All Chapters of The Live‑In Son‑In‑Law Who Ruled The World: Chapter 1
- Chapter 10
10 chapters
Chapter 1 — The Anniversary He Waited Alone
The sound of porcelain shattering echoed through the kitchen. A plate slipped from Alexander’s wet fingers and crashed onto the marble floor, fragments scattering in all directions.Before he could even bend down, a sharp voice rang out. "Alexander, are you blind? That’s imported porcelain! Do you know how expensive that is?"The head servant, Mrs. Rowan, stood at the doorway with her arms folded, her expression filled with disdain, her lips curled slightly as she looked at him like he was something stuck to the bottom of her shoe.Alexander paused for a moment, then quietly crouched down to pick up the broken pieces. "I'm sorry," he said calmly.Mrs. Rowan scoffed. "Sorry? Sorry, fixes nothing. Ever since you married into the Wallace family, you've done nothing but waste resources. If not for Miss Aurelia's kindness, do you think someone like you would even be allowed to set foot in this house?"Alexander didn’t respond; he simply gathered the broken shards carefully, his movements s
Chapter 2 — The Man She Chose
The night air rushed past Alexander as his motorcycle sliced through the empty streets. The engine rumbled low and steady, its sound dissolving into the distant hum of the city at night.His face remained calm, almost indifferent, but inside, his thoughts churned restlessly, the candlelight dinner, the untouched steak, the phone call, and the silent house. Each memory replayed in his mind, stirring a faint but persistent unease in his chest; the quiet felt heavier the more he thought about it, as though something was wrong, yet just beyond his grasp.Ten minutes later, the towering silhouette of the Stellar Grand Hotel slowly emerged ahead, its bright lights cutting through the darkness as Alexander tightened his grip on the handlebars.The hotel stood like a shining palace in the night, its golden lights illuminating the surrounding streets. Luxury cars lined the entrance, and a red carpet stretched from the main gate to the lobby doors.Alexander slowed his motorcycle, his eyes nar
Chapter 3 — The One She Chose
The service cart rolled forward. Alexander lowered his head slightly, maintaining the posture of a waiter as he pushed past the crowd. The clinking of glasses, polite laughter, and flattering voices filled the luxurious banquet hall.Golden chandeliers cast warm light over the guests, creating an elegant atmosphere. Yet beneath the surface, tension brewed, and then the cart bumped into Nah Virel.The impact wasn’t hard, but enough to draw attention. Before Nah could react, Aurelia spoke first. “Careful with that.”Her voice was soft, gentle, yet firm enough to carry authority. “If you bump into someone, it won’t end well for anyone.”Her tone sounded like a reprimand, but there was no hostility in it, only quiet control. Alexander froze slightly. Even now, she still sounded like she was protecting him.Nah glanced at Alexander and gave a faint smile. “It’s fine. He didn’t mean it.”Then, as if noticing something, Nah looked again. His brows lifted slightly. “Alexander?”The name cut t
Chapter 4 — The Wish He Made Alone
The night air outside the Stellar Grand Hotel felt colder than before.Alexander stepped out slowly, his right sleeve soaked with blood. The sharp scent of iron lingered faintly in the air, but he didn’t seem to notice.His ankle throbbed with every step. Only now did he realize that when he rushed forward to shield Aurelia earlier, he had twisted his ankle. A faint, bitter smile appeared on his lips.So even his body had instinctively chosen to protect her. Even now, even after everything, he limped forward, the golden lights of Stellar Grand Hotel gradually fading behind him.As he walked, memories surfaced. Back in college, he once cut his finger while opening a package. It had only been a small cut, barely noticeable, but Aurelia panicked. She dragged him across half the campus to find a pharmacy.She bought Band-Aids, antiseptic wipes, and even waterproof tape. Her brows were tightly furrowed as she carefully wrapped his finger. "Don't let it touch water for three days," she had
Chapter 5 — The Seat That Was Never His
Alexander lay on the soft bed, staring quietly at the ceiling. The faint light of dawn slowly filtered through the curtains, painting pale streaks across the quiet bedroom. The house remained still and undisturbed, as though nothing had changed overnight.But inside Alexander, everything had changed.He had not slept at all, not even for a minute. It was the first time in his life that he had stayed awake the entire night. Strangely, his body did not feel tired. Instead, his mind felt unusually clear, as if the sleepless night had stripped away the last traces of hesitation in his heart.Because of his past experiences and harsh training, he had come to view pain not as suffering, but as a test of endurance he was meant to overcome.Alexander slowly sat up; the injuries from yesterday had mostly healed, leaving only faint bloodstains on his shirt. The torn fabric still marked the spot where the champagne rack had struck him. He glanced at his arm and found that not even a scar remain
