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In Chapter 89 of \u201cWhen Time Tried to Heal Me But I Refused to Listen,\u201d titled \u201cMove on So Quickly,\u201d Adriana grapples with her role as a contract wife. Despite the emotional turmoil she feels, she tries to comply with the expectations set by her boss, Mr. Lincoln. Kenneth, a friend, advises her on how to maintain her position, emphasizing the importance of emotional value in her relationship. He introduces her to a celebrity friend who can guide her on how to keep a man happy, igniting a flicker of hope in Adriana as she resolves to learn and adapt.<\/p>\n
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However, tension escalates when Adriana returns to Curtis, who is visibly annoyed by her absence. His frustration intensifies as he misinterprets her gentle suggestions, leading to a heated confrontation. Adriana, caught off guard, struggles to understand what she has done wrong. Curtis\u2019s anger manifests in a physical and emotional torment that leaves Adriana bewildered and pleading for mercy. Despite her desperation, she cannot grasp the root of his discontent, which only adds to her emotional distress.<\/p>\n
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As the night progresses, Adriana finds herself trapped in a cycle of confusion and fear, desperately trying to appease Curtis while questioning her worth and abilities as a partner. The dynamic between them reveals Curtis\u2019s stubborn nature, and Adriana\u2019s attempts to connect with him through affection seem to have little effect. She is left feeling lost and vulnerable, unsure of how to navigate the complexities of their relationship.<\/p>\n
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The following day, Adriana awakens to a new reality, marked by the aftermath of the previous night\u2019s turmoil. Curtis has left a note for her, which she cherishes despite the chaos that ensued. However, she is reminded of the physical remnants of their night together, prompting feelings of embarrassment and regret. As she cleans up, she reflects on the emotional scars left by her tumultuous relationship and the realization that moving on may require more than just time or the presence of another man.<\/p>\n
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Ultimately, Adriana\u2019s journey in this chapter highlights her struggle to reconcile her identity as a contract wife with her own emotional needs. The conflict with Curtis forces her to confront her vulnerabilities, leaving her to ponder whether she can truly move on or if she is destined to repeat the cycle of pain and submission in her relationships.<\/p>\n
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**Chapter 89: Move on So Quickly**<\/p>\n
Adriana cast her eyes downward, a familiar tightness gripping her chest, yet she managed to nod in response.<\/p>\n
After all, she had accepted her role as a contract wife.<\/p>\n
\u201cSecond, as a contract wife, it\u2019s crucial to keep the boss satisfied. You must provide emotional value; otherwise, your position is at risk.\u201d Kenneth\u2019s voice held a note of genuine concern for Adriana. \u201cYou\u2019re far too compliant. Mr. Lincoln has little patience for that. You need to take charge and meet his needs. Just look at those minor celebrities\u2014they know precisely how to play the game.\u201d<\/p>\n
Adriana blinked, confusion clouding her thoughts as she processed Kenneth\u2019s words.<\/p>\n
Kenneth rubbed his forehead in frustration. \u201cI\u2019ve never been in a situation like this before either\u2026 Alright. Tomorrow, I\u2019ll introduce you to a friend of mine. She\u2019s a minor celebrity, a sugar baby for a powerful figure. She\u2019s well-respected in these circles.\u201d<\/p>\n
With a thumbs-up, Kenneth added, \u201cLet her guide you on how to keep a man happy.\u201d<\/p>\n
A flicker of hope ignited in Adriana\u2019s eyes as she listened intently. \u201cAlright, Mr. Heath! I promise to study hard!\u201d<\/p>\n
Her determination was palpable; she couldn\u2019t afford to squander a contract worth thirty million a year.<\/p>\n
Meanwhile, Curtis was waiting upstairs, his brow furrowed in annoyance. \u201cWhy aren\u2019t you up here yet?\u201d he snapped. Adriana had yet to come upstairs to apologize or make amends, and his irritation was palpable.<\/p>\n
