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He Finally Touched Me, But Called Her Name

Chapter 4 

Word Count: 770    |    Released on: Today at 17:03

m her crocodile clutch and began to powder her nose, studying her ow

her voice sharp and clear in the quiet room.

ction staring back at her, cold and

nderstand your position. Caden married you as a matter of unfortunate business. Do not imagine for a s

voice was steady, but her fingers gripped th

op being a distraction. Caden is under immense pressure with the group's Euro

whisper. "And one more thing. Watch your belly. The Moran hei

blow. She stumbled back a half-step,

ok so frightened. I'm merely offering a reminder. Caden's grandfather is des

to Adela, it felt like a surg

out of the restroom, leaving Adela in a wak

th had been drained from her body. Everyone in this family

composure returned, then forced herse

door. "Mrs. Moran, Mr. Moran is waiting f

followed the assistant through the c

ee Caden standing before the massive window, his back to

topping just inside the door

n his deep blue eyes. "Tomorrow, you

t of returning to that other suf

o retreat. "Because your father called me. He invited us for

an invitation, it's a performance. He just wants

Caden said flatly. "But I need

r?" Adela w

me again this morning, pushing for an heir. He believes that maintaining a harmonious relations

be the good wife in the Moran house and the good daught

," she said, her vo

n them, his hand shooting out to grab her wrist. "You don't hav

efiantly. "My duty? To play-act for your fam

It seems the lesson from this morning was

s eyes, and the last of her fight drained a

e," she whispered, the wo

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He Finally Touched Me, But Called Her Name
He Finally Touched Me, But Called Her Name
“I married billionaire Caden Moran to pay my grandmother's medical bills, knowing full well it was just a cold transaction. But everything spiraled out of control when I stared at the two bright pink lines on a pregnancy test. Caden hated me to my core. He believed I was a jealous arsonist who nearly killed him in a fire fifteen years ago, while he deeply loved my stepsister Cristal, the girl he thought saved him. After a drunken night, he had violently shoved an emergency contraceptive down my throat. "If I find out you tried any tricks, I will personally drag you to a clinic and have that thing scraped out of you." My life became a living hell. At a family dinner, my other stepsister threw herself into a pool and framed me. My own father slapped me across the face in front of a crowd of wealthy guests. Caden didn't even ask for my side of the story. He just looked at me with bottomless disgust, wrapped his jacket around her, and abandoned me in the hostile crowd. Later, he saw the rose tattoo on my collarbone-the exact spot where I was severely burned while dragging him out of that fire. Instead of realizing the truth, he assumed it was a mark from another lover and viciously humiliated me. For fifteen years, I bore the blame and his hatred, hiding the fact that I was his real savior. Now, I heard Cristal was returning from Europe to take her place as his wife. Touching my still-flat stomach, my shattered heart finally went completely cold. I picked up my phone and called my only friend. "I need you to help me find the best OB-GYN in the city. And... the best divorce lawyer."”