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Chapter 167
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FOUR YEARS RAISING MY INFERTILE HUSBAND'S SECRET FAMILY Chapter 167
Amelia’s POV (Third Person)The crisp morning air in the capital district carried the fresh scent of early winter, but a warm, welcoming atmosphere surrounded the grand iron gates of the former Elmwood Estate.The towering security cameras and intimidating guard posts were gone. In their place stood open stone archways, inviting the public inside. Across the main pillar, polished bronze letters proudly displayed the new name: The Cross Foundation for Children and Families.In the back seat of the executive sedan, Amelia adjusted the lapel of her cream wool coat, smoothing the fabric with calm, deliberate movements. Beside her, Zane bounced excitedly on the leather seat, his wide eyes fixed on the crowd gathered near the main plaza."Look at all the people, Mommy!" Zane exclaimed, pointing toward the rows of white chairs and the bank of television cameras set up near the central courtyard fountain.Amelia offered a soft, radiant smile, wrapping her arm gently around his shoulders. "The
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Amelia's POV (Third person)"Mommy! Uncle Lucas!"The front door flew open, and four-year-old Zane came rushing inside, his bright yellow winter coat unzipped and flapping behind him. He dropped his small overnight bag onto the hardwood floor and threw his arms around Amelia’s knees as she knelt to catch him.“Welcome home, sweet boy,” Amelia laughed, wrapping her arms around Zane and burying her face in his soft, dark curls. She breathed in the fresh scent of pine and country air. “Did you have a wonderful weekend with Grandma Martha and Grandpa Thomas?”“We fed the ducks by the pond, and Grandpa helped me build a big wooden garage for my trains!” Zane replied excitedly. He pulled back to look at her with bright eyes before turning to the tall man beside her. “Uncle Lucas! Look what Grandpa gave me to bring home!”Lucas crouched to Zane’s level, smiling warmly as he accepted the small, hand-carved wooden whistle.“Well, look at this! Are you going to drive us all crazy with this thin
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Amelia’s POV (Third Person)"Stay right there for just five more minutes..."Lucas’s voice was low and husky with sleep as he spoke near her ear. His strong arm tightened around Amelia’s waist, gently pulling her back against him beneath the warm, silky sheets.Amelia laughed softly, her heart filled with happiness as she turned her head on the crisp white pillow. Pale winter sunlight filtered through the sheer curtains, casting a soft silver glow across the spacious bedroom.Beside her, Lucas lay with his dark hair tousled and his usually sharp features relaxed by sleep. His dark eyes rested on her with quiet affection, bringing a fresh blush to her cheeks."I can't, Lucas," Amelia whispered softly, a radiant, tender smile illuminating her face as she reached up to smooth a stray lock of dark hair from his forehead. Her fingers lingered against his warm skin, tracing the strong line of his temple down to his cheekbone. "Zane is coming home from Thomas and Martha’s this morning. Clara
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Amelia’s POV (Third Person)A month had passed, and autumn had slowly given way to winter.For thirty days, life along the coast had been peaceful and unhurried. The news surrounding Apex Holdings had finally died down, Nathan had become a painful memory, and the transformation of Elmwood was progressing smoothly. Meanwhile, another change had been taking place in Amelia’s personal life. Candlelit dinners on the terrace, late-night conversations by the fireplace, long walks along the shore, and gentle moments together had brought her and Lucas closer than ever.Lucas had kept his promise. He took her on proper dates, showed his affection through thoughtful gestures, and never pushed her beyond her comfort zone. He earned every smile and every moment of trust. Yet with each shared glance and lingering touch, the attraction between them grew stronger.It was a cold Friday evening. Outside, winter rain tapped against the floor-to-ceiling windows of Amelia’s coastal penthouse. Inside, the
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Amelia’s POV (Third Person) Warm light from inside the coastal villa spilled onto the stone terrace, illuminating the two ceramic mugs resting on the railing. The cool autumn breeze blew in from the dark ocean, stirring the hem of Amelia’s cardigan, but she barely noticed the cold. Lucas’s warm hand in hers brought her a sense of comfort and steadied her racing heart. Lucas still held her hand, his thumb moving gently over the back of it. His dark eyes searched hers, filled with patience and devotion. Under his gaze, the painful memories of Elmwood seemed far away, as though they belonged to another lifetime. "Come inside," Lucas murmured gently, his voice carrying a rich, grounding timber. "The night air is getting heavier, and you didn't bring a wrap." Amelia nodded softly and let Lucas lead her away from the stone railing. They walked through the floor-to-ceiling glass doors into the spacious, elegant living room. The peaceful atmosphere felt like a safe haven. There were no hi
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Amelia’s POV (Third Person)"You're standing far too close to the edge, Amelia."Lucas’s deep, quiet voice carried over the sound of the waves below. He stepped onto the wide stone terrace of the coastal villa, carrying two large ceramic mugs with steam rising from them in the cool autumn evening.Amelia remained by the stone railing, but a genuine smile appeared on her face as she glanced over her shoulder at him. The sky above the horizon was painted in shades of deep blue, purple, and amber. The sea breeze blew her dark hair across her cheek, carrying the familiar scent of saltwater and jasmine."I’m not going to fall, Lucas," she said softly, turning her body slightly as he stopped beside her."I know," Lucas replied, his tone low and rich with a quiet, unshakeable certainty. "I wouldn't let you if you tried."He handed her one of the mugs, a dark roast with a hint of cinnamon, made just the way she liked it. Amelia accepted
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