Whispers Shape Distant Tomorrows by Aren Cole Vale ` 120 Summary
In Chapter 120 of “Whispers Shape Distant Tomorrows,” Jowan’s intense desire leads him to offer Tessa a moment of intimacy, igniting a charged atmosphere in the carriage. Tessa, playing coy, draws closer to him, while Joshua grapples with his own chaotic emotions as he agrees to teach her writing. The tension escalates as Joshua’s actions become more intimate, culminating in a moment of embarrassment when they arrive at the Hadley family residence, jolting him back to reality. Tessa, however, maintains her facade, pretending to be unaffected by the situation.
As they step out of the carriage, Tessa’s jealousy simmers beneath the surface, especially towards Margaery, who she believes will steal the spotlight at the upcoming birthday celebration. Tessa’s determination to undermine Margaery grows stronger, as she plots to expose her rival’s flaws, driven by bitterness over her own romantic disappointments. Meanwhile, Margaery is preoccupied with her own plans to reclaim her destiny, vowing to break off her engagement with Dominic despite the risks involved.
The arrival of Dominic, who is overly attentive to Margaery, exacerbates Tessa’s feelings of jealousy and betrayal. His disregard for her presence stings, as he lavishes care on Margaery, reflecting a shift in his affections that leaves Tessa feeling sidelined. Margaery, while putting on a brave face, internally questions the sincerity of the attention she receives, aware of the empty promises that often accompany such gestures.
The chapter closes with an intense standoff between Tessa and Margaery, their rivalry palpable as they exchange glances filled with unspoken animosity. The emotional stakes are high as both women navigate their complex relationships with Dominic, setting the stage for a confrontation that could alter their fates. The tension between desire, jealousy, and ambition weaves a rich tapestry of emotions, leaving readers eager to see how these dynamics will unfold in the story ahead.
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**Whispers Shape Distant Tomorrows by Aren Cole Vale**
**Chapter 120**
Jowan, unable to suppress his eagerness any longer, blurted out, “Let me rub for you.” His voice carried a hint of urgency, a plea wrapped in desire.
His hand finally found its resting place, precisely where he had longed for it to be, and Tessa played the part of the innocent, feigning ignorance as she pressed herself closer against him, her body a warm invitation.
Joshua, meanwhile, felt his mind descend into a tumultuous chaos, his thoughts scattering like leaves in a storm. “Joshua,” Tessa’s voice broke through the haze, “can you teach me how to write tonight?”
“Alright,” he replied, his Adam’s apple bobbing nervously as he looked into her eyes. A surge of determination flooded him; he wanted nothing more than to guide her through the intricacies of writing, night after night, day after day, every step of the way.
The atmosphere inside the carriage grew thick with tension, the temperature rising with each passing moment. Tessa continued her charade of innocence, her eyes wide and uncomprehending, as Joshua’s boldness grew. What began as simple assistance morphed into something more intimate—he pinched above, then rubbed below with a mixture of trepidation and excitement.
It was only when they finally arrived at the Hadley family residence and the rider’s voice pierced through the haze, calling out, “Mr. Wallen, we’ve arrived!” that he jolted back to reality.
Embarrassment washed over him as he realized how his clothes were tented high, a blush creeping up his neck. His heart raced as he quickly glanced at Tessa.
But Tessa, with an air of practiced nonchalance, acted as if nothing was amiss. “The last time I saw Aunt was at the family recognition dinner,” she mused innocently. “There were so many people that day; we barely exchanged a few words. I wonder if I’ll get a chance to speak with her this time.”
As she spoke, she gracefully exited the carriage, her movements fluid and deliberate. Did she really not notice? Joshua exhaled a sigh of relief, feigning seriousness as he addressed those waiting outside, “Wait a moment, my leg is stuck.”
After some time, he finally managed to extricate himself from the carriage. Tessa, meanwhile, rolled her eyes internally, thinking, “Tonight, Joshua should be getting in my face, right?”
Her gaze shifted to the carriage ahead, where a flicker of jealousy sparked within her. After her last encounter with Callum, she knew Margaery would be the star of the birthday celebration today, the center of attention while everyone else revolved around her.
