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Love My Way

Chapter 4 She is indeed beautiful

Word Count: 1017    |    Released on: 18/05/2025

de, William Walker descended the staircase with a newspaper tucked beneath one arm, his us

ation. "Look at the state you're in-go upstairs and shower. An

low and darted up the stairs, not

early collided with Sebastian Walker. He leaned against th

e her real name as usual. "You look like a garbage co

d. She had long learned that silence was more effective

herself in a towel and walked into her room,

wash some fruit. Peel it. Same size pieces.

ed, peeled, and cut the fruit into uniform cubes. Then she placed the plate in front of Sebasti

't even

urned t

e for the first time. "How's work, little

, given the events of the past twenty-

lly learning a lot. Thanks for your concern, big brother," she re

interested in you. How p

e inside. *One day,* she swore to herself, *you'll ch

-

**Tianheng Group**, a towering glass fortress i

nd lack of a formal diploma, she had no chance of getting in on merit alone. The position-gl

doors were as common as elevators. S

s entrance, she spotted Summer Reeves hurr

alled. "What happ

his morning. Guess who? Sierra Westwood. Ste

er lifted her shoe to revea

did a numb

ore arrogant now that her un

settle this. I've got your back. L

anticipation. "Oh, thi

ys several steps ahead. People made the mistake of judging her by her innocent looks

amed in for lunch. Blair and Summer approached the corner tab

Summer, what's this? You brought backup? Planning

ably beautiful-sleek black hair, designer clothes, and t

tly. "Actually, we came to return s

h the surrounding table

r your input, *newbie,*"

people witnessed you intentionally stepping on my friend. You know what's i

You think you can scare m

promise. You're not the only one with connections here. The diffe

ou seriously trying to fight

ding you that the only reason people tolerate your tantrum

ople pretended to keep eating while watching intently. Sierr

as f

scoffed and picked up her

ned to Summer. "There. That's

"Blair, remind me to nev

poked," Blair re

ack to the night she wanted to forget. To the man whose

ds and tricks. But the war within her heart

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“She didn't mean to knock the mayor to the ground, let alone shove a fistful of coins into his chest and vanish into the night. But that's exactly what Blair Walker did after one too many tequila shots at her cousin's wedding. Three accidental meetings later, she found herself waking up next to him. Again. And then she married him. By accident. Graham Marcus-yes, the sharp-jawed, no-nonsense mayor of Crestwood Falls-wasn't exactly her idea of a dream husband. Arrogant. Infuriatingly calm. And way too good at twisting her words. Their second night together proved that their chemistry was both a blessing... and a ticking time bomb. On their wedding night, a stray kick to his most sensitive region marked the beginning of a cold war that would span their entire marriage. He called it payback. She called it unfair. He kept score. She fought back. Their life became a chessboard-passion-fueled fights, sarcastic flirtations, and retaliation disguised as affection. And still, somehow, she couldn't stay away from him. Then came that fateful Monday morning at the office. A curious colleague asked, "Blair, who is he to you?" Caught off-guard and panicking, she blurted the worst thing possible: "He's my uncle." The silence was deafening. The air crackled with tension. That night, Marcus's voice was velvet and venom as he shut the bedroom door. "Oh? I'm your uncle now? Funny... because your 'uncle' knows exactly how you sound when you're begging for more." She slept on the sofa. Again. This man was impossible. But deep down, Blair knew something had changed. He was no longer just a mistake or an enemy with a wedding ring. He was a storm-and she had walked straight into the eye of it. And somewhere between the war and the wine, between every argument and every stolen look... She realized she might not make it out of this marriage with her heart intact.”