Novelas de Lilangel

Andrew’s driver took us to the airport where his private jet waited. The quiet ride was filled with his soft concern.“Are you going to be okay?” he asked.I nodded, steady. Going back to Paris after ten years was no longer a burden. I had healed. I was stronger. I was ready.“Yes, I’ll be fine,” I said, forcing a tight smile. He nodded, giving me one of those intense looks he always gave. Then he turned toward the window, watching the clouds drift by.“Remember, I’m here if you need anything,” he said softly, his voice full of comfort.I nodded. He had always been there for me, quietly steady.When we landed in Paris, I paused outside to breathe in the crisp air. The meeting with my staff went smoothly. The brand was growing fast, profits rising, and I shared some new designs and upcoming projects.Afterwards, I headed to Andrew’s office to discuss the investment he wanted me to manage. He had an appointment and told me the details before leaving.As I walked in, the staff greeted me

Later, I opened my eyes. My eyelids felt heavy. My head pounded and my body ached. I tried to sit up, but sharp pain shot through my ribs and back. I groaned and stayed down. Around me was a white hospital room. Machines beeped beside me, and an IV drip fed into my arm.Memories rushed back.Tyler’s engagement. My family cutting ties. Bianca’s betrayal… then the accident. I remembered driving too fast, blinded by tears, begging for the pain to stop. But someone saved me. Someone ignored my wish to disappear.Anger burned in my chest. Anger at whoever forced me back into this life.A deep voice pulled me from my thoughts.“Finally awake, I see.”I blinked and turned my head. A tall man leaned against the doorframe, arms crossed. His dark hair was messy, his jaw sharp, and his blue-grey eyes unreadable.“Do you remember what you said before the accident?” he asked with a slight smirk.I swallowed. “Yes,” I said bitterly. “A wish you ignored.”His brow rose as he stepped closer. “You wan

Penelope's PovMy hands shook as I picked up the envelope. I opened it and my eyes fell on the bold letters. My chest tightened, my breath caught in my throat. For a moment, I felt like the whole world crashed on me.I clutched the papers tightly, staring at them. My throat burned, my heart felt heavy. “What is this, father?” I asked quietly. Tears gathered in my eyes as I looked from his cold expression back to the papers. They wanted to throw me away just because Tyler divorced me.My father leaned back and sneered. “You need me to explain? Sign the papers and leave. You’re no longer our daughter. Your real name is written on the papers, the name you had before we took you in. From now on, that’s who you are. You mean nothing to us.”I shook my head, tears falling down my face. “Please… you can’t do this… not now… I have no one left,” I whispered.I dropped to my knees, crawled to him, and grabbed his leg. “Please, father… I have nowhere else to go. I don’t have money, no home… ever

I wiped my tears and lifted my chin. Grief burned to ash, leaving only fury.“You know what?” My voice cut through the air, sharp and cold. “You… Bianca… that snake you call mother… and everyone tied to this rotten house… may you all drown in your own misery.”I pointed at each of them. “Celebrate your lies. Cling to your wickedness. I will walk away today… but you will remember me. You will choke on regret.”I turned and walked out. My chest felt heavy, my heart a knot of anger and pain. My steps were stiff, but I kept going until I saw the gate.The gateman noticed me and quickly opened it. He kept his head down and said nothing. I walked past him without looking back. When the gate closed behind me, I leaned against the wall, struggling to breathe. Hot tears rolled down my cheeks.I bit my lip hard. How did it end like this? How did I become nothing to him? I thought Tyler loved me. I thought I mattered.I believed we were building a future. Yes, I knew his grandmother forced him t

Penelope's PovRunning a company sounded exciting in theory, but the reality crushed me.I had taken over Tyler’s second company only a few months ago, and I already felt like I was drowning. I did not understand how Tyler handled two companies worth millions without losing his mind, while I struggled with just one.Still, there were some good moments. Traveling for work gave me a break from seeing the same walls every day. I had just closed a big deal in Seattle and booked the next flight back to Paris. All I wanted was to fall asleep in Tyler’s arms and maybe have lunch with Bianca, who I had not seen in months.At the airport, Tyler’s driver came to pick me up. His jaw was tight, and his hands gripped the wheel hard. I noticed but thought he had just had a rough day.When we reached the mansion, my mood lifted. A week away felt like forever. Bailey, one of the housekeepers, rushed to take my bags. But something felt wrong. The gates were wide open, expensive cars filled the drivewa