Chapter: Chapter 63: she's all yoursThe car eased to a stop in front of the estate gates, the familiar silhouette of the manor rising behind trimmed hedges and pale stone pillars. Liam sat still in the passenger seat, his hand curled loosely at the edge of his sling, his gaze pinned to the house that had shaped and broken so much.Beside him, Anna remained quiet, her face showing a bit of hesitation. “I’m not sure if I should be welcoming you home or the other way around,” she murmured, brushing her fingers gently against his knee. “But it’s time.” She gave his knee a small, reassuring touch before opening her door.By the time Liam stepped out, a few figures were already waiting under the awning of the main entrance. His grandmother stood with her back straight and her fingers curled around the top of her cane, flanked by one of the uniformed staff. Her silver-gray hair was swept into a neat bun, and her expression was unreadable.Beside her, his mother sat quietly in her wheelchair, wrapped in a soft gray shawl that m
Huling Na-update: 2025-08-07
Chapter: Chapter 62: fair pointThe orange light of the setting sun filtered through the hospital blinds, casting long shadows in the room. After a good shower and some thorough housekeeping, the room was cleaner than it had ever been: new sheets, new clothes, his discharge papers tucked into a navy folder on the tray table, and Anna’s cardigan draped loosely over the back of a chair.Liam sat at the edge of the mattress, his arm resting in a better-quality sling, and his expression unreadable. There was a stiffness to the way he breathed, like his body was finally registering how exhausted it was. Anna hovered nearby, folding small things into a duffle bag, ready for departure. Ethan would be here any minute from now.A soft knock caught their attention before the door swung opened to reveal Ethan, dressed in slate-gray slacks and a fitted black shirt. He looked the same as always: sleek, composed, and just a little too alert for a man who claimed to ‘just assist’. Behind him, a hospital orderly wheeled in a chair,
Huling Na-update: 2025-08-06
Chapter: Chapter 61: You are killing meAnna reached for his face, her fingers threading into his damp hair as she leaned down and crashed her lips on his. His lips parted beneath hers, the kiss deepening with quiet hunger. Her breath caught when his tongue slid against hers, tasting her like he had all the time in the world, because he did. He had a minimum of four weeks of doing nothing but recovery. Steam curled around them, but it was his mouth that burned.She pulled back from the kiss, her lips still tingling, and her breath shallow. Without a word, she reached for the soap again and knelt between his legs. Her hands smoothed over his thighs, the lather trailing down to his knees, then back up. Liam tensed under her touch, his breath hitching as she worked lower.She shifted her focus to his shins, her soapy fingers gliding over his calves, then up his thighs, tracing the muscles with care. The heat of the water, the slickness of her touch, and the closeness of her bare skin overwhelmed him in every wa
Huling Na-update: 2025-07-29
Chapter: Chapter 60: I couldn't resistAnna reached for the metal handle, her back to him, and turned it slowly. Pipes groaned and gave way to the steady rush of water, the stream hitting the tiles with a low, soothing rhythm. Anna extended her hand under it, her wrist angled, testing the temperature with a slow swirl of her fingers.Her body moved in subtle shifts, her back arching as she leaned in slightly, and her muscles flexed gently as she adjusted the pressure. The water kissed her skin in scattered droplets, making her glisten under the bathroom lights.“Too cold,” she murmured to herself, twisting the knob again.Liam swallowed hard, his gaze tracing the line of her spine, the way a single drop slid from her shoulder down to the curve of her lower back. Every movement was natural, yet it tugged at something primal in him. She wasn’t trying to be seductive.Anna tested the water again, letting it run down the length of her forearm this time, her breath rising in a qui
Huling Na-update: 2025-07-28
Chapter: Chapter 59: You stinkThe fading light of the evening sun spilled into the room as Liam shifted restlessly in the hospital bed, wincing as the fabric of his shirt clung to his side. It had been a long day; too many vitals checks, too many polite nurses with cold hands, and one unfortunate incident involving hospital mashed potatoes he refused to discuss.Anna sat nearby, her legs tucked beneath her, and her hair pulled into a ponytail that curled at the ends. She’d changed into a clean T-shirt and soft leggings. Someone must have delivered those. She'd showered, changed, and slipped back in before he even noticed she was gone. Her eyes kept drifting back to him, lips twitching in amusement every time he moved.“You okay?” she asked, feigning innocence. “I feel gross.”“You look gross,” she said, her nose upturning a little.He turned to her slowly. “Wow. That’s the kind of emotional support I’ve been missing.”She smirked and leaned closer, scrunching her nose exaggeratedly as she sniffed the air. “Okay,
Huling Na-update: 2025-07-27
Chapter: Chapter 58: The queen of bad luck!“Did she thank me?” Anna asked, her eyes wide. Of all the things she expected, his grandmother thanking her wasn’t one of them. That lady just talked about offing people as if it were a normal occurrence. Who would have expected a ‘thank you’ after that? Not ending her was already a big enough thank you.“I am surprised she even has that word in her vocabulary,” Liam answered, equally as shocked. A hint of mischief appeared, and a slight smile bloomed on his face. “Hmm…” he tapped his chin, pretending to be in deep thought. “The only time I’ve heard her use that word was when someone was about to meet a tragic end.”“Oh my God,” Anna breathed, stumbling back a step as her face drained of all color. “Does that mean I’m going to die now?” Her voice pitched up in disbelief, teetering on the edge of panic. She clawed both hands into her hair, raking it back until her fingers tangled at the nape, fisting a good chunk as if she could anchor herself with the pain. Her eyes were wild, darting
Huling Na-update: 2025-07-25
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