My Bratty Wife
[WARNING: MATURE CONTENTS AND SLOW BURN] Suzy, a modern-day real estate agent, 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, calculating Duke, Ryan. As a mysterious figure surfaces, threatening the kingdom, Suzy uncovers a web of secrets that challenge everything she thought she knew. Can she solve the historical enigma while facing her growing feelings for the stoic Duke in a world determined to keep them apart? Dive into this captivating slow-burn romance woven with historical intrigue and suspenseful mystery. [PS: He fell first, fell harder and fell madder.]
Chapter Forty Two
A rooster's crow pierced the pre-dawn darkness, dragging Suzy from the warm embrace of her slumber. She groaned, burying her head deeper into the soft pillows. "Ugh, it's still practically the middle of the night!" she grumbled, burrowing deeper into the warmth.
But the relentless crowing wouldn't relent, acting like a particularly annoying alarm clock with feathers. Suzy finally threw the covers back with a huff, her hair a wild mess that resembled a bird's nest after a particularly aggressive squirrel attack.
Today was the day of their departure for the palace, and Ryan, with his usual lack of consideration for sleep-loving souls, had declared an early start. Suzy felt like a grumpy badger roused from its winter burrow.
"Traveling with Ryan is like an adventure," she muttered sarcastically as she shuffled towards the bathroom. "An adventure for masochists, that is."