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Chapter 44: Denial
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A Bond Not Meant To Be Chapter 45: Comparison
Seeing Edward leave, Mabel's heart clenched and her eyes began to saturated.Mrs. Jones finally spoke. “Mabel, dear, I think it’s time you understand, our son makes his own choices. If he says there was nothing between you, then we must accept it.”Mabel gave a small laugh, bitter and short. “Easy for you to say. You still have your pride.” she didn't care if her words sounded disrespectful.Her mother touched her arm. “That’s enough, Mabel.”Cyril Fletcher stood up slowly. “We came here for what is right. But clearly, this family has no intention of treating us fairly. We won’t forget this insult.”Williams didn’t flinch. “Then don’t.”Mabel’s tears finally spilled. She didn’t wipe them. Her mother pulled her to her body. "Everything will be fine," she assured. Then helped her up."I'll make contacts for the scar removal ointment. You'll receive it as soon as possible." Williams said, when the Fletchers were about leaving the sitting room.Outside the house, Edward's footsteps were f
A Bond Not Meant To Be Chapter 44: Denial
It had been a week since Mabel was discharged from the hospital.The burn from the boiling water had left a dark scar on her back, her foot and along her left shoulder, a painful memory she would carry forever. Her parents had not rested since then. Now, they sat stiffly in the Jones family’s living room, waiting, for a way forward.Edward sat in a single sofa, his expression calm, his back straight.His father, Williams Jones, took the center, large sofa like a king on a throne, while his mother sat beside him with quiet dignity.Mabel sat beside her mother, her eyes carefully lowered, but anyone could see the way her fingers twisted nervously in her lap.Her father, Cyril Fletcher, cleared his throat and broke the silence."Thank you Grand Lord Councilor, for having us today," his voice was soft, and respectful, after all, he was in the sitting room of the third personality in their country, the High Councilor."Our daughter, Mabel had been discharged, after spending two weeks in t
A Bond Not Meant To Be Chapter 43: Threat
Lucille blinked in confusion. “A doctor?”“Yes,” he said. “I was sent to check on your injuries.”Her lips parted. “Sent? By who?”The doctor didn’t answer. “May I come in?”She hesitated, then stepped back. He walked in, his steps steady.“Sit,” he said, already opening his briefcase. “I’ll need to see the bruise.”Lucille sat on the edge of the bed, pulling off the bandage slowly, her brows furrowed.The doctor checked her head, gently pressing around the swollen spot. She winced quietly.“How did this happen?” he asked as he touched the area again.“I slipped and fell in the bathroom,” she replied honestly, even though she was confused about why a doctor was treating her. It felt strange and unusual.“Looks like you used some herbs,” he said softly. And she gave a small nod in reply.“Hmm. It’s healing, but slowly. The herbs helped reduce the swelling,” he said.Lucille watched him carefully as he opened the box. Did Ophelia call him? But the doctor looked too clean and refined for
A Bond Not Meant To Be Chapter 42: The visitor
Lucille froze the moment the figure stepped into her room.He was tall. Broad shoulders. His steps were quiet but heavy.The way he stood felt familiar. She squinted through the darkness, her wolf eyes adjusting to the shadows, but the figure remained unclear.“Who’s there?” she asked, her voice shaky.The figure didn’t respond.Lucille sat up sharply on the bed, her heart racing in her chest. “I said who’s there?”Suddenly, the figure turned and left. The door creaked as it opened wider, then slowly shut behind him.Lucille rushed to the door and locked it, her hands trembling. Her breathing was fast. Her mind ran wild.Who was that? Why didn’t they answer? Why did they come in?She backed away from the door, her back hitting the wall. She slid down slowly and wrapped her arms around her knees.She didn’t sleep again that night. Every sound made her flinch. Every creak, every rustle of wind, made her eyes shoot open.By morning, her head throbbed painfully. She sat up, wincing, and t
A Bond Not Meant To Be Chapter 41: Unexpected change
Lucille laid on the bed, her gaze on the ceiling. She could still feel a slight pressure on her head.She blinked a few times, recalling all that had happened just few hours she left the cell.Ophelia was sitting beside her, gently dabbing a cold cloth on the side of her head where the bruise had formed. The cool water made her skin tingle, and Lucille sighed in relief."Thank you," she mutteredA smile crept onto Ophelia's face. “How do you feel now?” Her voice was soft and gentle, filled with concern.Lucille moved her hand to touch the bruised area on her head. It was swollen, but not as much as before.Her fingers pressed softly against the spot, and she winced slightly. It felt tender, but there was no sharp pain.“I feel better,” Lucille replied slowly, her voice hoarse from the fall. “It’s not as bad as before.”Ophelia smiled at her. “Good. You should be feeling less dizzy now. The herbs should help with the pain too.”Lucille closed her eyes for a moment, trying to ignore the
A Bond Not Meant To Be Chapter 40: Mabel's wrath
Ophelia returned to the room, holding a small keg filled with already cooked herbs in her hand. She was smiling to herself, glad she could do something to help Lucille feel better.But when she stepped into the room, her smile disappeared. Lucille wasn’t there.Ophelia looked around. The bed was empty. The juice glass was still on the table, untouched.“Lucille?” she called, walking deeper into the room. No answer.Her eyes went to the bathroom door. It was closed. She must be bathing.She returned to the table, then dropped the keg on it and made to leave. She stopped. She needed to let Lucille know she had brought the herbs?She walked over to the bathroom, and knocked gently. “Lucille? The herb is on the table.”She expected a response, but got none. She placed her ear against the door, listening for sounds, but none came.She frowned, then knocked again, harder this time. “Lucille!”Yet, no sound, no response.Panic rose in her throat. She grabbed the doorknob and tried to turn it,
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