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My fiancé ran away, I married his father 88: Wine
Chapter 88: WineHanna waited for a few minutes, watching each one pass anxiously. With firm steps, she headed to the door. As expected, it was locked. But she had already prepared. With the secret key she had taken from Lory, she unlocked the door and locked it again from the outside, careful not to alert Liara.On the way to Morgan's office, her heart was pounding. She wondered what awaited her. She had no idea how Maya planned to spend the night with him. One option that crossed her mind was getting him drunk.Entering the office, Hanna sighed in frustration. Morgan was there, but not as she had expected. He had been drinking, and not lightly. Sitting at the edge of a side table, arms crossed and gaze lost in the void, he seemed a different man—worn and distant.Hanna approached cautiously. Morgan's eyes, once bright and penetrating, were now fixed on her with an indecipherable expression. His loosened tie and partially open shirt revealed part of his chest, and his breathing was h
My fiancé ran away, I married his father 89: No Turning Back.
Chapter 89: No Turning Back.Hanna froze, her eyes locked onto Morgan’s as he gave a subtle smile.“What are you doing?” she asked as his hand slid down her waist, her uneven breathing mirroring the conflicting sensations of heat from his touch and the cold clarity in her mind.“You should have listened to me and stepped away when I asked,” he murmured, his eyes fixed on hers.“And let something happen between you and that woman?” Hanna questioned coldly, her hands rising to stop his touch.“You knew she would get here?” Morgan asked, frowning.“Of course!” she stammered, averting her gaze.“You should have left me...” he smiled, disconcerted. “You wouldn’t be in this situation now.”“What are you saying?” Hanna smiled skeptically, frustration building in her chest.“There was something in the wine...” he confessed, his voice low and hesitant. “I only realized it on the second glass. My body is burning.”Hanna pressed her lips together, looking away, her face now flushed.“You feel th
My fiancé ran away, I married his father 90: Morning Comes.
Chapter 90: Morning Comes.Morgan and Hanna remained confined in the room, as if they had created a world where only the two of them existed. He was completely lost in the sensation of taking Hanna's body while she gripped his shoulders and moaned softly between their kisses, the heat seeming to burn them both.Morgan lifted her from the bed when he realized how damp she was from the sweat caused by the effects of the wine, their lips still joined, and carried her to the window. The moonlight bathed their bodies, creating a halo of sensuality around them. He sat her on the windowsill, his strong muscles pressing against the softness of her skin.Hanna wrapped her arms around him, her fingers entangled in his hair. This time, with more voracity, she explored every corner of his mouth. Their tongues intertwined in a frenetic rhythm, while their hands roamed each other's bodies with urgency.Hanna moaned loudly, her body twisting in ecstasy, and Morgan felt her warmth against him as she
My fiancé ran away, I married his father 91: I Don't Remember Anything!
Chapter 91: I Don't Remember Anything!Lory stood in front of Hanna, who was curled up on the sofa, her face distraught and eyes brimming with tears. The housekeeper watched her with concern, sensing that something much more serious than a fight with Maya was tormenting her."Are you not going to tell me what happened to make you look like this?" Lory asked again, her voice gentle and comforting."Nothing happened!" Hanna mumbled, avoiding the housekeeper's gaze. She didn't want to reveal what had transpired the previous night, as shame and guilt consumed her."Hanna, what trouble did you get into this time?""Well... last night Maya was trying to pick a fight, and we argued... It was very serious, Lory!" She explained, jumping off the sofa with an anxious impulse and ruffling her own hair. "Ah..." She screamed hysterically, as if trying to stifle the memories that haunted her. "I need to get out; I'll spend my time studying!"With hurried steps, Hanna climbed the stairs and went to h
My fiancé ran away, I married his father 92: Slaps and Memories.
Chapter 92: Slaps and Memories."Yes! You and... Danica!" Lory hesitated, the young woman's name hanging in the air like an accusation."I wasn't with her last night," Morgan defended himself, conviction in his voice coupled with uncertainty in his eyes. "I ended up drinking too much and... it seemed like something was wrong with the wine. I swore I would wake up with..." He pressed his lips together, the memory slipping from his grasp, leaving only a bitter taste of disgust at the thought of Maya."Wake up with whom?" Lory insisted, her eyes fixed on Morgan, searching for any sign of deceit."I don't know!" He sighed, frustrated by his own inability to remember. "Everything is confusing, and my head is pounding.""You don't remember anything?" she questioned skeptically."Nothing!" Morgan responded vehemently, getting out of bed. "I don't remember seeing Danica yesterday."He headed for the door, wrapping the sheet around his waist. Lory, meanwhile, pulled the sheets off the bed, rev
My fiancé ran away, I married his father 93: Indifference
Chapter 93: IndifferenceThe two men headed to Morgan's office, their footsteps echoing in the silence of the Farrugia mansion. Upon arrival, they settled into the armchairs, waiting for the boss to arrive. Oliver, cautious, had stashed Hanna's necklace in a safe place, avoiding any suspicion."He should be here by now, right?" Gantz questioned, his voice laden with impatience. He stood up and began pacing around the office, his eyes scrutinizing every detail.Suddenly, he paused in front of the bar. The old, rare bottle of red wine caught his attention. Without hesitation, he grabbed a glass and filled it to the brim."What are you doing?" Oliver asked, alarmed. "The boss will punish you if he catches you drinking on the job."Gantz ignored his friend, sitting on one of the stools with the glass in hand. He swirled the wine, appreciating its color and aroma, then took a generous sip."And I would miss out on this opportunity?" he murmured, a satisfied smile forming on his lips. "It w
My fiancé ran away, I married his father 94: Something Wrong?
Chapter 94: Something Wrong?“What’s going on?” Oliver questioned as he approached Gantz, who was disoriented and slumped over the counter.Morgan pressed his lips together, hesitant to reveal the truth to Oliver. “He’s a driver; he shouldn’t have drunk like that,” Morgan reprimanded, trying to downplay the situation.“Something’s wrong…” Oliver commented, trying to help Gantz stand up.“There’s nothing wrong!” William Morgan retorted, his voice tense. “You can leave if this is all you wanted to talk about. I don’t want to waste time on superficial matters, especially with you meddling in my life for such trivial reasons!”“You’ve lost your mind, William Morgan!” Gantz shouted, still unsteady. “You’ve lost your mind and you’re going to fall hard! Big time!” He continued yelling as Oliver dragged him out, trying to quiet him.Meanwhile, Hanna was trying to concentrate on her work in the laboratory. What had happened to Gantz worried her, as did her brother’s situation. She worked tirel
My fiancé ran away, I married his father 95: What No One Could Imagine**
Chapter 95: What No One Could Imagine**As Hanna retreated, Oliver and Gantz entered the annex.“Where is the housekeeper, Lory?” Oliver asked, looking around shrewdly.“She’s already in her room, sleeping,” Hanna said, apprehensive. “How do you know it's me?” she questioned as the men showed caution.“Shall we talk in a more private place, Miss Hanna?” Oliver asked with a mysterious tone, and Hanna pressed her lips together, feeling threatened.“What do you want? I still have to go to the mansion now.”Oliver shook his head.“No, you don’t need to. I know very well what happened between you and Morgan. Do you think this is right?” he asked impartially.“Fine,” she sighed, anxious. “Let's talk in a more private place. There’s an office downstairs,” she said, crossing the large room and heading for a door near the stairs. Walking down a corridor, she reached the second door among the various ones there. They entered the office, where the furniture was still covered with white sheets.“
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