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Marriage Named Hatred Chapter 16 From that night on, Theodore became a regular in the rehearsal hall. He did not come every day, but he showed up two or three times a week. He did not come every day, but he showed up two or three times a week. Sometimes Annelise practiced until late at

Marriage Named Hatred Chapter 15 From that day on, Annelise began to train extra hard. She rehearsed as usual during the day; when it ended and everyone else left, she stayed behind. From seven at night until dawn, sometimes until one or two in the morning. She played one piece over and over, polished one

Marriage Named Hatred Chapter 14 The orchestra was the Orchestre de Paris, which had earned a certain reputation internationally. Annelise had been signed on as the concertmaster. Her credentials back home had been dazzling enough—the concertmaster of a symphony orchestra, personal solo recitals, and exceptionally high professional acclaim. The orchestra had sent her an offer

Marriage Named Hatred Chapter 13 Annelise had not expected Paris to be so cold in winter. When she dragged that old red suitcase out of Charles de Gaulle Airport, the sky was gray. Fine, dense threads of rain drifted through the air, nothing like what she had imagined. Her phone had died, and she stood

Marriage Named Hatred Chapter 12 The next day, Bastian appeared at the gate of the Vasquez estate. His hand had been wrapped in bandages, the whites of his eyes were webbed with red, and yet his expression was terrifyingly calm. Robert opened the door and, the moment he saw him, plastered a smile on his

Marriage Named Hatred Chapter 11 Bastian did not know how long he had stood by the window. When he walked out of the office, it was already completely dark outside. The corridor was empty, with only a few emergency lights still on. The elevator doors opened. He walked in, leaned weakly against the wall of

Marriage Named Hatred Chapter 10 At six in the evening, in the lobby of the Ryland Group. Bastian stepped out of the private elevator, car keys in hand, and prepared to leave. He had done almost nothing all day, sitting in his office and staring blankly at the computer screen. He had signed the wrong

Marriage Named Hatred Chapter 09 “Buy milk, eggs. Bastian’s shirts are back from the dry cleaners.” “It’s going to rain tomorrow. Remember to bring an umbrella.” “Mom called and said to come home for dinner this weekend.” The handwriting was neat and delicate, each word written with care. He brought the sticky notes to his

Marriage Named Hatred Chapter 08 Bastian didn’t know how he had driven back from the Vasquez’s estate. The stack of letters sat on the passenger seat. Every time he stopped at a red light, he reached out to touch them, making sure they were still there. When he returned to the villa, he went straight

Marriage Named Hatred Chapter 07 At 6:00 p.m., the international departures terminal was crowded with people. Some were embracing in farewell, others hurried along with rolling suitcases. Annelise stood in line at the check-in counter. In front of her was a young couple. The girl’s eyes were red, and the boy kept trying to comfort