All Chapters of CHASING HIS SUPERSTAR WIFE: Chapter 61 - Chapter 69

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CHAPTER 61

Henry's POVThe moment the Sinclairs stepped into the principal’s office, the atmosphere would completely change.It wasn’t subtle, and it also wasn’t quiet.It was immediate and overwhelming.As they walked in, so did power accompany them.James had stood in the middle, in between his parents, his face bruised and swollen, his posture stiff, his presence no longer that of the untouchable golden boy of Sterlingmere—but still, somehow, he carried that same weight. That same authority that his parents had. He still wore that same invisible shield that had always existed around him.But it was his parents that made everything feel suffocating.His mother rushed to his side instantly, her hands moving frantically over his face, her voice trembling with concern as she inspected every bruise, every cut, every mark I had left behind.His father didn’t move like that.He didn’t rush.He didn’t panic.He walked in slowly, deliberately, like a man who was already in control of the situation bef

CHAPTER 62

Henry's POVThree months.It has been three months, and yet, it didn’t feel like it had been that long, but at the same time, it felt like an entire lifetime had passed since filming began.Everything had moved so fast.From the first day on set, where I had been nervous but determined, to now—standing at the edge of completion, with just four major scenes left before everything wrapped—it almost felt surreal.This film had completely consumed me.It had fully taken in every waking moment, thought, and emotion.It had become my escape and shield.My way of not thinking about everything else that had been weighing on my mind.And it had worked. At least for the most part.I had pushed everything aside—James, Isabel, Henry, the past, the pain—and buried myself completely in Sera.I had only found myself in her story. I lived her emotions and also her life.It had been easier that way.Safer.Because Sera didn’t have my problems.She didn’t have my past. She didn’t have to deal with my c

CHAPTER 63

Isabel's POVI knew exactly why James left.He didn’t need to explain it, and neither did he need to justify it.James didn’t even need to look at me for me to understand.Because I had already seen everything I needed to see long before he muttered that weak excuse about going to the bathroom and walked out of the mayor’s circle like he needed air.It was as if he were suffocating and like he couldn’t stand being there another second.And the reason for that suffocation?Amelia.Of course it was.It had started the moment she walked into the gala.No—even before that.Because I knew the effect she still had on him, even if he refused to admit it out loud.But tonight had made it undeniable.The moment she stepped into the room, something in James shifted.I had seen it as clear as day.I had seen it from the way his posture straightened just slightly.Or the way his gaze instinctively found her in a crowded room full of people who were arguably far more important than she was.I cou

CHAPTER 64

Amelia's POVI needed air.That was the only thought running through my head as I stepped out of the hall and into the quieter, dimly lit corridor that led toward the open terrace. The noise from the gala faded behind me almost instantly, replaced by a softer, distant hum that felt far less suffocating than the chaos I had just left behind.My chest rose and fell unevenly as I walked further out, my heels clicking lightly against the marble floor before I finally stepped into the cool night air.The breeze hit my skin gently, brushing against my face, my shoulders, and my arms—cooling me down, grounding me, and reminding me that I was still in control.Or at least—I was supposed to be.I stopped near the railing, gripping it lightly as I closed my eyes for a moment and inhaled deeply.This wasn’t supposed to happen.I had prepared myself for tonight. I had readied myself to face the people I needed to. I was fully ready to handle all the pressure, the attention, and the expectations.

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Amelia's POVFor a moment, for just one fleeting, suspended moment, I forgot everything.I had forgotten about the gala, the people, all the expectations, and the consequences that could come if people knew I was with Henry.All of it disappeared the second Henry’s lips met mine.And the most terrifying part?I didn’t stop him. I didn’t pull away, and I definitely didn’t hesitate.Instead, I leaned in.My fingers instinctively curled into the fabric of his suit, gripping him as though I needed something to anchor me, something to steady the storm that had been building inside me for far too long.Because that was what this was. It was a storm, and it was one that I had tried to contain and bury.I thought that I had convinced myself that all my feelings for Henry didn’t exist anymore.But I had been wrong.I had never been so completely and undeniably wrong.The moment his lips touched mine, everything I had suppressed came rushing back with a force I wasn’t prepared for. The longing

CHAPTER 66

Leaving the gala with Henry felt surreal.It wasn’t just the act itself—the quiet exit, the subtle avoidance of attention, the deliberate steps away from a place I was expected to remain in—it was everything that decision represented.I had chosen him. Again.And as I walked beside him, my hand still lightly held in his, I couldn’t even bring myself to regret it.The city lights blurred past us as we got into his car, the silence between us not awkward but filled with a quiet understanding. Neither of us rushed to speak. There was no need to fill the space with unnecessary words when everything that mattered had already been said or felt.Henry drove with calm precision, his focus on the road, but every now and then, I caught his gaze flickering toward me, like he was making sure I was still there.Like he still couldn’t believe this was happening.Truthfully, neither could I.After a while, the car slowed to a stop in front of a quiet, upscale building tucked away from the main stree

CHAPTER 67

James' POV I shouldn’t have followed him.That thought sat heavily in my mind as I stood just beyond the exit, partially concealed by the structure of the hallway that led outside.I had only intended to get some air.That was what I told myself when I stepped away from the mayor’s circle, when I excused myself with the vague mention of needing the bathroom.But the truth?The truth was far less composed.From the moment Amelia walked into that hall, something in me had shifted.Something I didn’t want to acknowledge.Something I refused to name.And when I saw Henry leave, and when I noticed the direction he was heading, my instincts took over before my logic could catch up.And so I followed him. I did it quietly and in a way that I wouldn't be seen.I told myself it was nothing and that it was only just curiosity.But deep down, I knew better.Because the moment I stepped outside and saw them, everything inside me stilled.Amelia and Henry were standing together. They were facing

CHAPTER 68

Amelia's POVToday was the last day of filming.This was the final scene and the final stretch.After months of filming, sleepless nights, emotional exhaustion, and everything in between—it had all come down to this.I stood just off set, script in hand, though I barely needed it anymore. Every line, every movement, every emotion tied to this moment had already been etched into me. I had lived and breathed this role for so long that stepping into Sera now felt almost second nature.There was a quiet buzz of activity around me.Crew members moved with purpose, making final adjustments.The lighting team tested angles, and camera operators checked their equipment.And somewhere in the background, Glen’s voice could be heard, directing, correcting, refining.It felt different today. Everything felt heavier and much more significant.Maybe it was because this wasn’t just another scene.This was the ending of the first book. And in the ending was the cliffhanger that would leave audiences

CHAPTER 69

Isabel's POVIt was me.The thought didn’t come with hesitation, nor did it come with guilt.It also did not come with regret, with any form of regret coming from my part.It simply existed—clear, sharp, undeniable.I stood on set, my expression carefully composed as the crew rushed around in frantic motion, their voices rising in panic, their movements disorganized in a way I had never seen before.Someone shouted for help, and another called for medical assistance.There was chaos.The set was suddenly in complete and utter chaos. It was a pure, unfiltered chaos.And at the center of it all was Amelia. She was still lying on the ground below. And she wasn't moving.My immediate thought was that I had broken her into pieces. This could be the possible end of my long-running rival.My chest rose slowly as I inhaled, my gaze fixed on the scene unfolding before me, taking it all in without missing a single detail.This was what it had come to, and this was what I had done.In my head, I

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