My Bratty Wife
[WSA 2024 ENTRY] [WARNING: MATURE CONTENTS AND SLOW BURN] Suzy, a 21st century real estate agent woman, finds herself inexplicably transported to a ruthless noble family in a bygone era. Thrust into the role of the ostracized Cassandra, Suzy grapples with navigating courtly intrigue and a loveless arranged marriage to a cold, by the book, calculating Duke, Ryan. As a mysterious figure surfaces, threatening the kingdom, Ryan is tasked on investigating the happenings around. Suzy uncovers a web of secrets that challenge everything she thought she knew about Cassandra. Can they solve the historical puzzle while facing their growing feelings for each other (the Duke who is already becoming head over heels for her) in a world determined to keep them apart? Dive into this captivating slow-burn romance woven with historical intrigue and suspenseful mystery. [SPOILER: He fell first, fell harder, fell madder and she fell later.]
Chapter Forty Five
The carriage lurched to a halt, the rhythmic clip-clop of the horses replaced by an eerie silence. Suzy peeked out the window, taking in the imposing facade of the palace. The setting sun cast long shadows across the manicured gardens, painting the scene in an almost magical twilight glow.
"We're here," Ryan announced, his voice clipped as always. He opened the carriage door and stepped down, his movements efficient and unhurried.
Suzy, still trying to shake off the unsettling encounter in the inn, hesitated for a moment before gathering her skirts and preparing to disembark. She noticed Ryan extend his hand towards her, a silent offer of assistance.
"Thank you," she said politely, her voice a tad stiff. "But I can manage." She leaped down from the carriage with a practiced grace, the memory of his surprising touch sending a shiver down her spine.