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Chapter 118
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Amelia’s POV (Third Person)The week after their trip to the northern district passed peacefully. After years of living with fear and scandal, the calm felt almost unreal. The autumn breeze along the coast grew colder, carrying the first signs of winter, but Amelia’s apartment remained warm and welcoming.It was a quiet Friday evening. Soft amber light from the tall floor lamps filled the living room. Zane lay on the thick Persian rug, drawing in his oversized sketchbook with a collection of colorful pencils scattered around him.Amelia sat nearby on the velvet sofa, her dark hair loosely pinned up. A steaming mug of peppermint tea rested on the coffee table beside her laptop. Alexandra Perkins had sent the final digital documents for the transfer of Elmwood Estate.The transformation was officially underway. The grand oak doors that had once kept Amelia trapped in her golden cage were being refitted to welcome the first group of vulnerable women
FOUR YEARS RAISING MY INFERTILE HUSBAND'S SECRET FAMILY Chapter 158
Amelia’s POV (Third Person)The quiet ticking of the wall clock was the only sound in the sunlit living room. Thomas held Zane's silver-framed photograph in his weathered hands, gently running his thumb over the glass where his grandson's happy smile showed.Tears of relief filled Martha's eyes as she leaned against her husband. She studied every detail of the little boy's face, from his dark curls to his expressive eyes. He looked so much like the daughter they had spent years mourning without knowing the truth."He looks so healthy," Martha whispered, her voice trembling with a mixture of grief and wonder as she looked up at Amelia. "So happy and loved. When... when you brought him home from the hospital, did he look like her then?"Amelia offered a warm, gentle smile, her heart swelling as she recalled those early, precious days. "From the very first moment I held him in my arms, Mrs. White, he had a brightness in his eyes that could light up t
FOUR YEARS RAISING MY INFERTILE HUSBAND'S SECRET FAMILY Chapter 157
Amelia’s POV (Third Person)The White family home smelled faintly of dried lavender, old wood, and aged paper. It was a warm, comfortable place filled with sunlight, nothing like the cold, luxurious Elmwood Estate.Thomas led Amelia and Lucas into a cozy living room with wooden walls and large bay windows overlooking the garden. A patchwork quilt lay over a floral armchair, and several silver picture frames stood on the mantel above the stone fireplace.Among them was a photograph of a young woman with a bright smile and gentle, dark eyes. It was Elena.Martha sank onto the sofa, clasping her hands tightly in her lap until her knuckles turned white. She looked at Amelia with a painful mixture of hope and fear. Thomas stood beside his wife, resting his large, weathered hand on her shoulder to comfort her."Please," Thomas said, his deep voice carrying a slight tremor as he looked at Amelia and Lucas. "Tell us what happened to our girl. The
FOUR YEARS RAISING MY INFERTILE HUSBAND'S SECRET FAMILY Chapter 156
Amelia’s POV (Third Person)The cool autumn air in the northern district carried the smell of damp earth and fallen pine needles as the sleek car drove along a quiet, tree-lined road. Far from the city's tall buildings and Elmwood's imposing walls, this peaceful rural area seemed untouched by the chaos surrounding Nathan Vance Cole's fallen empire.In the back seat, Amelia sat with her hands folded neatly in her lap, her dark wool coat buttoned against the morning cold. Beside her, Lucas sat comfortably, occasionally glancing at her with quiet concern.They had left Zane safely with Clara at the coastal apartment earlier that morning. They decided to handle this delicate task alone, determined to face the past together and uncover the last secrets that remained hidden."We're about five minutes away," Lucas said softly, glancing down at the dashboard GPS and the printed genealogical records provided by Alexandra's investigative team. "The address
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Amelia’s POV (Third Person) "I think we need to talk about us, Amelia. Really talk." Lucas's calm, steady voice broke the evening silence. They stood on the private balcony of Amelia's secure coastal apartment, watching the city lights shine across the dark ocean. A cool breeze blew in from the water, carrying the salty scent of the sea. Behind them, the sheer white curtains moved gently in the wind. Inside, Zane was fast asleep after his happy first day at his new school. For once, the apartment was completely peaceful. Amelia turned to look at Lucas, her dark eyes reflecting the city lights. He leaned casually against the polished wooden railing, his sleeves rolled up to his forearms. The warm light from the living room highlighted his handsome features. "What's on your mind, Lucas?" Amelia spoke softly, holding her warm mug of tea between both hands to keep them warm in the cool evening air. Lucas turned to face her, his dark eyes filled with emotion. His gaze made her heart
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Amelia's POV (Third person )"Sign here, Miss Reynolds, and collect your personal belongings from the bin on your left," the corrections officer grunted, sliding a metal clipboard across the cold intake counter.Olivia's hands shook as she signed the papers. She was no longer wearing the gray prison jumpsuit. Instead, she wore the simple linen blouse and trousers she had on the day she was arrested. After signing her name, she collected her leather handbag and rings from the plastic tray.The heavy security gates of the Central Women's Detention Center groaned open, revealing the bright morning sky.Olivia stepped into the courtyard and squinted against the sunlight. She was finally free. With the help of the legal clearance provided by Amelia's lawyers, the state prosecutor had reduced her charges to three years of supervised probation, community service, and the surrender of all her assets.At the bottom of the concrete steps, a simple silver sedan waited with its engine running. Th
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