All Chapters of The Live‑In Son‑In‑Law Who Ruled The World: Chapter 11
- Chapter 20
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Chapter 11— Robbery
After leaving the café, Alexander did not take a taxi.The wind blew along the street, gently swaying the hem of his shirt. With his hands in his trouser pockets, he walked step by step along the roadside, his expression indifferent, as if the argument and the punches inside the private room had nothing to do with him.This café was very close to Aurelia's company.So close that with just a glance, he could recall how brightly lit that office building used to be, and the nights he and Aurelia had spent side by side in a small office when the company was first founded.Back then, Aurelia was young, proud, and full of ambition. Even her speech carried a radiant energy. She would spread stacks of market reports across the table, frowning as she repeatedly overturned plans, almost burying herself in the documents.It was Alexander who finally set the direction.Aurelia wanted to enter high-end skincare, but the brand's core identity kept shifting. One day, she wanted to target young girls
Chapter 12 — Divorce Agreement
The night wind swept through the city streets, carrying the faint chill of early autumn. Alexander walked alone, his footsteps steady against the pavement, one hand in his pocket while the other occasionally loosened his collar, as if trying to let go of something tight in his chest.A quiet laugh slipped from his lips when he thought of the girl who had called him a mean mister. There was something genuine about her indignation, something unpolished and real. Helping a stranger for less than an hour had brought him more peace than three years spent trying to earn understanding from his own wife. The thought should have been funny, but it just left him feeling hollow.His phone buzzed with a message from an unfamiliar number. "You forgot to tell me your name, mean mister."He stared at the screen for a long moment, the glow casting a faint light across his face. The little genius had actually tracked him down. For a second, he considered typing something back, but what was the point?
Chapter 13 — Three Years Are Over
Aurelia stared at him. For a moment she thought she had misheard, but the look on his face told her she had not.He sat there under the yellow light, calm and relaxed, as if he had just suggested what to have for dinner. That composure unsettled her more than anger ever could.In three years of marriage, Alexander had always been the one to give in first. No matter how bad the fight, he still cooked for her, waited up for her, asked if she had eaten. The thought that he might actually leave had never crossed her mind. He loved her too much."Are you joking?" She forced a laugh. "Why would we get divorced? We're fine."Alexander let out a quiet laugh, but there was no humor in it. "Fine?"He looked at her directly. "You left our anniversary dinner for another man. You defended him in front of everyone. You watched him humiliate me and still thought I was the one in the wrong."Aurelia frowned. "I already explained that. You're still upset over something so small?"She always called it
Chapter 14 — Leaving the Marriage Behind
The villa remained silent long after Alexander left.Rain had stopped sometime earlier, but the glass windows were still fogged with moisture. Outside, the garden lights reflected weakly against the wet stone path, making the entire estate feel cold and strangely unfamiliar.Inside the dim living room, Aurelia still stood alone.The divorce agreement remained clenched tightly in her hand, the edges already wrinkled from how hard her fingers gripped it.She had not moved much since Alexander walked out earlier.At first, she had been angry, not sad, not panicked, just angry because in her mind, this entire situation was ridiculous.Alexander had always been emotional whenever Nahir was involved. Every previous argument had followed the same pattern: he would get upset, leave for a while, calm down, then eventually return first to apologize and coax her.That was how their marriage worked. So even now, she still believed this was no different. “I knew it,” she thought coldly while stari
Chapter 15 — Hotel Encounter
The elevator doors slowly closed.Soft golden light reflected against the mirrored walls as the numbers above began climbing floor by floor.Alexander stood quietly in one corner, one hand resting on the suitcase handle. The exhaustion from the villa still lingered heavily between his brows.Even now, the image of Aurelia standing in the dim living room, clutching the divorce agreement, occasionally flashed through his mind.But unlike before, the thought no longer stirred anger. Only numbness, beside him, Nora was still staring openly at him.Her eyes were bright, lively, almost sparkling with satisfaction, as if finally catching him after a long pursuit. “It’s really you,” she repeated excitedly.“I knew I’d find you again eventually.”Alexander glanced at her faintly. Under the bright elevator lighting, he could finally see her clearly.She looked young—probably still in university. Her long hair was slightly messy from running earlier, and her cheeks carried a healthy pink flush.
