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Chapter 70

ผู้เขียน: Blessed assurance
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Zeta’s POV

The meetings I’d been attending since i arrived the office this morning finally come to an end. I had returned home late at night while Lyssa was sleeping and spent a night with her on the couch and then left early this morning back to the office.

I lean back in my chair and rub my eyes, breathing a sigh of relief.

My personal assistant closes her tablet. “You handled that merger cleanly sir,” she says. “The board is satisfied, I can see.”

“They’re never satisfied,” I reply calml
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  • Fifteen Years of Craving The Wrong Love    Chapter 195

    Lyssa POV I can’t stop smiling. Even after we leave the deck and return to our room, my heart feels lighter than it has in weeks. For the first time since, something feels right. Not because my memories have returned. Not because I suddenly have answers. But because when I’m with Percy, I feel like I’m exactly where I’m supposed to be. The feeling follows me through the rest of the evening. As I get ready for bed, I catch my reflection in the mirror and smile quietly at myself. I look happy. Really happy. And that realization scares me a little. Because happiness means vulnerability. It means having something to lose. The room is quiet when I finally slide beneath the blankets. The yacht rocks gently beneath us. Outside, the ocean continues its endless rhythm against the hull. Percy is nearby. Just knowing that helps me relax. My eyes slowly close. And eventually, I fall asleep. I hit a terrible dream. The dream starts with darkness. Then screaming. Women’s voices. Anger. My

  • Fifteen Years of Craving The Wrong Love    Chapter 194

    Percy POV “There you are.” I leaned against the railing beside her. “Anita finally went to sleep.” Lyssa smiles. “She was exhausted.” “I’m surprised she lasted this long.” I say. Silence settled comfortably between us. The waves crashed softly below. The air smelled like salt and summer. And for several minutes neither of us spoke. Then Lyssa surprised me. “Do you ever get tired?” She ask. “Of what?” I ask casually “Of always making sure I’m fine..” The question hit harder than expected. I looked toward the ocean. “I’m not sure.” I say as she watched me carefully. “I think you do.” I stayed silent. Because the truth was… Yes. I am currently tired because it was a long journey but of course I can’t go to sleep before her. . I was all mentally tired. Tired of pretending everything was okay. Tired of acting like it didn’t hurt when she looked at me with unfamiliar eyes. Tired of missing someone who was standing right in front of me. But none of that was her fault. So I

  • Fifteen Years of Craving The Wrong Love    Chapter 193

    Lyssa POV I nod slowly. “It feels… familiar.” Her expression softens briefly. Then she suddenly gasps dramatically. “Oh! I almost forgot the most important thing.” She reaches into another bag before pulling out an envelope carefully. “What’s that?” Her smile grows bigger. “A surprise.” I open the envelope carefully before freezing. Inside are plane tickets. My eyes widen. “Anita…” “We’re traveling,” she announces proudly. I stare down at the destination written across the ticket. Italy… Something strange stirs faintly inside my chest at the sight of it. Warmth. Longing. Familiarity. Even though I can’t explain why. Anita watches me closely. “You always wanted to visit there,” she says softly even though I can’t remember. That should be before I lost my memories. I swallow slowly while staring at the ticket again. “My dream country?” She nods gently. “You used to talk about it all the time.” Emotion suddenly tightens inside my chest unexpectedly. I don’t remember s

  • Fifteen Years of Craving The Wrong Love    Chapter 192

    Lyssa POV His words stay in my head long after the room falls quiet again. “When you finally remember everything… if you still want me the same way then… Then I won’t stop you.” I don’t fully understand why those words affect me so much. Maybe it’s because nobody has ever spoken to me with that kind of patience before. Or maybe it’s because deep down, even with my missing memories, I know how rare someone like Percy is. Most men would have taken advantage of this situation. I may not remember my past, but I’m not stupid enough not to realize that. Percy could have kissed me back. He could have ignored my confusion and done whatever he wanted. I was the one who leaned in first. I was the one who kissed him. But instead, he stopped himself. For me. The realization settles warmly inside my chest while I remain in his arms. The storm continues outside the windows while soft rain taps gently against the glass. Everything suddenly feels calm again. I never thought safety could feel

  • Fifteen Years of Craving The Wrong Love    Chapter 191

    Percy POV I stare at her for a moment, honestly unsure whether to laugh or be concerned. She seriously want to do some experiments with me? Lyssa kneels in the middle of the bed with complete confidence written across her face, like she’s suddenly become some professional massage therapist overnight. The oversized shirt she’s wearing slips slightly off one shoulder, exposing smooth skin of hers. “You watched videos for five minutes,” I remind her. She lifts her chin proudly. “Fifteen minutes actually.” I almost smile. “Very advanced training.” I say. “It is,” she says seriously. “Now stop talking and lay down before your stress gets worse.” For the first time tonight, some of the heaviness inside my chest eases slightly. I finally give in and move farther onto the bed before lying on my stomach across the mattress. The soft sheets are warm beneath me while the scent from the candles fills the quiet room. A few seconds later, I feel her small hands touch my shoulders careful

  • Fifteen Years of Craving The Wrong Love    Chapter 190

    Percy POV Her expression twists with rage immediately. “You can’t do that!” I say, “Watch me.” She dares. “You still care about me!” she suddenly yells. “You’re just confused because of her!” I say nothing. She grows more aggressive by the second. “You belong to me, Percy!” She snaps. Her voice echoes loudly through the room now. “She ruined everything!” The officers immediately move closer as Claire tries standing up from her chair while glaring at me furiously to attack me by the shirt. “I swear to God, if I ever see her again—” “That’s enough,” I cut in coldly before looking toward the officer nearby. “Take her away.” The officer nods immediately and Claire struggles angrily as they grab her arms. “Percy!” she screams. “You can’t protect her forever!” I don’t react. “You hear me?! I’ll never stop!” She adds. The officers drag her toward the door while she continues shouting threats behind me. But I never look back. Not once. A few minutes later, I leave the sta

  • Fifteen Years of Craving The Wrong Love    Chapter 32

    Zeta POVDays after Lyssa’s number finally connects, she agrees to meet with me. I try pressing her on the phone about where she’s been hiding out, but she shuts me down nonchalantly, her voice distant.“That’s not your concern anymore, Zeta,” she says, and hangs up. We settled on a neutral spot,

  • Fifteen Years of Craving The Wrong Love    Chapter 31

    Zeta POVLyssa had disappeared from the company. My guards couldn’t track her car because she’d left it at some private parking lot a mile away, like she planned the whole thing.Her phone line stays unreachable. The house hasn’t seen her since she stormed out earlier today.I sit in the driver’s s

  • Fifteen Years of Craving The Wrong Love    Chapter 29

    Lyssa POVBy noon, I arrive at Zeta’s company, Vyratech, carrying two shopping bags and a lunch bag, courtesy of Percy. I had checked up on him at his cousin’s restaurant. We had a small talk, and he dropped me off at the mall and got me this.The office lobby buzzes with the usual corporate energy

  • Fifteen Years of Craving The Wrong Love    Chapter 28

    Lyssa POVI have been locked in my room for two days. Zeta has sent several messages pleading I should step out, so we can talk.“Lyssa, please,” his voice had come through the door yesterday morning, calm but strained. “We can’t fix anything if you continue like this.”“I want to be alone.” I say

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