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Chapter Twenty-Two
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2026-06-05 23:57:47
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Marilyn woke up to the persistent ringing of her apartment doorbell. The sound refused to stop. At first, she tried ignoring it. She pulled the blanket over her head and buried her face deeper into the pillow, hoping whoever was outside would eventually give up. But they didn’t. The bell rang again, and again, and again. With a frustrated groan, Marilyn sat upright in bed. Her head felt heavy, between her mother’s surgery, Raymond’s proposal, and the countless thoughts keeping her awake half the night, she had barely gotten any sleep. The bell rang again. “Coming!” She pushed herself off the bed. She was still wearing the black lounge pants and cream tank top she had slept in. Her red hair was a tangled mess around her shoulders as she walked barefoot out of her bedroom. Halfway through the living room, she paused. The apartment looked exactly how she felt. Exhausted. A coffee mug sat forgotten on the center table. A throw blanket hung off the couch. Magazines were scattered acr
WRONG ROOM Chapter Thirty-Nine
The city lights blurred past the tinted windows of Raymond's car as it moved smoothly through the evening traffic. Lawrence drove without saying a word, giving the two people in the backseat complete privacy. Marilyn sat beside Raymond, staring at her left hand, at the ring. She had been staring at it ever since he slipped it onto her finger. It wasn't overly flashy, in fact, compared to the kind of jewelry billionaires usually bought, it looked surprisingly simple. Elegant. Timeless. And somehow, that made it worse. Because it didn't look like a joke. It looked real. Everything about today felt unreal. Her mother’s surgery, and Madison creating chaos. With the hospital believing Raymond was her fiancé. And then Raymond calmly proposed marriage as if he were discussing tomorrow's weather. Marilyn closed her eyes briefly. Her entire life had changed in less than forty-eight hours. She didn't even know how to process it. Beside her, Raymond sat quietly, his attention focused on th
WRONG ROOM Chapter Thirty-Eight
The VIP lounge gradually became quieter as the evening stretched deeper into the night. After hearing that Elizabeth's surgery had gone well, Naomi and Sia finally relax. The tension that had followed them for hours slowly eased from their shoulders. They remained with Marilyn for another hour, talking about random things and trying their best to distract her, but exhaustion eventually caught up with all of them. "You're not leaving this hospital tonight, are you?" Naomi asked for what felt like the tenth time. Marilyn shook her head. "I didn't think so," Naomi sighed. Sia stood and stretched her arms above her head. "At least try to sleep a little." "I will." "That's a lie." "It is." The three women laughed softly. For the first time all day, the sound didn't feel forced. Naomi stepped forward and wrapped her arms around Marilyn. "Your mom is strong. She'll be okay." Sia joined the hug a second later. "Call us if you need anything. Even if it's three in the morning." Mari
WRONG ROOM Chapter Thirty-Seven
Silence filled the VIP lounge at Mediterranean Hospital. Marilyn sat on the edge of one of the cream-colored sofas with both hands clasped tightly together. Naomi sat on her right, Sia on her left, and Madison occupied the single armchair near the window with her tablet resting on her lap. The room was beautiful in a way that felt almost insulting to Marilyn’s fear. Soft lighting, expensive furniture, fresh flowers on a glass table, and a private coffee station in one corner. Everything looked calm, elegant, and controlled. But nothing inside Marilyn felt calm. Her mother had been in surgery for some hours now. At first, no one said much. Naomi held her hand. Sia kept rubbing her back. Madison took calls quietly and stepped out twice to speak with hospital staff. Every time the lounge door opened, Marilyn’s heart stopped. Every time it was not the doctor, she felt herself sink deeper into fear. By the fourth hour, the silence became too heavy to bear. Naomi finally leane
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Marilyn still couldn't believe that she had wasted her time coming here. She had hoped time would have changed him. Maturity. Success. Life experience. Something. Apparently not. Simon Hayes was still the same selfish, arrogant man she had left behind. The only difference now was that he wore expensive suits and sat behind a bigger desk. Simon leaned casually against his desk, already imagining victory. His eyes traveled over her body without shame. “So?” he asked. “What's it going to be?” Marilyn slowly turned to look at him. A smug smile spread across his face. “If you say yes, the money is yours tonight.” For a brief moment, Marilyn smiled too. The sight seemed to encourage him. Then she spoke. “Go fuck yourself.” The smile vanished from Simon's face instantly. Marilyn had never felt more satisfied. “You know,” she continued calmly, “I almost convinced myself that maybe you had changed.” Simon frowned. “But I can see now that you're still the same pathetic idiot you were
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The following day changed nothing. Marilyn sat in the hospital lounge between Naomi and Sia, staring blankly at the disposable cup of coffee in her hands. The drink had long gone cold, but she barely noticed. Her thoughts were consumed by hospital bills, surgery costs, and the terrifying possibility of losing the only family she had left. The last twenty-four hours had been a nightmare. Every time she looked through the glass walls toward the VIP suite where her mother rested, a fresh wave of fear washed over her. Elizabeth Oxford had always been strong. She had worked tirelessly to raise Marilyn alone, sacrificing everything she had so her daughter could have opportunities she never did. Seeing her lying in a hospital bed felt wrong. Naomi sighed heavily and leaned back in her chair. “Marilyn, this is serious.” “I know.” “No, I mean really serious,” Naomi pressed. “We're talking about your mother's life here.” Sia nodded in agreement. “Naomi is right. We can't just sit around
WRONG ROOM Chapter Twenty-Nine
Marilyn spent nearly an hour standing in front of her wardrobe, pulling out one dress after another only to reject each one. It was either too formal, too casual, too obvious or too plain. With a frustrated sigh, she tossed another outfit onto her bed and stared at the growing pile of rejected clo
WRONG ROOM Chapter Twenty-Eight
Madison’s words kept repeating in Marilyn’s head like a warning. “The boss wants to see you.” Usually, she would have gone immediately. She would have gathered her tablet, straightened her shoulders, and walked into Raymond’s office without hesitation. Today was different. Today, she knew exactl
WRONG ROOM Chapter Twenty-Seven
The following day passed far more peacefully than Marilyn expected. For once, Raymond didn’t call her into his office every hour, nor did he find excuses to keep her close. He didn’t even send her on impossible errands, or stop by her desk. The strange conversation they had shared after leaving the
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The conference room remained thick with tension as the meeting continued. Department heads presented updates on occupancy rates, guest feedback, and upcoming resort projects. Marilyn sat quietly beside Raymond, taking notes and trying her best to ignore the curious and hostile stares still directed
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