Chapter 16 — A Girl Who Refused To Be Controlled
The elevator doors slowly opened.Alexander carried Nora like a baby, her hands wrapped around his neck as he headed straight to her suit.Warm golden light spilled lazily from the crystal wall lamps, stretching across the thick carpet like melted honey. Outside the floor-to-ceiling windows, rain continued falling over the city skyline, faint droplets tapping softly against the glass in rhythmic intervals.Alexander carried straight to bed; her cheeks were flushed pink from alcohol, and the lively brightness she carried earlier had softened into something quieter… more vulnerable.Across from her, Alexander leaned back against the pillow on the bed, very close to her, lazily.His tie had already been loosened and tossed aside carelessly. The top two buttons of his black shirt were undone, exposing part of his collarbone. For the first time in what felt like forever, there was no suffocating tension around him, no arguments, no accusations, no cold disappointment waiting behind every
Chapter 17 — A New Place To Stay
Morning sunlight streamed through the hotel curtains in long, golden streaks, slowly illuminating the quiet room with a gentle warmth.Alexander opened his eyes gradually, his gaze settling on the unfamiliar ceiling above him. For several moments, he remained completely still, his expression calm yet distant, as though his mind had not fully caught up with his waking body.Then, piece by piece, the memories from the previous night returned.Alexander closed his eyes briefly and exhaled slowly, allowing the weight of those memories to settle.Strangely, his chest no longer felt as suffocating as it had before. The pain had not disappeared, but it had dulled into something more manageable—like a wound that had been torn open too many times and had finally stopped bleeding, even if it had not yet healed.He pushed himself up into a sitting position and glanced at the clock beside the bed.It was 6:12 AM.Years of discipline had trained his body to wake early regardless of how little slee
Chapter 18 — The Hero And The Landlord
The commotion outside continued to escalate, growing louder and more chaotic with each passing second. Alexander stood still for a brief moment, his hand resting on the suitcase handle as his mind caught up with the situation.He had only just stepped into this apartment, and yet trouble had already followed him to the door.“Let go of me!”A frightened female voice rang sharply through the corridor, filled with panic and resistance. “You’re insane!”Rough laughter followed immediately after, crude and unrestrained. “You should feel honored that our manager likes you!” one of the men jeered.“Stop struggling!” another barked impatiently.“Do you even know how many girls would kill for this kind of opportunity?”Alexander’s expression darkened almost instantly.His fingers tightened slightly around the suitcase handle before he released it and straightened his posture. Without hesitation, he walked toward the door and pulled it open.The scene outside came into view immediately.Severa
Chapter 19 — The One Waiting First
The morning sunlight slowly spilled across the enormous villa, yet the house felt colder than it ever had before. The warm lights that were usually switched on before dawn remained dark, and no familiar aroma of breakfast drifted out from the kitchen. Even the soft, habitual footsteps that once moved quietly through the hallways were absent.An unusual stillness lingered in every corner, pressing heavily against the silence.Aurelia sat curled on the sofa in the living room, her phone pressed tightly against her ear as her brows drew together in frustration. She had already changed her clothes twice that morning, yet nothing seemed to settle her unease. The makeup beneath her eyes did little to conceal the faint shadows left by a sleepless night.Sleep had barely touched her; every time she closed her eyes, the same image returned—Alexander dragging his suitcase out of the villa the night before.But more than anything else was the look in his eyes that refused to leave her; there was
Chapter 20 — Replacement Surface
A few hours later, Aurelia arrived at the company looking visibly exhausted, and even the receptionist downstairs could immediately tell that something was off. “Good morning, President Aurelia.”Aurelia gave a faint nod, lacking her usual composed elegance, and walked straight toward the elevator. Her high heels clicked sharply against the polished floor, while one hand pressed lightly against her stomach as if to suppress the discomfort building inside her.She had not slept well.To be more precise, she had barely slept at all.The elevator doors slid open with a soft chime, snapping her out of her thoughts.When Aurelia entered her office, she frowned almost immediately. A dull discomfort twisted in her stomach, reminding her that she had skipped breakfast entirely.Normally, Alexander would have already prepared something light for her. It was always simple but thoughtful, warm porridge, lightly toasted bread, fresh fruit, and jasmine tea brewed at exactly the right temperature.