Chapter 6 — The Black Card
Alexander’s words fell quietly into the air, yet they carried an unmistakable weight. “And who said that I need help?”Nah Virel’s hand froze mid-motion, his phone still held halfway to his ear for a brief moment, his expression stiffened, and a faint trace of embarrassment flashed across his face before he quickly tried to compose himself.Aurelia frowned slightly, while her best friend blinked in surprise; neither of them had expected Alexander to speak so directly.In their eyes, he had always been gentle and accommodating, someone who rarely contradicted others, especially in public. Yet today, something about him felt different, as though the quiet man they thought they knew had suddenly revealed another side.Alexander slowly withdrew his hand and reached into his shirt pocket. His movements were calm and unhurried, as if the surrounding tension had nothing to do with him. He casually pulled out a card and handed it to the waitress.The waitress accepted it automatically, but th
Chapter 7 — The Apology That Never Came
The store manager personally led Alexander and the others down a quiet corridor. As they moved farther away, the noise of the café gradually faded behind them, replaced by a calm and insulated atmosphere.The hallway was elegantly decorated, with soft lighting reflecting off polished marble floors. Each step produced a faint echo, subtly emphasizing the contrast between this secluded space and the bustling dining area outside.Finally, they stopped before a discreet wooden door. The manager pushed it open respectfully and gestured inward. “Distinguished guests, please.”They stepped inside. The room was modest in size but exquisitely designed. Warm lighting cast a gentle glow across soft leather sofas arranged around a low wooden table, creating a private and intimate atmosphere that felt completely separate from the rest of the café.Aurelia’s best friend looked around curiously, her eyes widening with surprise. “After coming here so many times,” she said, clearly impressed, “this is
Chapter 8 — The Man Who Was Forgotten
The café door closed behind Alexander, and the sounds of conversation, laughter, and clinking cups gradually faded as he stepped onto the street.The sunlight outside felt harsh compared to the warm lighting inside, forcing him to narrow his eyes slightly. He paused for a moment, standing quietly on the sidewalk as the cool breeze brushed past him.Only then did he realize something: he had come here in Aurelia’s car. Now, he had no ride back.He could call a taxi, but after everything that had just happened, he suddenly didn’t feel like waiting. The thought of sitting quietly in a confined space with his thoughts only made his chest feel heavier.So instead, he began walking slowly, one step at a time.The café was located in the business district, not far from Aurelia’s company, glass office buildings lined both sides of the street, their reflective surfaces catching the afternoon sun and casting shimmering light across the sidewalks.People hurried past him in suits, many with phon
Chapter 9 — Three Years, and an Ending
Perhaps it was true that joy could brighten one’s spirit; the brief moment of helping someone earlier had lightened the weight in Alexander’s chest, even if only slightly.As he walked along the quiet roadside, the afternoon sun gradually softened, turning golden as evening approached.For the first time in a long while, Alexander felt calm. It was not peace, but it was a rare calmness that allowed his thoughts to settle instead of constantly churning.The pressure that had been suffocating him these past few days seemed to loosen little by little; his thoughts slowly drifted toward the future, toward decisions he had been avoiding, and toward something that now felt inevitable."Divorce." The word formed quietly in his mind.For nearly three years, he had given up everything for Aurelia—his career, his independence, and his ambitions.Three years ago, when Aurelia’s company had just started, he had stood beside her through everything, they had invested together, made decisions togeth
Chapter 10 — The Night He Walked Away
Alexander walked into the bedroom quietly. The room that once felt warm and familiar now felt distant and unfamiliar, as though the warmth that once filled it had quietly disappeared. A faint chill lingered in the air, making the spacious room feel emptier than before.He walked toward the wardrobe and opened it slowly. Inside, most of the clothes belonged to Aurelia. Elegant dresses hung neatly in rows, alongside tailored business suits, luxury handbags, and carefully arranged shoes. Everything reflected her success and refined taste.When Alexander reached for his own things, however, he paused; there weren’t many.He slowly pulled out a few shirts, two casual jackets, one pair of trousers, a watch, and a simple wallet. He placed them into the suitcase one by one, his movements calm and unhurried.When he finished, he stared at the suitcase quietly. It wasn’t even half full.A faint, self-mocking smile appeared on his lips; the sight felt almost ridiculous in this huge room, his bel