Seeing Kenneth lingering and chatting with Adriana only intensified his frustration.<\/p>\n
\u201cMr. Lincoln, rest well,\u201d Kenneth said with a polite smile before finally taking his leave.<\/p>\n
With Eva having the week off since Curtis was supposed to take Adriana to Harborton, the house felt eerily quiet, just the two of them left alone.<\/p>\n
Remembering Kenneth\u2019s advice, Adriana rushed upstairs, her heart racing as she approached Curtis. \u201cCurtis\u2026 you should wash up and get some rest early,\u201d she suggested, her voice soft and coaxing.<\/p>\n
But Curtis, noticing her gentle nudging toward the guest room, felt a surge of anger. \u201cWhy should I sleep in the guest room? Are you giving up on us already?\u201d<\/p>\n
Realizing her misstep, Adriana stammered, \u201cI-I just thought it would be better for you. It\u2019s already past midnight\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cHow considerate of you,\u201d Curtis spat through clenched teeth, his sarcasm palpable. \u201cFunny how thoughtful you weren\u2019t when you were throwing me under the bus.\u201d<\/p>\n
In a swift motion, he pinched her chin, lifting her effortlessly in one arm as he headed toward the bathroom.<\/p>\n
He had intended to be lenient tonight, but now? There was no way she was escaping unscathed.<\/p>\n
Adriana was bewildered, unable to grasp how she had offended Curtis. He dragged her into the bathroom, then back to bed, tormenting her until dawn. Her voice was hoarse from pleading, tears streaming down her cheeks, and she still couldn\u2019t fathom what she had done wrong.<\/p>\n
\u201cDo you understand your mistake?\u201d Curtis kept asking, his tone demanding.<\/p>\n
Did I not satisfy him enough? Is it because I\u2019m not skilled or experienced enough?<\/p>\n
Tomorrow, I absolutely must meet Mr. Heath\u2019s celebrity friend to learn some tricks of the trade.<\/p>\n
After all, being with Matthew had taught Adriana one undeniable truth: Men think with their lower bodies.<\/p>\n
\u201cCurtis\u2026 please\u2026 stop\u2026\u201d Adriana\u2019s voice cracked as she begged, desperation lacing her words.<\/p>\n
But Curtis was resolute; he had no intention of allowing her any reprieve tonight.<\/p>\n
By now, Adriana had come to realize that Curtis was the classic proud and obstinate type. Pleading could sway him, but threats would only fuel his stubbornness.<\/p>\n
Finally, reaching her breaking point, she cried out, \u201cCurtis\u2026!\u201d<\/p>\n
Curtis paused momentarily, and for a fleeting second, Adriana thought her display of affection had struck a chord, but he only grew rougher. \u201cWhat should you call me?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cMr. Lincoln\u2026\u201d she replied hesitantly.<\/p>\n
\u201cNo,\u201d he shot back.<\/p>\n
\u201cMr. Curtis\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cCall me something else. Once I\u2019m satisfied, I\u2019ll let you go,\u201d Curtis murmured, his voice low and husky as he brushed his lips against the tears on her cheeks.<\/p>\n
Adriana looked at him, confusion etched on her face. \u201cCurtis\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cMr. Curtis\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cCurt\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n
Nothing felt quite right.<\/p>\n
Crying softly, Adriana clung to Curtis, her heart racing with uncertainty.<\/p>\n
She couldn\u2019t comprehend why Belinda insisted that Curtis wasn\u2019t interested in women or why Cynthia was so sure he wouldn\u2019t touch her\u2026<\/p>\n
Her mind was a whirlwind; she couldn\u2019t even tell if she had fallen asleep or simply passed out.<\/p>\n
Curtis seemed to be doing this intentionally, repeating the act over and over. She couldn\u2019t discern whether he was genuinely trying to get her pregnant quickly or if he was simply indulging his own desires.<\/p>\n
You really can\u2019t judge a man by the way he dresses. He\u2019s a gentleman in a suit, but without it, he transforms into something entirely different.<\/p>\n
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The next day, Adriana awoke to the sun streaming through the window, the clock reading noon.<\/p>\n
