All Chapters of A Little Stepmother in Trouble: Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

Alexander glared at Roger."Why did you hang up the phone?" he demanded."You'll thank me for it too, sir. I've worked really hard to make your marriage work, and I'm not about to let you wreck it with some awful declaration of love over the phone. Your wife is so adorable, I honestly adore her, even though she thinks my taste is bad enough that I'd be attracted to you.""Roger, if you say one more time that you adore my wife, you can go ahead and call her to bail me out of the police station again—only this time for murdering my assistant," he threatened."The only one you need to bury is Izan Brown. He's the only one who actually plans on taking your wife away. He reminds me of my little sister. She has terrible luck with men, too, just like your poor wife."Alexander shook his head.Roger was right about a lot of things, and this was one of them.Diana's luck with men had always been awful, and now that she was married to him—a man who broke out in a cold sweat at the mere thought

"Alexander, don't fall asleep," she told her husband.Diana was curled against his bare chest, tracing her fingers over his stomach."Woman, you're insatiable. Give me half an hour to recover," he grumbled, but he grabbed her hand and guided it down to his cock. "If you can bring it back to life, it's yours."She laughed and kissed his chest."That's not it. I'm exhausted—if it comes back to life, I'm the one you'll kill—but I don't want you falling asleep, because I need to tell you something."The moment had come, and it might not have been the best one, but she didn't want to let more time slip by. She was scared, but she had to trust in the love he felt for her. The truth would set her free from all of it, and they'd be fine.Alexander turned onto his side, still holding her, and tipped her chin up to lift her face to his."What's worrying you?""How you'll react when I tell you," she admitted. "It's not easy to swallow.""I've survived your cooking, honey. I think that's prepared

"Where are you going at this hour?" Alexander asked when she started getting ready, packing her things into her bag.She needed to get out of there, needed to stop looking at him, because the way he was looking at her was tearing her apart."I don't know, but I have to get out of here. I'll go to the front desk and ask for another room. You need time, and so do I."Alexander picked up the ring he'd left on the table and held it out to her."Not everything gets solved this way. Wanting to think things through is one thing—running away is something else entirely. Because that's exactly what you're doing." Alexander took her hand and slid the ring back onto her finger. "Try to understand, I still can't wrap my head around it. Years ago, I was in a place like that once…""But you can't stand the idea that your wife did it." Diana looked him in the eye. She wasn't nervous anymore; she didn't even know how she felt.It was some mix of disappointment and helplessness.Maybe he was right, may

When Alexander left, Diana ate breakfast alone and decided to get dressed and go out for a while so she wouldn't spend the whole time thinking about what had happened.Later she'd go up and get ready for that night's event, where her husband would be given the Businessman of the Year award.After that... She didn't want to think about after. He'd told her to trust him, and she'd try, even though her heart was worn out from taking so many hits.She had to give him time to process it all, but she felt like it would always hang over their marriage like a dead weight.She left the room and headed down to the front desk.She didn't know where she'd go, but she needed to clear her head a little.She was handing over the room key at the desk, so her husband could get in if she was out longer than expected, when she ran into the last person she wanted to see."Hello, sweetheart, I didn't expect to run into you here." Her father's voice rang out behind her.Could anything else possibly go wron

By the time Alexander got back to the hotel room, he had just enough time to get ready and head back out with his wife.The guilt was already eating at him before he even opened the door.He'd just remembered that he'd left that morning without even wishing her a happy birthday.His head had been so messed up that it had completely slipped his mind.He'd bought her a choker and matching earrings for her to wear that night—at least he could still make it up to her.The second he walked in, the first thing out of his mouth was an apology, before he'd even checked if she was in the room."Diana, honey, I'm sorry—" he started, and realized he was talking to an empty room.He headed toward the bedroom and found her with her back to him.She was looking at herself in the mirror, not doing anything, just staring like her mind was somewhere else entirely.He wanted to say something, but no word he could come up with would capture what he was looking at.She must have caught him in the mirror,