Even Dominic, who once professed eternal love for Tessa and claimed he could not live without her, would be caught up in Margaery’s orbit. But Tessa was determined; she would not allow such a scene to unfold without consequence.
Today, she would ensure Margaery was stripped of all dignity, mocked, scorned, and condemned by the crowd. *Even if I can’t marry Dominic, I will make sure Margaery cannot either,* she thought bitterly.
As her thoughts swirled, she caught sight of a figure darting around a distant street corner. Halle. Tessa knew that Halle had orchestrated everything needed for her plans. She turned her gaze back to Margaery, a cold snort escaping her lips.
Raul had already disembarked from the carriage, standing stubbornly in front of it, sulking and refusing to assist Margaery, who, in truth, didn’t need his help at all.
The concern displayed by the Wallen father and son was nothing more than a facade. They pretended to care for her, but not once had they inquired about her injury. Yet, Tessa hadn’t expected anything different.
Craig and Bernard’s medicine was effective, and although she climbed in and out of the carriage on her own, she felt little discomfort from her wound.
Just as Margaery stepped down from the carriage, she caught Tessa’s gaze, which was laced with a sinister smile. Simultaneously, she spotted Halle.
Though it was a mere fleeting glimpse, she recognized that figure, that build, those clothes. *What is Halle doing here at this moment?* Margaery’s mind raced with unease.
A sense of foreboding washed over her, but she brushed it aside. Three days after Sophia’s birthday party would mark the day she would reclaim her destiny.
Today was her only opportunity to alter the course of her life.
If she failed, she would be left with no choice but to marry Dominic and await her demise. Thus, no matter what Tessa had planned for today, Margaery was resolute in her decision to break off her engagement with Dominic.
She cast a glance at Tessa before turning her focus toward the grand gates of the Hadley family residence. Chaotic images surged in her mind, memories of her previous life: engagement shattered, cast out from the Hadley family’s gates, left to languish in disgrace, coughing up blood.
The sound of Dominic’s jovial voice broke through her reverie. He jogged out from the gate, and upon seeing them, he ignored Raul entirely, calling out to Margaery first.
“Margaery, how are you feeling? It’s freezing outside! Let me help you inside. There’s ginger tea waiting to warm you up,” he said, his gaze unwavering, locked onto Margaery’s face.
Dominic’s smile radiated with such brightness that it nearly obscured his eyes, as if he was completely oblivious to Tessa standing nearby, as well as Raul and Joshua.
Raul and Joshua exchanged disapproving glances. Dominic’s blatant disregard for manners, all for Margaery’s sake, was infuriating. Did he see them as mere decorations? they both wondered.
Yet, given the circumstances, the two had no choice but to turn a blind eye. Raul interjected, “Dominic, hurry and help Margaery in; her wound hasn’t healed yet.”
Tessa’s eyes burned with jealousy. Just half a month ago, Dominic had been in her bed, professing his undying love. And now, here he was, fawning over Margaery like a loyal dog. *Why?* Her nails dug into her palm, trembling with anger.
But Dominic seemed utterly oblivious to her presence. He reached out to Margaery, offering his support, his demeanor excessively attentive. “Margaery, take it slow; be careful not to trip on the steps.”
“Thank you,” Margaery replied, casting a quick glance back at Tessa, but she did not shy away from Dominic’s hand. *After all, I’ve endured so much; this is nothing compared to that,* she reassured herself.
The two families had long been intertwined through marriage, and Raul and his father were eager to see her join the Hadley family. They had arrived exceptionally early today.
There wasn’t a single guest in sight outside the main gate, and the courtyard felt eerily deserted. Margaery inquired, “Has no one arrived yet?” She was eager for the festivities to begin, for the moment everyone would congregate.
Dominic assisted her over the threshold, stumbling slightly as he said, “Exactly! You all came too early. The others probably won’t show up for at least another hour.”
“The birthday celebration is set for the afternoon, and my mother and grandmother have been talking about you constantly. It’s perfect timing for you to go in and catch up with them,” he added, a hint of enthusiasm in his voice.
Margaery found amusement in his words. If they truly cared, why hadn’t they come to visit her, especially knowing how seriously injured she was? It was nothing but empty rhetoric, she thought.