Curtis hadn\u2019t brought Eva back; instead, he had prepared lunch for her himself, leaving it warm on the counter.<\/p>\n
A sticky note caught her attention. \u201cI\u2019m going out. Back tonight. Remember to eat lunch.\u201d<\/p>\n
Curtis\u2019s handwriting was elegant, just like him. Even a simple note felt too precious to toss aside.<\/p>\n
Her heart fluttered as she tucked the note into her diary.<\/p>\n
As she stood to freshen up, she became aware of a sticky sensation on her legs.<\/p>\n
In her exhaustion, she had fallen asleep immediately after their tumultuous night, and Curtis hadn\u2019t bothered to clean her up.<\/p>\n
Her cheeks flushed with embarrassment as she rushed to the shower, scrubbing herself thoroughly.<\/p>\n
Her mind was flooded with vivid memories of Curtis\u2019s relentless torment from the night before\u2026<\/p>\n
It turns out there are only two ways for a woman to forget her last relationship: time or the presence of another man.<\/p>\n
Adriana had never envisioned herself as someone who could move on so swiftly.<\/p>\n
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In the quiet aftermath of a tumultuous night, Adriana found herself grappling with the remnants of her emotional turmoil. The realization that she had entered a world where her worth was measured by her ability to satisfy a powerful man weighed heavily on her heart. Yet, as she read Curtis\u2019s note, a flicker of hope ignited within her. This was not merely a contract; it was a chance to reclaim her agency, to transform her vulnerability into strength. With Kenneth\u2019s guidance on the horizon, she felt a renewed determination to navigate the complexities of her life, even if it meant learning to play a game that felt foreign and daunting.<\/p>\n
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As the sun poured into her room, washing away the darkness of the previous night, Adriana understood that moving on was not about forgetting the pain but about embracing the lessons it imparted. The duality of her existence\u2014a contract wife and a woman seeking autonomy\u2014began to meld into a singular journey of self-discovery. While the echoes of Curtis\u2019s harshness lingered in her mind, they no longer defined her. Instead, they became stepping stones towards her empowerment. With each passing moment, Adriana resolved to forge her own path, one where she would not only survive but thrive, proving to herself that she was capable of so much more than merely being a pawn in someone else\u2019s game.<\/p>\n
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**What to Expect in Next Chapter?**<\/p>\n
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As Adriana grapples with the aftermath of her tumultuous night with Curtis, the stakes are higher than ever. With Kenneth\u2019s promise to introduce her to a celebrity friend looming, readers can expect a whirlwind of emotions as Adriana navigates the treacherous waters of her contract marriage. Will she find the guidance she desperately needs, or will the pressure to perform only amplify her insecurities? The tension between her desire to please Curtis and her quest for self-empowerment will undoubtedly lead to pivotal choices that could alter the course of her life.<\/p>\n
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Moreover, the dynamics between Adriana and Curtis are set to intensify. With Curtis\u2019s unpredictable temperament and Adriana\u2019s growing resolve, the next chapter promises to delve deeper into their complex relationship. Will Adriana muster the courage to confront Curtis about her feelings, or will she continue to succumb to his demands? As she prepares to meet Kenneth\u2019s friend, the contrast between her old and new selves will be put to the test. Prepare for a chapter filled with unexpected revelations, emotional confrontations, and perhaps a turning point that could redefine Adriana\u2019s understanding of love, power, and her own worth.<\/p>\n
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Sara Lili is a daring romance writer who turns icy landscapes into scenes of fiery passion. She loves crafting hot love stories while embracing the chill of Iceland\u2019s breathtaking cold.<\/p>\n
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