin trembling. “You kissed the man you introduced me to, and you call that a mistake, Eva?”“I’m sorry.”Clara wiped her face with the back of her hand. “You even asked him to meet you again. What am I supposed to think?”“You shouldn’t think anything,” Eva said quietly. “I did something terrible, and I