All Chapters of Forced to Wear My Sister's Wedding Dress: Chapter 141 - Chapter 150

“Why not?” Julian said quietly. “You’ve had plenty of practice walking away from me.”The words landed harder than Eva expected. Her fingers tightened around his wrist, even though she knew she had no right to stop him after everything that had happened.“That’s not fair.”“Isn’t it?”She swallowed, her eyes burning as she looked at him. “I kissed him once.”Julian’s expression barely changed, but she felt the tension in his body immediately.“When?”“Days ago.” Her voice cracked. “I had just found out that my entire marriage was built around something you orchestrated. I was angry, Julian. I was hurt, and I didn’t know what to do with any of it.I went to Christian because I needed someone to talk to, and I made a mistake. I'm not trying to justify what I did. But it was a one-time mistake, I'm sorry.”“Why didn’t you think to tell me?” Julian's voice rose slightly. “Rather than me finding out this way. Do you know how humiliating it is to find out my wife kissed another man from my

Eva barely slept that night. Every time she closed her eyes, she saw Julian walking away from her. Then Christian's lying face came back to her, followed by Clara's harsh words in the foyer. By the time morning came, she had spent hours staring at the ceiling, wondering how everything could break apart in a single night.Still, she got out of bed. She refused to sit around the estate waiting for Julian to decide when he was ready to speak to her. She needed something that belonged to her. Something that had nothing to do with her messy marriage, Sophie, or Clara.She needed work.By eight-thirty, she was sitting behind her desk at the Castellan Group. A cup of untouched coffee sat beside her laptop. Her eyes were burning with fatigue, but she was already deep into the morning financial reports.A light knock sounded on her open door.“Are you actually working, or are you just staring at the screen and hoping the numbers will solve themselves, Mrs. Castellan?” Lauren asked, stepping in

The television was playing quietly in the Castellan sitting room that evening. The volume was low enough to blend into the background while the people around it went about their own business.“In business news tonight, Castellan Group and Vance Global are expected to finalize a major logistics partnership following weeks of negotiations. Sources close to both companies describe the agreement as one of the larger cross-industry partnerships currently being discussed…”Grandmother Isabella barely looked up from the needlework resting in her lap. Clara sat on the opposite sofa with a cup of tea beside her, scrolling through her phone while Mrs. Harris arranged a few magazines on the coffee table.The anchor continued talking about the partnership, mentioning the possible expansion of Castellan Group's operations into new markets. Nobody paid much attention. It was simply another evening in the estate, with the television filling the silence as naturally as it always had.---Upstairs, Ev

Mr. Hart set his coffee cup down hard enough to rattle the saucer."Sophie," his voice was flat. "Come look at this."Sophie leaned over his shoulder, and her mother crowded in from the other side. The newspaper photograph showed Eva and Christian standing close together at a restaurant. The picture was blurry, but the angle made them look very intimate.MRS. CASTELLAN’S MARRIAGE IN TURMOIL AFTER ALLEGED KISS WITH VANCE GLOBAL EXECUTIVE"Well," Sophie said, sliding back into her chair with a small, satisfied smile. "I guess the perfect daughter isn't so perfect after all.""Sophie," her mother warned.“What?” Sophie shrugged, her smile fading slightly. “I'm not the one who kissed another man while married.”Mrs. Hart folded the paper shut, her jaw tight. "This family has had enough scandal for one lifetime.""Speaking of scandal," Sophie said, setting down her fork. "I'm moving out. I found an apartment downtown. I will be fully settled by the weekend."Her mother's face lit up with s

Eva woke up first. The weak morning light was just beginning to filter through the curtains. She didn't move. Her right hand was still trapped in Julian’s firm, warm grip beneath the blanket. For a single, fleeting second, a wave of hope surged through her chest.Then Julian stirred.He opened his eyes, staring at the ceiling for a moment before he realized where he was. Slowly, deliberately, he let go of her hand. He sat up, swinging his legs out of bed and rubbing his face in the quiet room."Morning," she said carefully."Morning."Neither of them said anything for a moment. Eva finally shifted, pulling the covers to her chest. "Can we talk? About—""Not now, Eva," Julian cut her off flatly. He stood up and headed to the bathroom, his back completely turned to her. "I have to address the emergency board session today to clean up this mess. We'll talk later.""I'd rather you weren't there for it," he added.He turned around to look at her. "You are staying home today. You are in no