All Chapters of Mr. Frost’s Reluctant Prisoner Bride: Chapter 111 - Chapter 120

Julian’s palm was scalding, the indentations of his fingertips branded onto his skin. The searing pain that lashed across Vanessa’s face was scorching, striking her ears so hard they seemed to lose all hearing, ringing loudly as her head reeled and a wave of nausea washed over her.“Do you enjoy being so utterly provocative?” Julian had hit her, and regret instantly swelled within him, but a second thought dismissed it – *she brought this upon herself*, he couldn’t be blamed. He reached out to touch her, but was violently shoved away.Vanessa’s heart was trembling violently. She couldn’t stand to be there another second. Scrambling past Julian, she bolted out the door.A single light burned in the villa. In the dim atmosphere, Adrian’s face was cast in shadows, his expression complex and unreadable.Leila poured him a drink, deferentially, eager to please. “...I didn’t mean to. I just felt pity for Vanessa and wanted to help her.”Adrian offered a scornful smile. “Pity? You pitied her

"I haven't taken his money in a long time."Dominic had been to jail. After his release, finding good work was hard, but he had his hands and feet. Supporting himself and his brother was no problem. Now that his brother was cured, there was no longer a need for a woman to sell herself for his peace of mind."You're leaving? Where to?"Having interacted with Julian, Dominic could feel the chill emanating from him. He wasn't someone to easily provoke, let alone toy with. "Isn't it good to be with him? Didn't you like him a lot before?""No, it's not good."Vanessa didn't elaborate too much. "It's very bad. Anyway, if you need money, just tell me...""No need." Dominic refused coldly and decisively. "Before, it was for my brother. From now on, I won't need you to give me money.""...Then take care."She didn't finish her sentence.A voice came from behind her, sharp and grating.Vanessa hastily hung up the phone and turned around, met by Rose's scrutinizing and disdainful expression. "Wh

The kiss stopped abruptly, halted by a hand clamping around her throat.Julian’s lips were swollen red from kissing, his eyes just as inflamed. Vanessa stared back at him, unmoving, her face pale with shock. "If you want it, just get it over with, okay?""How can you be so cheap?" Julian suddenly sat up. On the surface, he controlled the situation between them, yet the real power lay in Vanessa’s hands. "You were with Harvey yesterday, didn't you say you had nothing to do with him? You tell me, how should I treat you?""I was with him. Not just together, we slept. Does that satisfy you?"Julian fell silent for a long time, his fingertips tracing Vanessa's face, as if trying to recall her former self. "Vanessa, you never used to talk like this."Vanessa slapped his hand away. "Don't mention the past again. The thought of how I used to like you, chasing after you, makes me sick.""So who do you want to chase now?" Julian dropped his hand and smiled, but his smile was sinister. "Harvey?

Evelyn pushed Cameron away and returned to her room.Cameron stood rooted for a moment, then lightly massaged his temples. Just as he was about to head back, he looked up and saw Adrian through an open window upstairs, smoking and watching him with a playful smirk.The words Cameron had exchanged with Evelyn.He had heard every single one.The air in the doorway was chillingly crisp. Adrian had only just woken, a hangover from last night making his head throb this morning. His hair was disheveled, and he stood before Cameron, cigarette in hand, a sight that immediately sparked the older man's displeasure."Look at yourself in a mirror, what do you even look like? What's the difference between you and those street ruffians?"Adrian sat down, not bothering to straighten his posture. "I *am* a street ruffian, Dad. And what are you? You're the most formidable liar, who thoroughly deceived both Vanessa and me."Cameron choked up."Why did you lie to us like this, and to Vanessa? Why?" Adri

The time for fitting the wedding dress abroad was set, a trip that would last about a week.A week wasn't a short time, and Julian specifically instructed Keith to keep a close eye on Vanessa. The meaning of "keep a close eye" was profound; it wasn't surveillance or confinement, and Keith needed to gauge the exact boundaries himself.Julian withdrew an extra sum of money and privately handed it to Keith, knowing his family was struggling. He considered himself to have done his utmost for Keith. "If anything happens to Miss Brooks while I'm gone, inform me immediately."Keith took the money and nodded. "Understood, Sir… how long will you be away?""A week."For some reason, Julian felt a strong sense of unease this time, a feeling that rarely surfaced, making him more anxious than usual. "Make sure you watch over her well this time, and I'll give you further compensation when I return."Keith remained respectfully polite. No matter what, Julian was his employer, and his priority was to