All Chapters of MARRIAGE OF CONVENIENCE: Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

Christiana’s point of view“Sorry, we are late. Christiana was getting emotional and… you must be understanding.” Her dad said while getting all her luggage down the car. I have to say girls are too much, literally, she had three luggage and a big bag pack of her alone.“Oh, don’t be sorry. We also just arrived a few minutes ago, it is good that his sister has returned, or else even his mother’s situation would have been the same.” Dad said while helping him and meanwhile my mom to her and her mom to me came.“I know with you being there I don’t need to worry about anything, but please she is very stubborn and childish so I hope you both won’t fight.” Her mom said stroking my cheek with her thumb. I smiled and grabbed her hand planting a kiss in her palm while nodding my head as I know, saying a word would only make her emotional. Also, I very well knew what her next words were going to be.She smiled keeping her other hand on our adjoined one, “But that does not mean you would tolera

Tiger’s point of view“Come on girl, get up now.” Knocking on the door of her room, I called out for her to wake up and walked to my own room to get ready. Today, we have to go to the university and get ourselves signed in and collect our documents, cards, and schedule. No, we are not attending classes today as we will be exploring the university along with the city.Getting ourselves signed in the university is what we need to do today but for that, we need to report dean’s office by nine but this girl seems in no mood for that. She even missed her morning yoga today and everything because her ‘first night together makes for the first movie night out together.’ And, just look at her now being a sleeping beauty.Going inside the washroom, I freshened up and went to the kitchen to see if we have something to cook or if we will have our breakfast here somewhere out. Seeing the door of her room closed, I paused and waited to hear something from inside which would assure me she is awake.

Helen's point of view Helen stood before the mirror in her elegant bedroom, her eyes fixed upon her own reflection. The weight of her actions bore heavily upon her as she contemplated the chaos she had sown in Christiana and Tiger's marriage. Deep down, she knew the truth—their love for each other was undeniable, even amidst their current strife. A pang of guilt tugged at Helen's heart as she acknowledged the role she had played in fueling the fire between them. She had allowed her own desires and ambitions to cloud her judgment, disregarding the consequences that her actions would have on the lives of those around her. As she gazed into her own eyes, Helen saw the reflection of a woman who had succumbed to her own insecurities and jealousy. She had been envious of the connection shared between Christiana and Tiger, and she had seized upon their vulnerabilities to satisfy her own selfish desires. But now, in this moment of self-reflection, Helen saw the depth of her mistake. She un

Tiger’s point of view Amidst the chaos of his mother's absence, Tiger found himself drawn to a forgotten drawer tucked away in her old writing desk. As he rummaged through the contents, his fingers brushed against a worn envelope, its edges frayed with time. Curiosity piqued, he carefully withdrew the letter, unfolding its delicate pages with a mixture of anticipation and trepidation. The words on the paper danced before his eyes, forming a narrative that brought forth a flood of emotions. It was a letter penned by his mother, a testament to her enduring love and unwavering hope. As Tiger read each line, the yearning etched into her words resonated within him, tugging at the deepest recesses of his soul. In the letter, his mother poured out her heart, baring her vulnerabilities and exposing the depths of her love for his father. She spoke of the pain of his departure, how it had left an indelible void in her life. Her words painted a portrait of a woman who had clung to the flickeri

Tiger's hands trembled as he discovered yet another letter, tucked away within the confines of his mother's treasured possessions. The envelope bore the marks of time, the creases and discoloration evidence of its journey through the years. With a mix of trepidation and sorrow, he carefully opened it, preparing himself for the emotions that lay within. As he began to read, his heart shattered with each word, each line a poignant reminder of his mother's devastation. She poured her anguish onto the page, recounting the day his father had left her, and the subsequent search that had led her to places where she hoped to find him. Tiger's eyes scanned the ink-stained paper, his chest tightening with a mixture of empathy and despair. His mother's words unveiled the depth of her heartbreak, the utter devastation she had experienced when his father had abandoned her. She described wandering through unfamiliar streets, frantically searching for a glimmer of hope, only to be met with disappoi