Sentenced to Marriage by MadlainQ

Drinking aftermath “Are you worried, Cora?” Jack couldn’t hide his amusement. “I can almost smell jealousy coming from you!”

“It might sound irrational to you, but there’s something like a female instinct, and it screams that I shouldn’t underestimate the fact that Aren’s ex-girlfriend suddenly appeared in the city, ” I said. “I’m aware that it is quite shallow of me to worry about his ex while he is still unconscious. Nonetheless, it bothers me more now that I’ve just heard how Aren couldn’t cope with her leaving him. What if someone brought her here on purpose? What if it was someone who knew how much she meant to Aren and wanted to mess him up?”

“Don’t you think that you are a little bit paranoid, Cora?” Chris mocked. “Aren seemed to be happy with you. I doubt that he would take a trip down memory lane and reminisce about some chick that double-crossed him.”

I frowned and clenched my fist. “He already did! He had nightmares the night after someone sent him pictures of her, walking around the streets of New York! And you seriously think that I have nothing to worry about?!”

They both stayed silent for more than a minute. I could see the mocking grins disappear from their expressions and give way to hesitation and concern. Nonetheless, they didn’t want to admit that it was something that I should worry about. “Let’s just focus on Aren’s health right now, OK?” Jack tossed before getting up to refill our drinks.

Their avoiding the subject was like they were admitting that I was right. Yet, of course, my main concern was Aren and his condition. The doctor said that all of his parameters returned

to normal, and there was no reason for him to stay in a coma, and yet, he didn’t wake up…

I felt lonely and weak without him. Perhaps the main reason why I kept drowning myself in work was that I had trouble facing my helplessness.

“I’m tired…” I mumbled, sipping another glass of whiskey. “What did you say?” Chris’s words made me realize that my thoughts became audible. It was no sense in denying what I’d just said. “I said that I am tired,” I repeated with a bitter sinile.

his seat. “Are you sleepy? I have a guestroom upstairs. There’s a quite comfortable bed, so you can just “No, I’m not sleepy…” I chuckled

how to punch her! Not to mention that I’ve already stepped into Aren’s world where people have real guns, and I do not even know where to look

Jack declared, painting a smug grin on his face. I blinked my eyes at him, processing. “Teach me…

Chris snorted, making me wonder if he actually meant what he said, or if he was joking “Are you guys serious or not?” I smiled nervously, trying to read their expression. “We’re serious!” they responded

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night. When I tried to tell them that they were acting all-paranoic, they reminded me of my recent kidnapping and the fact that I was

the bed, trying to keep my head in a steady position, but frankly, doing it was like a mission impossible. Thankfully, Chris was sober enough to send a message to Benjamin so that he

cup of coffee on the table. “Chocolate croissants coming right up,” Chris called out while bending down

in shock. “You

“I make excellent pizza

leaned closer, locking his eyes on me. “You shouldn’t say that. Otherwise, I will start to think of a way to

nervous chuckle escaped my throat. “Sorry, Chris, I don’t think that anyone could ever compete with my husband… even if he makes me delicious

his forehead. “I’ve never said anything like that!” I crossed my arms over my chest. “Yes, you did. When you were talking about that one

I have far too much respect for Aren to make a move on you. Nonetheless, if you’ve decided to leave him, or if he’s disrespected

lie if I said that I didn’t think that Chris was handsome. He was a perfect guy in many ways, and maybe I