All Chapters of Rejected By My Husband, Desired By My Doctor : Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

EvelynIf I had a bad feeling about something, I always tried to stop it to avoid more calamities. I had learnt that the hard way, having lost six of my children even after my instincts had to me I just had to quit the treatment. Now, my guts were up again, warning me against the idea of Damien going after Margaret. For some reason again, just like with Adrian, I knew we were only making matters worse.Maybe I just needed to focus on getting the divorce done and then moving out of the house and never looking back. Maybe that was the best way – only way – out.Damien proceeded anyway and in no time, it was out in the headlines again.DAMIEN CROSS GOES AFTER THE MASTERMIND – MARGARET PARKER, IN A BID TO GRASP AT STRAWSWhat more had been expected? The media was already turning against him, and Damien was acting blindly.Soon, the day did come. I sat beside Damien in the back of the courtroom, watching Raymond speak quietly with our lawyer while papers were arranged and rearranged on the

EvelynTheo did not step inside until Damien moved aside, and gave him permission to do so, after of course, noticing the familiarity and even then he hesitated at the threshold as though he was not entirely sure whether he had the right to cross it.He looked older than the last time I had seen him, though the last time had been so many years ago that I wasn't sure I could trust my memory of him, and there was something unsettling about seeing those dark Marcello eyes in a face I had spent so long refusing to think about.Damien remained near the door, watching both of us, and I could feel the question sitting between us without either of us asking it: who exactly was this man, and why had he decided to appear now?"Theo," I said quietly.He nodded."You remember me.""Of course I remember you."I looked away, suddenly angry that my voice had betrayed even the smallest trace of emotion. I had spent years telling myself that whatever happened to my family belonged to another part of m

EvelynTheo's card remained on the table long after he left, and by the time I woke the next morning, I had managed to convince myself that if I simply didn't touch it, I wouldn't have to think about him. I eventually moved it to the far edge of the counter and turned it facedown, as though hiding the number could somehow hide everything it represented, my father, my siblings, my mother's death, the strange marriage arrangement I had apparently entered without understanding what I had agreed to, and the uncomfortable realization that there were parts of my own life other people seemed to know better than I did.Damien noticed the card when he came into the kitchen, but he didn't ask about it immediately. He poured coffee for both of us, set my mug beside my hand, and waited until he had taken his seat before saying quietly, "You don't have to decide anything about Theo today.""I am not deciding anything about him at all," I said, keeping my eyes on the coffee. "He came, he delivered

MargaretThe report reached me late in the afternoon, shortly after I had finished a call with counsel concerning the latest separation schedule.Theo Marcello was back.As if that was not enough, he had spoken to Evelyn.Hm.Of all the Marcello children, Theo was the one I had least underestimated, which was precisely why his return concerned me. Pedro had always been too invested in maintaining the family's position to challenge his father's decisions, and Darlene had spent most of her adult life protecting herself from the consequences of the family's internal wars. Theo was different. Maybe because he was not directly related to them. He had the unpleasant habit of listening before deciding, and people who listened carefully were often more dangerous than people who shouted.I picked up the report again.He had spoken to Evelyn more than once. That was enough to be a problem. Was I to be worried? Maybe not.For months I had worked quietly to loosen the Parker family's remaining ob

AdrianIt took me some time.“Excuse me?”"You came back expecting the company to pause while you found your footing," he said. "It didn't.""Of course, because you’ve always made a good deputy, learning everything you ever know from me." I swear, I was trying so hard to keep my cool."No, you were expecting it to wait for you.""Because I built it." I threw back at him.Paul nodded. "You did."There was something infuriating about the calmness with which he said it, as if acknowledging my achievement gave him permission to take it away from me."You were given temporary authority," I continued. "The public situation has stabilized. The board has no reason to keep you in that seat."Paul gave a small sigh. "You keep calling it a seat.""What else would I call it?""The responsibility of running the company."I stared at him.He continued before I could answer."Look, Adrian, I understand why you're angry. I would be angry too. You disappear for weeks while the company is dealing with