All Chapters of I Married The Cold And Possessive Emperor: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

ICE'S POV:My eyebrows furrowed, did I hear it right? Wait, who is crying anyway? My eyes slightly widened because of a realization, am I crying? I immediately touched my cheeks and felt the wetness of them. Shit! I rubbed them and thought about why I am affected by those fragments while ignoring Jaycel's question.“Ice, what’s the problem with you?” Xercel asked in a serious tone.I looked at her and noticed that they were all looking at me worriedly except that the other guys were having these confused and serious expressions on their faces. When I say guys, I am referring to Iciest, Grayson, Tray, and Calvin.I don’t know how but these guys were already part of the canteen squad whenever it was already recess, not just that, sometimes even lunch. Their reason? Obviously, it’s because Iciest wants to share a table with me. So, ironic!I shook my head, "Nothing, just don't ask any more about what happ

ICE’S POV:When I arrived, I unlocked my car and opened its door. I got in and closed it using my other hand as I used my other one to pick up my phone. I dialed a number there then it rang and eventually it was answered as well after a few seconds."Yes, Empress?" Someone asked from the other line.I rolled my eyes when I noticed that person’s voice, it was a bit sleepy. I didn’t care anyway since this was so important and I needed all the help that I could get."Wait for me at your house, I'll go there," I responded in a cold voice."Noted." That person answered lazily and I immediately turned off the call without minding her attitude. I guess she stayed up all night again and I don’t kno

ICE'S POV:Minutes later, we both pulled away panting but I still managed to look away. I can't look at him right now because of what happened but he was still holding onto my waist like I am his. I felt so confused, why is it wrong but felt so right?I put my hand on my chest and I could feel my heart beating so wildly. It seems weird but the weirdest realization is that I don’t hate it that way. We stood there in silence hearing and feeling the beat of each other's hearts.He hugged me and I don't know why but I automatically hugged him back. It seems like my body has its own mind, right now."Please don't leave without telling me again, Ice." He said softly while leaning his head on my shoulder. His voice was soft but it had a hint of a little panic that I think he was just controlli

ICE’S POV: I looked at him for a second and smiled because his eyes reflect sincerity. I sighed again. "You can court me, Iciest. We should have figured out our feelings together. I knew that I am still confused right now, but I am taking this chance to figure things out with you." I replied to him.  His smile became bigger and I just find myself being hugged by him. "Thank you so much, Love." He softly whispers and I hug him back. I don't know if this is a good idea but all I know now is that I don't want to lose him. I felt secure around him and whenever I am with him, I felt like I am home. I couldn't have unplugged it but my cellphone suddenly rang causing me to pick it up. "Excuse me, Iciest. I need to take this call." I told

Third Person’s POV: Ice was preparing for the party and she was wearing a red seductive off-shoulder cocktail that was only knee-length. He wore red cigarette heels too and blue contact lenses. She put light makeup on her face and a wig that consisted of wavy hair and bangs. She looked at her appearance in the mirror and when she was satisfied, she immediately put on her black mask with a touch of gold glitter on it. A deep sigh escapes from her lips as she looks at her reflection in the mirror for the second time. She doesn’t know if it was because of frustration, confusion, or many other emotions that were combined since the day she knew about the fragments of her identity. She doesn’t know what to feel or what to do anymore since answers seem to be hard to find. Sometimes she even asks herself if she would be ready if the truth suddenly flashed before her own eyes. She can’t even think of the possibility of being happy knowing that she might form the puzzles and make herself wh