Wrong bride to the right husband のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 121 - チャプター 130

Third person's POV…Adrian’s eyes were still wide in surprise but he didn’t pull away. He just sat there, frozen, his eyes open as Tracy kissed him. He sat there, watching, confused, trying to understand what had just happened.What is wrong with Tracy? He wondered, but he didn't say anything.Slowly, Tracy pulled away. Their eyes met for a brief second before Adrian lifted his hand and placed the back of it against her neck.“Do you have a fever?” he asked, his brows slightly furrowed.Tracy shook her head, a small smile forming on her lips. “Someone was watching,” she said simply.Then she stepped out of the car, grabbed her bag, and shut the door.Adrian remained seated, completely stunned. Through the tinted glass, he watched her walk away, his mind struggling to process everything.His hand moved to his chest. His heart was beating fast.“Someone was watching…” he repeated under his breath. But that didn’t make sense. Their engagement hadn’t even been officially announced yet. S

Third person's POV...“Alright,” she said. “Give me a few minutes. I'll dress up quickly and meet you”“No,” Adrian interrupted. "Don't bother. I’ll come pick you up. I'll meet you at your parents’ coffee shop,”She hesitated. “My parents aren’t around… the café is closed. I'll send you my address," “Okay," After the call ended, Tracy went to the living room. Her eyes moved from her phone… to her work.Then back to her phone.“Why am I so ready to go when I have work to do?” she muttered. Her subconscious answered immediately.You’re trying to fix things. She groaned softly and went back to her room.She had already showered thirty minutes ago, but she decided to shower again to feel fresher. After showers, she put on a red knee-length dress with black shoes. She untied her hair that she had tied in a bun. She divided her hair into sections and using a hair stretcher, she made each section straight. Although she did it hurriedly, not entirely straightening each section properly,

Third person's POV…Adrian watched Tracy walk away. For a second, he remained rooted to the spot, his jaw tight and his brows drawn together in confusion.Something was wrong. Very wrong.He turned slightly, as if to return to the hall, but then paused.No.With a sharp exhale, he changed direction and strode after her.At that same moment, the host had already taken the stage. Taylor’s father stood at the podium, a wide smile on his face as he adjusted the microphone.“Ladies and gentlemen,” he began warmly, “I am truly grateful to each and every one of you for honoring this invitation tonight.”The crowd quieted, attention shifting fully to him.“It means a lot to my family and I that you are all here to celebrate something very special… the successful return of my daughter, Taylor.”Applause erupted across the hall.“After bagging her Master’s degree all the way from the UK… the Queen's land”A few amused chuckles rippled through the audience.“She has made us incredibly proud.”M

Third person's POV… The lunch rush at Investico was a hum of clinking cutlery and hushed office gossip, but at Tracy and Mercy’s table, the air was thick with indignation.Tracy pushed her food around her plate absentmindedly while Mercy watched her with curious eyes.“So,” Mercy finally said, leaning forward, “that was what got you so angry the other day?”Tracy didn’t hesitate. Her hand hit the table lightly. “Yes! I mean, who does that?” she snapped. “Even if she's his friend. There's a limit to everything" "We might be in a contract relationship,” she continued. "but he should at least acknowledge me as his fiancée”She exhaled sharply, rubbing her forehead. “And Taylor… God, Taylor is really pushing her luck. She knows he’s engaged. Fake or not, that should count for something. This isn’t just friendship anymore, she’s crossing lines.”Mercy nodded slowly. “I get what you mean…”“And Adrian? He is just letting everything slide and letting her do as she pleases. She's just…" She

Third person's POV…“I didn't know you both were seeing each other,” Mrs Grey beamed. Tracy just smiled and lowered her head. They were in Mrs Grey’s office. Adrian was sitting across from her. “Was that the reason you asked for her to be your partner?” She added.Adrian nodded. "Yes. That was the reason," he turned and looked at Tracy. “I can't stay away from her for long," Tracy playfully rolled her eyes. Then Mrs Grey turned to Tracy. “You know the company policy. Article 5, Acts 3. No personal relationship with any partner is allowed," Tracy shifted uncomfortably in her seat. She didn't break that rule so what was Mrs Grey implying?“But… your case is an exception. You've already met Mr Blackwood here before he became a partner. So the policy doesn't apply to you. As long as you don't let your personal affairs disrupt your professional work,”"It wouldn't happen,” Tracy assured. "I'm best at managing personal and professional life,”"I know,” Mrs Grey smiled. "I trust you. Yo