Chapter 49 Surprise Turn of Events
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At that, Cristian’s hand paused mid–wipe. A flicker of surprise–barely there–crossed his dark eyes.
No alimony?
That was surprisingly unexpected.
According to her dossier, Elizabeth had been disowned by the Schofields and exiled to a Garbage Planet. She should have been desperate for resources.
He’d already prepared himself to pay a substantial settlement–both as the legal responsibility of a husband and as leverage to ensure a smooth divorce after one year.
“Noted.” His tone gave nothing away.
But internally, his mind was made up. Regardless of what the agreement said, when the divorce came through in a year, the compensation she was owed would still be given.
It wasn’t charity. It was his way of doing things.
“If that’s all, I’ll head out to compile the after–action report…” Guerrero turned to leave.
“Wait.”
Guerrero stopped and turned back. “General Hewitt?”
Cristian didn’t respond immediately. He tapped a few commands on his encrypted device and pulled up an image, then turned the screen toward Guerrero.
“Find this person.” His voice was low and even.
Guerrero looked at the screen. The moment the face registered, he went rigid–eyes round, jaw slack, every trace of composure gone. Pure, unfiltered shock.
The photo looked like a candid capture, a single frozen moment.
The girl in the image had a slight furrow between her brows. Her large, bright eyes were full of confusion and unmistakable displeasure. Her lips were pressed together in a line of quiet stubbornness.
The background was blurry, but Guerrero recognized it instantly.
This… wasn’t this the very same woman who’d just completed the marriage registration? The one he’d privately called “eccentric” and “not worthy of the Commander“-Elizabeth Schofield?
General Hewitt wanted to find her?!
And with a photo that was clearly taken without her knowledge?!
Did… did General Hewitt not realize the woman in the photo was his legal wife?
Guerrero’s brain short–circuited.
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Cristian watched his lieutenant’s face cycle through what appeared to be every stage of existential crisis, and frowned slightly. “What? Is there a problem?”
“N–no, sir!” Guerrero snapped back to attention, swallowing the tidal wave of shock. “General Hewitt, she- she’s the Ms. Schofield who just registered the marriage with you. Did you… did you need her for something-”
Cristian didn’t respond immediately.
Before anyone could continue, Cristian’s device buzzed. A communication request appeared on the
screen.
It was his mother, Zaylee.
Cristian’s gaze shifted. He accepted the call.
A three–dimensional projection unfolded–an elegant woman whose features bore a clear resemblance to Cristian’s own.
She skipped the pleasantries and cut straight to the point, concern laced with a probing edge. “Cristian, about your… new wife. Elizabeth. What are your plans?”
Her brow creased with a hint of displeasure. “Your father and I know her background. Disowned by the Schofields. Exiled to a Garbage Planet. If you’re unwilling, your father can intervene. This marriage isn’t necessarily set in stone.”
A minute ago, Cristian would have told her about the postnuptial agreement and the plan to divorce after one year without hesitation. A temporary arrangement, nothing more.
But now, the image of those bright, vivid eyes flashed through his mind…
He went silent. For a man as decisive as he was, that pause was extraordinary.
After a long moment–just as Zaylee expected him to agree to dissolving the marriage–he spoke, his voice low and unreadable. “The registration is done. Legally, she’s my wife. I’ll fulfill my responsibilities.”
On the other end, Zaylee was visibly startled. She clearly hadn’t expected this from a son who’d always been openly hostile toward the idea of marriage.
She hesitated. “You’re… sure?”
“I’m sure.” Not a beat of hesitation.
Zaylee was quiet for two seconds, then her composure returned. “Fine. Your marriage, your call. But now that you’ve accepted this, the Hewitts have standards to uphold. We won’t have anyone looking down on us, or on her.”
Cristian blinked. “What standards?”
“The betrothal gifts, obviously!” Zaylee sounded offended. “Never mind. I’ll handle this with your father.
She cut the call.
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Cristian stared at the empty space where the projection had been, still processing.
After a long moment, he turned. His gaze landed on his still–stunned lieutenant.
“So,” Cristian said, voice flat as ever–except for the word that made Guerrero’s heart nearly stop-“where is Mrs. Hewitt right now? Did she go back to the Schofields?”
Mrs. Hewitt?!
Was General Hewitt actually accepting this marriage?
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