Semua Bab Don't Touch The Bride : Bab 21 - Bab 25

Cheryl The freezing pool water was sharp against my skin, but I welcomed the cold. Spending time with my mother-in-law had been pleasant enough, though she refused to join me in the pool, claiming to be allergic to cold. Unlike her, I found solace in it.The only other person in the pool was Jenny. Suspicious Jenny. I called her that because everyone was acting strange around her—especially Mr. Han.I glanced toward the backyard just as Mr. Han and his sister strolled out, laughing at some private joke.“So, you’re Miles’ wife?” Jenny asked suddenly, her tone curious rather than hostile.“Yeah,” I replied, nodding, though my attention remained on Mr. Han. Our eyes met briefly, but he quickly looked away, his expression unreadable.The rejection stung.I mean, I had indirectly called him a groomer. If I were him, I'd hate me too.I dragged myself out of the pool, no longer interested in staying. Guilt gnawed at me as I remembered the words I had thrown at him in a moment of fear and f

Cheryl“Are you crying?” Chris’s concerned voice cut through the quiet.“No,” I mumbled, my voice barely above a whisper.“Then why are you out here? It’s freezing,” he said, draping his jacket over my shoulders.“I like being cold,” I replied, though I secretly appreciated the gesture.“Is it Mr. Han?” Chris asked softly.I sighed, frustration bubbling to the surface. “He hates me.”“What happened? I noticed you two haven’t been... close lately,” he pressed, his brows knitting together.I hesitated, guilt twisting in my chest. “You know what happened to me, right?” I asked, needing to start at the beginning so he wouldn’t judge me too harshly.Chris nodded, shivering slightly. “Yeah.”I took a deep breath. “Mr. Han and I promised not to touch each other, ever. But when I’m close to him... I see the way he reacts. It scared me. I—I do feel safe with him, but I freaked out and said something terrible. Something I didn’t mean.”“Ah,” Chris exhaled, a look of realization crossing his fac

Cheryl I had been staring at my phone for hours, waiting anxiously for Gavin’s text. He had promised to convince Mr. Han to let me come to the island, even though I hadn’t fully recovered yet. And he’d said Anna could come too. Finally, the notification pinged, and I opened his message. Gavin: Yay! We’re on our way. A smile spread across my face, but it disappeared just as quickly when a tennis ball smacked me in the nose. “Anna!” I whined, clutching my face. She doubled over in laughter. “Why the hell are you grinning like that? You look like a cat that just caught a bird.” “Silly,” I said, rolling my eyes. “Mr. Han said I can go to the island—and you’re coming too!” Anna squealed, her excitement infectious. “Really? Oh my God! This is going to be amazing!” She started jumping around, her loose ponytail bouncing as she danced. Anna was the type of nerd you couldn’t put in a box. She wore trendy glasses and shirts that never quite reached her knees, loved to eat and party,