All Chapters of Unexpected Bride For Him: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

-Rose Dern-Straightening my hair and skirt like I always did when I was in front of this door, I placed my card into the hole causing the door to unlock.I opened it slowly, my heart doing the beating it always did in his presence.I ambled in, closing the door behind me.When I turned to Darien who rose his head from the laptop, a smile playing on his lips which only caused a fluttering in my heart."Good morning Darien." I bowed a little, heading to my office."Good morning." His voice always sent shivers down my spine.I held the door to my office, opening it when he said; "you look beautiful."I turned to him, the color rising to my cheeks, which I hoped was covered by my hair."Thank you." I hoped my smile wasn't ugly because that was how I felt.I entered the office, closing the door behind me. I went to my seat, placing my head on the desk.Gosh Rose, why on earth can't you control your self in the presence of this handsome guy? You've dated different men so why is this one so

I pulled my brows together, squeezing my eyes shut, pulling my chest forward while Hane tried to put the zip of the extremely tight purple knee length gown up."Almost done." She said reassuringly, although I was certain the zip wasn't going up any further.I held my breath, hopefully it'd help make the zip come up.Finally it did and I was able to breathe again, although the tightness of the dress limited my breathing.I turned to Hane who seemed proud of herself for pulling the zip up completely."Thanks.""You're welcome, but I just don't understand why you want to dress so fancy." She sat on her bed.Her hair was packed roughly to the back, making it obvious she'd just woken up."Well, I want to head to one of the biggest mall in New York with Suzy and maybe some people in the media might notice me, so I've got to look fancy enough."I walked to the huge mirror in her room, turning to see how the cloth popped out my curves."And, I also want June to know I'm equally as rich as she

-Eri Jones-I still needed to recover from the traumatizing experience from June.I hadn't gone to work since then and I wasn't doing that till any news was bought to us by the police on June's whereabout.The door opened with Don ambling in. A small smile on his face.He hadn't gone to work today because I'd insisted I didn't want to be alone, though Hane was with me."What's up?" I asked, scrolling through my Instagram page, seeing different comments from people.Apparently, the news about June hadn't escalated yet. Don had told the police to do their search in secret so as not to tarnish the Silvers image and affect their stocks.He walked towards me, sitting on the bed beside me. "I just got a call from the police."With that, I jerked my head to his direction, eyes wide in interest. "And?"He sighed, pursing his lips. "Apparently, they haven't found her."My heart dropped. "But...""There's a high possibility she's ran back to Dubai."That made me breath a sigh of relief. "She's

-Eri Jones-The scent of cigarettes filled my nostrils. I felt my head fallen which was probably the cause of the extreme neck pain I felt.I felt a strong pain at the back of my head and wanted to rub it when I realized my hands wouldn't bulge. It was tied together behind me.Realization dawned on me that I was actually tied to a chair. Arms tied to the back and feet tied together.What was happening? I remembered being hit on the head with something and Hane running towards me.Hane. Oh no, where was she? How was she? Kate would be so worried. Did she end up getting married or came to search for Hane.I opened my eyes, straightening my extremely hurting head.Where was I? The whole place was foggy. Filled with puffs of cigarettes.The air in my lungs choked at the scent. I couldn't breathe normally. The place was obviously too small for cigarettes.But that wasn't my concern at the moment. Where was Hane and was she alright?I noticed a figure strutting through the air of smoke.I s

-Lucy Silvers- I just stared at Rhys pacing back and forth round the room, looking as stressed as ever. He ran his hand through his hair like the billionth time. At this rate, he was going to hurt himself from stress. "Fuck. Shit." That was like the hundredth time he was cussing. "How could she do this? How could she attempt murder three times? Three fucking times?!" "Ah shit." He stopped by the wall, punching it hard, I was certain he was going to be bleeding. Either way, I sat on the bed unmoving. He seemed to notice my behavior because he stopped to stare at me like I was loosing it, when in fact he was the one who looked insane. "Why aren't you taking this seriously?" He creased his brows. "Were you in this with her?" I scoffed barely audibly. "What should I do? Should I roll around the floor, crying and pleading for anyone to find June." From his gaze, it was obvious he thought I was traumatized by losing my only child, but that was so far from the truth. "You know, I k