All Chapters of The Heartless Bride: Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

"How far are we?" A groan followed out of her lips as she stretched her arms in front of her. "It will take another hour to reach there." Claude replied to her looking at her from the corner of his eyes. He turned his attention back to his laptop which was resting on his lap. "You can go back to sleep; I'll wake you up once we have reached." He added after a while. "No, I am fine now." Ayla shook her head before stealing a glance behind. There was a black jeep with tinted windows following behind closely. "Is this really necessary?" She asked the question again only to see Claude giving her a firm nod. It wasn't the first time she had asked Claude about it, but she failed to understand the reason behind the need for security. Claude had only informed her about it just before they were about to leave the mansion. When she tried to pry further, he brushed it off saying that they were only there as a precaution, and that

"Isn't that your work phone, husband?"Blood drained away from Claude's face as he looked up to see Ayla squinting at the rectangular piece of technology flashing in his palms. "Umm.. yes." Claude gulped down a mouthful of saliva before running his tongue along his lower lip. He didn't plan to actually work over the holidays, but he definitely had in mind to check on his work. That was one of the reasons he brought along his work phone—in case he was needed. But he forgot to actually put it on silent after his altercation with his beloved wife. "Who is it?" Ayla drew in a sharp breath as she shifted her gaze up to see the horrified expression etched on his face. Was she enjoying it? She snickered internally. "Ethan." Claude replied to her before clearing his throat. "I will talk to him later and tell him to not disturb us until after we are back." He added in a rather hurried manner, not wanting to soil her mood once again over the

"Umm.. excuse me?" Ayla cleared her throat lightly, announcing her presence as she eyes the old man. "I hope I am not disturbing you."  He was sitting on a wooden chair with his back facing her, too focused on the variety of food sprawled across the circular table to pay her any attention.  "Yeah, yeah." He mumbled out a reply under his breath, his words filled with annoyance. "Make yourself at home." He was clearly not pleased by her sudden appearance and didn't bother to hide it.  "Uh… thank you." Ayla kept her spirits up and walked around the table to settle down on one of the empty chairs. She chose to sit across from him so that she could have a better look at him while keeping the distance between them. It wasn't hard for her to tell that he was not fond of having company this early in the morning. "Claude was still sleeping when I left the room so I decided to grab a bite or two in the meantime and get myself familiar with the pl

"Behave!"  With a warning glare, Ayla smacked his chest with the back of her hand. "Give me one good reason." Claude didn't seem to be minding the drop in her tone. He continued to tease his little wife.  "People are staring…," she trailed off as her eyes darted around them. Despite the fact that they were merely occupying a corner since neither of them wanted to be around the family members, there were still too many eyes trained on their figures.  "That's not good enough for me to keep my hands off of my gorgeous wife." Claude bemused with a twinkle in his eyes. "Do you not realize the effect you have on me?" His eyes trailed down from the curve of her neck to her bare shoulders. "I like this." He breathed out in a whisper as his hand tightened around her waist.  "Like what?" Ayla failed to follow his words and found herself questioning the man. She w

"Claude!"  The voice was shrill enough to make Ayla's eardrums ring in its wake. A figure rushed closer to her as she forced herself to stand straight without Claude's support. It wasn't long before his warmth was swept away from her as the lady in red squeezed herself in between the two of them.  "I can't believe you are here." She began to ramble about it as she threw her arm around Claude's neck, hugging him close without any reservations. "It's been so long since the last time I saw you." She continued as she leaned back to have a better look at the man's face who had his attention focused elsewhere.  "I heard about what happened to you. I am so sorry. I still can't believe it that they forced you into marrying a complete stranger." The young woman in red was clearly oblivious to the presence of the other three people who were only glaring daggers into her back.  "It was not l