Yet, she maintained her smile, responding, “Alright, I haven’t seen Aunt in ages either.”
“Let’s go; they’re over there,” Dominic said, his excitement palpable.
Last night, while escorting Marcus and Alicia back to the palace, they had told him that as long as he treated Margaery well, he would be recognized as the greatest contributor.
In the future, the position of head of the Hadley family would be his, with no one else surpassing him in rank.
**Chapter 120**
An extraordinary honor! All thanks to Margaery, Dominic thought, his heart swelling with pride.
He studied her profile, feeling that Margaery’s face was as round as the full moon, her features perfectly proportioned. She radiated the beauty of a woman destined to bring prosperity to her husband.
*Have I found a treasure?* he mused, feeling as though fate had smiled upon him.
With this thought in mind, he couldn’t help but display his attentiveness once more. “By the way, yesterday, I went to the palace and asked Lady Alicia for a piece of the finest satin. Even in the palace, there are only two pieces available.”
“This fabric will be used to create your wedding dress. I’ve already invited ten seamstresses to my mother’s place. If they work through the night, it will definitely be ready in time,” he declared, a proud smile lighting up his face under the winter sun.
“Are you really this good to me?” Margaery replied, casting him a sidelong glance, a mocking smile playing on her lips.
*They truly excel at putting on a show. Preparing two wedding dresses?* she thought, having long since seen through their façade and choosing not to engage with it.
Dominic grinned, his enthusiasm unwavering. “You are my wife, my childhood sweetheart. How could I not treat you well? I was once bewitched, but that will never happen again, I promise.”
As he spoke, he raised his hand toward her. Margaery’s lips curved into a smile as she replied, “If you say so, will Tessa agree?”
As she spoke, she glanced at Tessa, who had just emerged behind Dominic. When their eyes met, the air grew thick with unspoken tension.
Conclusion
In this chapter, the emotional arc of the characters reaches a pivotal climax, blending desire, jealousy, and the weight of unfulfilled expectations. Jowan’s desperate yearning and Joshua’s determination to connect with Tessa create an atmosphere charged with anticipation, yet overshadowed by the looming presence of Margaery and Dominic’s blossoming relationship. Tessa’s internal struggle and bitterness are palpable as she grapples with her feelings of jealousy and betrayal, ultimately deciding to take control of her narrative in a world that seems to be slipping away from her grasp. The tension between the characters is not just a reflection of their personal desires but also a manifestation of their intertwined fates, setting the stage for inevitable confrontations.
As the chapter unfolds, the reader is left with a sense of foreboding, knowing that Tessa’s plans to undermine Margaery may lead to unforeseen consequences. The contrast between Margaery’s seemingly effortless charm and Tessa’s simmering resentment highlights the complexities of their rivalry, suggesting that the battle for love and acceptance will only intensify. With the stage set at the Hadley family residence, the emotional stakes have never been higher. The characters are poised on the brink of choices that could alter their destinies forever, leaving the audience to ponder the outcomes of their whispered ambitions and the weight of their desires.
What to Expect in Next Chapter?
In the upcoming chapter, readers can expect the simmering tension between Tessa and Margaery to boil over in a spectacular confrontation. With Tessa’s jealousy and bitterness festering beneath the surface, her plans to undermine Margaery will come to fruition in unexpected ways. As the birthday celebration unfolds, the stakes will rise, and the carefully cultivated facades of both women will begin to crack. Will Tessa’s schemes lead to her triumph, or will Margaery’s newfound confidence and Dominic’s unwavering support thwart her ambitions?
Moreover, Joshua’s internal conflict will deepen as he navigates his feelings for Tessa amidst the chaos. His desire to help her with her writing may morph into a more profound connection that could change the dynamics of their relationship. As he finds himself caught between Tessa’s allure and the looming shadow of Margaery, readers will be left wondering which path he will choose. The emotional stakes will be higher than ever, and the delicate balance of love, jealousy, and ambition will set the stage for a dramatic showdown that promises to leave readers on the edge of their seats. Prepare for revelations, betrayals, and the unveiling of hidden motives as the characters step into the spotlight of the Hadley residence, where every whisper shapes distant tomorrows.
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’s breathtaking cold.
