Semua Bab Forbidden Obsession Married By Contract To His Uncle : Bab 31 - Bab 40

The Cage That Kept Closing InEver since their explosive argument on the balcony that night, the air inside the Castello mansion seemed frozen.The tension between Aixa and Fernando was no longer expressed through bursts of anger, but through a heavy, suffocating silence. Whenever they found themselves in the same room, the atmosphere immediately turned awkward, filled with unfinished sentences that neither of them ever dared to complete.Yet the greatest change, the one that tormented Aixa the most, wasn't Fernando's coldness. It was the loss of the freedom she had once taken for granted.Now, wherever Aixa went, the shadows were always there.Two or three men dressed in black, assigned directly by Fernando, followed several steps behind her at all times. Whenever she walked through the hallways, headed toward the kitchen, or simply wanted to breathe the fresh air on the front terrace, the heavy rhythm of their footsteps echoed across the marble floors behind her.It had all begun af

A Pattern Begins to Change The days that followed unfolded in almost the same pattern, like a vicious cycle moving at a steady pace while slowly wearing away Aixa's emotional resilience. Every passing second felt like a drop of water, slowly but relentlessly carving into the rock of her sanity. Fernando remained the same man, cold, untouchable, and completely consumed by the sprawling empire of the Castello dynasty. He left before the morning dew had evaporated and returned only after everyone in the mansion was asleep. His presence in the house was no different from that of a ghostly ruler, leaving behind nothing but the faint scent of his cologne drifting through the hallways and a stack of rigid medical instructions on the desk. Fernando did not need a wife. He only needed obedience. Aixa continued to fulfill her role without complaint. She was Fernando Castello's wife, a grand title that now felt like a suit of iron armor, crushingly heavy and suffocating, something she had to

The Crack That Slipped InElio's words in the library that afternoon worked like a slow-acting poison. He never brought Fernando up so directly again, yet the impact was undeniable. Elio began slipping into the empty spaces in Aixa's heart, spaces that had long been abandoned by the man who should have filled them.His approach was subtle. It never triggered her defenses, yet it was devastating to the emotional walls of a lonely woman.The young man began remembering things that no one else in the mansion had ever cared enough to notice. Somehow, Elio knew the dates that mattered to Aixa. One day, he arrived at the pavilion carrying a small gift, the newly released novel by Aixa's favorite author. It was a book she had wanted for months but had never found the time to buy because of her demanding medical schedule."I noticed you read a lot of this author's books in the library. I happened to stop by a bookstore yesterday," Elio said casually, ignoring the fact that the novel was a li

Trying to Pull AwayThe realization that her growing dependence was slowly eroding her judgment filled Aixa with overwhelming guilt. Every time she looked at the wedding ring encircling her left ring finger, it felt as though a massive hammer had struck her chest. It was a cold, unforgiving reminder of the vows she could not ignore. She knew that if she allowed this emotional storm to continue, she would not only destroy herself but also cross a sacred line that should never be crossed.That afternoon, the wind blew a little harder, scattering fallen white rose petals across the garden path, as if reflecting the way her defenses were falling apart one by one. Aixa walked slowly, her hands clasped tightly in front of her body to hide the trembling in her fingers. Beside her, Elio matched her pace, keeping a respectful distance while making sure he remained close enough to catch her if dizziness overtook her again. His constant vigilance only made the atmosphere around them feel even mo

A Small CrackSecrets do not always begin with a carefully crafted lie. Sometimes, they begin with a cold transaction signed on stamped paper. A life traded for a prestigious family name and limitless wealth, where love is nothing more than an irrelevant commodity. Fernando's reasoning had always sounded practical, absolute, and left no room for negotiation."This is only a matter of time until you give me that heir, Aixa. Once the child is born, our contract is over, and you can leave with every cent of your compensation."Those words had been etched into Aixa's mind from the very first day she stepped into this grand mansion. But as time passed, the boundaries that had once seemed so clear slowly began to blur. Logic had surrendered to emotion, creating invisible cracks that now threatened to bring down the entire foundation of their business marriage.That morning, Aixa sat in the mansion's library with a thick classic novel open across her lap. The morning sunlight streamed throu