All Chapters of To Hate, To Love, And To Wed: Chapter 1 - Chapter 4

4 Chapters

1– Adaline

My ear erupts with loud ringing as I watch my world shatter into tiny little pieces. The pain is crippling. It feels as though someone is craving a blade into my heart. Sorrow curls around me, confusion and surprise seizing my ability to breathe. I’m standing with my skin tight with a cold that shouldn't even exist in this heat, my legs firmly rooted to the spot, and my mind spiraling. I’m trying to understand, to make sense of the scene unfolding in front of me. My wide eyes are trained on my best friend and the love of my life, watching as they scramble with the sheets to shield their nakedness, to hide their betrayal. Their shame means nothing to me. The damage is already done.Tears flood into my eyes and sting my lid, I refuse to let them fall. I can’t break—not here, not now. Is it even necessary to hold back the tears?With or without it, my pain is boldly written on my face. My pain shows in the way my eyes are darting around the room with desperation, as if searching for

Last Updated : 2025-03-07

2– Adaline

To Hate, To Love, And To Wed/Beauty

I’m standing in front of the mirror, nervous. My frayed nerves are not even about the party or being in a room filled with influential men and women—I’ve attended many such parties for at least sixteen years in a row, I’m already used to it. My birthday parties are after all business gatherings. I’m nervous about meeting Michael Black for the first time. I’m afraid of becoming someone’s wife-to-be barely twenty four hours after my heart was broken. A marriage of convenience. He’ll meet me today, and I’ll wear his ring today. And maybe in weeks, if I’m lucky, I’ll officially become his wife. Adaline Black.What was I thinking yesterday when I barged into my father’s office and made that decision? I shake my head to push the doubts away. It’s done. There’s no undoing it now.The door swings open, and Kate steps inside with a huge grin. She’s always so enthusiastic for my birthdays you might even think it’s hers. Good for her. I don’t like to consider Kate a household staff—maid as

Last Updated : 2025-03-07

3– Michael

To Hate, To Love, And To Wed/Beauty

Ever since seeing this woman—Adaline, I’ve always dreamt of being here in this position as the man who she’ll spend the rest of her life with. Now I’m here, and I’m beginning to realize she won’t be an easy woman to deal with.Understanding dawns on me as I narrow my eyes and watch the woman who just challenged me with two words—Make me. I finally understand what her father meant when he asked if I could handle her. At the time, I’d brushed off his words with the confidence of a man who has seen and done enough to believe there’s little left in the world that could surprise him. But now, standing here, observing her in real-time, I see that he wasn’t speaking about handling her in the way I assumed.He meant this.There’s fire burning in her eyes. Her skin radiates with bubbling energy. And the way she tilts her chin and holds her head high? God help me. The girl is a walking representation of rebellion wrapped in elegance. She’s rolled her eyes so many times I’ve lost count. She d

Last Updated : 2025-03-07

4– Adaline

To Hate, To Love, And To Wed/Beauty

I’ve never felt this way… weak, dull, unable to properly move my limbs. My eyes flutter slowly, fighting to adjust to the dim light above me. I bink up at my ceiling. But it’s not really mine. This looks different, the color is off, the light too dim. And the sheets feel different—smoother, silkier. Not like my usual fluffy ones.I shift slightly in bed with a strained groan and the dullness of my limbs drives tears out of my eyes. Is this what it feels like to die? Am I having a nightmare? My mind floods with thoughts as I move again, my eyes finally opening fully. Gritting my teeth, I try to move again, exhaustion keeps me down, my vision blurring, almost dragging me into an unconscious state. I blink hard, fighting to stay awake. It already feels like I’ve slept longer than I’m supposed to.“How are you feeling, Adaline?” I hear a thick voice, immediately feeling firm fingers stroking my hair. The touch is so soft and gentle it almost makes me sick. My stomach twists as I try to

Last Updated : 2025-03-07

SCAN CODE TO READ ON APP