Novels by lovethtaiwo44

Chapter Four The next morning, . Julian was sitting at the dining table with his laptop open, scrolling through financial reports while sipping black coffee. I walked down the stairs slowly, using my slender wooden cane. Every step felt measured and calm. When I reached the bottom, Julian looked up. His eyes scanned my outfit a simple black blouse and comfortable trousers. A trace of approval flashed across his face, as if he thought I was finally returning to my senses."Good morning, Eleanor," Julian said, his voice softer than it had been last night. "I ordered breakfast from your favorite bakery. Come and eat. We need to talk about what happened at the gallery."I walked over and pulled out a chair opposite him, sitting down without a word. "There is nothing to talk about, Julian. The gallery exhibition went well, and my designs were well-received. That is all."Julian closed his laptop with a sharp click. "That is not all, Eleanor. You embarrassed me and you insulted Chloe. She

Chapter ThreeOne week later, the rain finally stopped. Sarah helped me set up a quiet, elegant private exhibition at her art gallery. We invited old professors, university friends, and respected figures in the city's design community.I wore a silver-grey silk dress. I didn't hide my limp; I walked slowly and with dignity, using a slender carved wooden cane.When I walked into the gallery, Professor Harrison was already there, looking at my detailed blueprints of the Zurich library project. "Eleanor!" Professor Harrison’s face lit up with a warm smile. He walked over and took my hand. "My girl, I knew you hadn't lost your touch. These designs are brilliant!""Thank you, Professor," I smiled. "It feels good to hold a pencil again.""You should have never stopped," a familiar voice rang out. I turned and saw Director Evans walking toward us. He looked surprised to see me standing tall and confident, surrounded by respected architects. His eyes swept over my blueprints, and a look of

Chapter TwoThe restaurant at the Grand Hotel was bright and noisy. People in expensive suits and shining dresses walked around. When Julian and I walked in, some heads turned. Julian looked like a rich alpha wolf in his dark suit. I walked next to him in my dark green dress. For three years, I hid my legs in thick trousers. Tonight, for the first time, my left leg was bare. The long, ugly scar from my hip down to my knee was open to the light.I felt people looking at me. Some whispered and pointed at my slight limp. Weeks ago, I would have hidden behind Julian. I would have grabbed his arm and begged to go home. But tonight, my heart felt cold and still. I did not hide. I held my head high and walked to our table."Julian! Over here!" A sweet voice called out. At a corner table near the window sat Dr. Chloe Vance. She wore a bright red dress. Her hair fell in soft waves, and her smile was wide and confident. Next to her sat Director Evans, an old boss from my past career.Julian’s

Chapter OneThe rain outside was falling hard against the tall windows of our bedroom, but inside, the sound that terrified me most was the sharp click of metal. I sat at the edge of the king-sized bed, my fingers tightly clutching the fabric of my long, thick sweatpants. Across the room, my husband, Julian, was holding a screwdriver. He had just finished reattaching the sharp steel handles to the bedside drawers."Julian, please," I whispered. My voice was raspy, trembling slightly despite my best efforts to hold it steady. "You removed those handles three years ago so I wouldn't cut myself when I had panic attacks. Why are you putting them back now?"Julian didn't look at me right away. He calmly tightened the last screw, wiped his hands on a clean white towel, and finally turned around. He looked as handsome and composed as always, dressed in a sharp navy suit. But his eyes, which used to look at me with warm worry, were cool and detached."Chloe explained it to me last night, Elea