All Chapters of THE BRIDE HE NEVER WANTED: Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

One quiet evening, as she sat alone in her room, a dangerous thought crossed Lia’s mind. Her eyes narrowed with new determination. If she could get pregnant with Adrian’s child, he would have no choice but to marry her. A baby would tie him to her forever. It would fix everything. She smiled slowly to herself, a plan already forming in her head. Lia had spent the past few days crying and begging, but nothing worked. Adrian had become a wall of ice. He barely looked at her. He locked his door every night. He walked past her like she was invisible. The humiliation from the wedding still burned in her chest. Marcus had destroyed her perfect day, but she refused to let that be the end. She would fight for what she wanted. She called for one of the younger maids, Rosa, a quiet girl in her early twenties who worked mainly in the kitchens. Rosa came quickly, her hands clasped in front of her, nervous as always when any member of the family summoned her. “Miss Lia?” Rosa asked, eyes fixed

Clara took a deep breath and began. Her voice was soft at first, but it grew stronger as she spoke. “When I returned to the mansion, the head maid was waiting for me. She told me Adrian had given new orders. I was no longer a regular maid. I was assigned to his personal service only. Cleaning his room, bringing his meals, attending to anything he needed. No other duties. I knew what it meant. He wanted me close so he could punish me for being at your naming ceremony.”She paused, eyes distant. “That first evening, I carried his wine to his study. He locked the door before I could leave. He… he took me that night. It was rough. He didn’t care that I didn’t want it. He just used me. Again and again.”Clara’s voice cracked. “Lia caught us. She came to the door and heard everything. When Adrian finally opened it, she slapped me so hard I fell. She called me names. Said I was a traitor. Adrian didn’t stop her. He just watched. The next day, I was fired. They threw me out with nothing but

Adrian was in his study when his phone rang. He answered quickly, expecting another update on the search for Marcus. Instead, the voice on the other end belonged to one of his most trusted men planted inside Nathan’s company. “Sir,” the man said, his voice low and urgent. “Something strange just happened. Nathan Hale called out the name ‘Serena’ to a woman in a car. He shouted it as the car was pulling away. I couldn’t see her face clearly because of the dark tinted windows, but it was definitely her he was calling to.” Adrian froze. The glass in his hand stopped halfway to his lips. Surprise flashed across his face, quickly replaced by sharp focus. He set the glass down slowly. “Serena?” he repeated, his voice low. “Are you sure that’s the name he used?” “Yes, sir. Clear as day. He tried to correct himself right after, but I heard it. The car left the building a few minutes ago. It looked like a private driver.” Adrian’s mind raced. Serena. The name he had not heard in years. Th

Emma kept her face calm and professional even though her heart was racing. She had recognized Adrian’s mother the moment she stepped into the studio. The older woman carried herself with the same cold authority Emma remembered from the mansion. For the sake of the watching staff, Emma refused to show any discomfort. Leading by bad example was not how Lumina operated.“Good morning,” Emma said politely, extending her hand. “I’m Emma, the manager. How may I help you today?”Adrian’s mother shook her hand briefly, her grip firm. “I saw your collection online. I’m interested in a particular design, the midnight blue scarf with the silver thread pattern. Do you have it in stock?”Emma nodded without hesitation. “Yes, we do. It’s one of our signature pieces. The silver threading is hand-stitched and uses sustainable metallic fibers. How many would you like to purchase?”They moved to a quiet meeting corner. Emma spread out sample books and fabric swatches on the table. Adrian’s mother sat w

The boardroom at Laurent Global was heavy with tension. The long mahogany table was covered with reports, charts, and half-empty coffee cups. Ten men and three women sat around it, their faces grim. Victor Laurent sat at the head, his fingers drumming restlessly on the polished wood. Adrian stood by the window, arms crossed, staring out at the city skyline as if the answers were written there.One of the senior executives cleared his throat. “Our market value has dropped another twelve percent this week. Three major investors have pulled out completely. They cited ‘instability in family leadership’ as the reason.”Another director added, “The wedding scandal is still trending. Videos from that day are everywhere. Partnerships we were close to finalizing have been put on hold or canceled. Two suppliers in Asia have already switched to Hale Corporation. They don’t want to be associated with us right now.”Victor’s face turned red. He slammed his hand on the table. “We were number one! N