All Chapters of Killed Me? Watch Me Get Reborn And Marry Your Enemy!: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

Abby's POV"You've got it wrong," I grinned, clarifying. "If I really wanted to use you, I wouldn't have married you." I let my gaze trail over his face. "Honestly, your looks were a big part of why I said yes."I looked straight at him and went on, "Otherwise, I wouldn't have tied someone like you to me through marriage." I gave him a soft laugh. "Matteo, have a little faith in your face."His smile deepened, all charm. "So I should be saying being chosen by you is a privilege, huh?"I lifted my eyes, my smile faint. “I mean, I just broke off an engagement—if I suddenly said I liked you, you probably wouldn't buy it. But I really am interested. Like you said, why not give it a chance? You never know." My expression firmed. "But before that happens, I need to deal with what's still in the way.”Matteo knew exactly what those “obstacles” were—Nicholas and everything tangled up with the Sinclair family. So he didn't argue. He looked at me for a long moment, then finally said, “Got it. S

Abby's POVI was the one who moved first.I took a deep, shaky breath, telling myself, Practice makes perfect. I closed the distance between us, shut my eyes, and initiated the kiss. It was soft, a gentle, tender, highly-rehearsed touch of my lips against his.I immediately pulled away, my eyes snapping open. He looked utterly surprised, but there was a strange, dark amusement in his gaze."I didn't ask for the lips," he whispered, a hint of confusion mixing with his smile. "It was for the cheek."My cheeks burned with instant, profound shame. What the hell did I just do? I reached for the door handle, desperate to escape my embarrassment.But his hand shot out like lightning, grabbing my arm. He pulled me close, dragging me back across the center console until I was crushed against his chest."Not so fast," he murmured, his voice low and demanding. "If we're going to do this, we're going to do it right. Let's do it again."He didn't wait for permission. His hand moved to the back of

Abby's POVAfter we finished lunch together. He drove me back to the Sinclair residence. I watched the familiar high gates approach and couldn't help but laugh softly.I had just realized the absurdity of my day: I'd used my new husband as my personal driver, my bodyguard, and a very expensive distraction. All his valuable time was wasted because of me.He cut the engine, the sudden silence filling the car. "What's funny?" he asked, not turning, his hands resting on the wheel."I'm sorry," I whispered, the laughter fading into sincerity. "I'm sorry for wasting your time today. I know you canceled an important meeting with investors or clients. I worry I just wasted your whole day—"He didn't let me finish.He turned, reached out, and planted a quick, hard, silencing kiss on my lips. My eyes flew wide. The kiss was over in a second, but it was enough to steal all the air from my lungs.Any protest or apology I might have had vanished completely. I was screaming internally!My heart was

Abby's POVMatteo settled the bill, then walked over to me. "Got any plans later?"I turned to him, slightly puzzled. "Why? You planning something?"Checking his watch, he gave me a faint, knowing smile. "If you're free, I wanna take you somewhere." His deep voice carried a subtle hint of mystery that quickly piqued my curiosity.In the end, curiosity won. I nodded and followed Matteo to his car.Matteo drove us to a bar. I wasn't a fan of loud, rowdy places like this. If I had to go, I'd pick a quiet lounge over this kind of scene any day. In my past life, Matteo basically lived in bars. Was he trying to show me that part of his party lifestyle?I looked up at the neon sign: "Jade Rabbit's Still." Weird name, I thought, but kind of fun. Matteo had been watching my reaction closely. When I didn't seem totally against the idea, he relaxed a bit.Handing his keys to the valet, he asked me, "Shall we?"I gave him a quick glance. "Yeah." I figured since we'd come all this way, it would fe

Matteo's POVAbby was the one who interrupted Sebastian's analysis. “Hi,” she said simply.Victor and Sebastian immediately shut their mouths and gave her strained, awkward smiles. Sebastian, never missing a chance to dig, raised an eyebrow. “So, you two got your license, then?”Victor gasped, leaning forward. “Wait, hold up, did I miss the moment? You two aren't just 'together'—you actually got married? For real?”Abby slid into the booth next to me. “Yes, we did,” she said, completely cool. “We're both consenting adults.”Victor scoffed, eyes wide with disapproval. “Abigail, are you serious about this decision? Our guy here is thirty-seven—”I grabbed a nut from the bowl and fired it straight at Victor. “Hey! Why the hell are you so focused on my age? It's not like I'm ancient—”“Because you are,” Victor cut in, howling with laughter as he ducked.“Wait, back up,” Victor demanded, ignoring the nut. “You're actually married? And you weren't joking about the contract? She really signe