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Chapter 81: Unraveling Secrets
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Game Of Chess With My Ex-Husband's Uncle Chapter 85 : Through The Glass
~ Vivienne's POV The elevator doors slid open on the fourth floor with a quiet chime, and the sound of it felt almost too gentle for the way my heart was hammering against my ribs. I walked out into the corridor, and the smell of the hospital wrapped around me immediately, that particular mixture of antiseptic and recycled air that I had never quite gotten used to despite years of working in places exactly like this. My heels clicked against the linoleum as I moved, and I told myself to slow down, to breathe, to stop behaving like someone who had just run a marathon when in truth I had only crossed a parking lot.I had left Richard and James on the third floor. Marco was gone. That chapter of the evening, at least, had closed itself with more finality than I had expected, and somewhere beneath the residual shock of it, there was a quiet gratitude I didn't know how to hold yet. But it was a distant feeling right now. Everything was distant except for the single, consuming thought pull
Game Of Chess With My Ex-Husband's Uncle Chapter 84: Unexpected Allies
~ Vivienne's POVThe chaos of movement swirled around me as medical staff appeared seemingly out of nowhere, responding to Eric's calls with efficient urgency. Lorenzo was giving instructions, his voice firm and commanding as he coordinated with Dr. Morrison who had arrived within minutes. Dante was being prepared to be moved to a different ward, one better equipped for the pre-transplant procedures that would need to begin immediately.I watched it all from my chair, feeling strangely disconnected from the scene unfolding before me. Nurses bustled around Dante's bed, checking his IV lines and monitors with practiced hands. One of them, a middle-aged woman with kind eyes and graying hair pulled back in a neat bun, gently adjusted the thin white blanket covering my son, tucking it around his small frame with maternal care.Lorenzo stood beside the bed, his tall frame somehow not seeming out of place among the medical equipment and scrub-clad staff. He had removed his charcoal suit jack
Game Of Chess With My Ex-Husband's Uncle Chapter 83: Declarations and Revelations
~ Vivienne's POVThe tension in the room was thick enough to choke on. Marco stood there, chest heaving with righteous fury, his finger still pointed accusingly at Lorenzo. The Chairman and his butler remained near the doorway, observing the scene with expressions that ranged from confused to calculating.But it was Lorenzo's reaction that caught my attention. His entire body had gone rigid, his jaw clenching so hard I could see the muscle tick beneath his skin. The tender expression he had worn while looking at Dante vanished, replaced by something cold and dangerous."I suggest you lower your voice," Lorenzo said, his tone deadly calm. Each word was clipped and precise, carrying a threat that made the air feel heavier. "There's a sick child in this room who needs rest."Marco either didn't notice or didn't care about the warning in Lorenzo's voice. He took another step forward, his movements aggressive and territorial. "Don't tell me what to do in front of my son! You have no right
Game Of Chess With My Ex-Husband's Uncle Chapter 82: Collision of Worlds
~ Vivienne's POVThe shock that coursed through my body was so intense it felt physical, like ice water had been dumped over my head. Lorenzo was here. Actually here, standing in Dante's hospital room, his presence filling the space in a way that made it hard to breathe.He had heard the rumors. That realization hit me like a sledgehammer to the chest. Somehow, despite all my precautions, despite all the walls I had built around this secret, the whispers had reached him. And unlike other people who might have dismissed gossip or simply been curious, Lorenzo had come himself. Had driven to this hospital, demanded to know where my son was, and walked into this room with the kind of determination that suggested wild horses couldn't have stopped him.My heart hammered against my ribcage so hard I was sure he could hear it. The fluorescent lights overhead seemed too bright suddenly, highlighting every detail of this nightmare scenario with cruel clarity. Lorenzo's expensive suit, probably
Game Of Chess With My Ex-Husband's Uncle Chapter 81: Unraveling Secrets
~ Vivienne's POVThe sterile white walls of the hospital room seemed to close in on me as I sat beside Dante's bed, my hand wrapped around his small, cool fingers. The steady beep of the heart monitor provided a rhythmic soundtrack to my nightmare, each beep a reminder that my son was still alive, still fighting, but also still sick.So desperately sick.The fluorescent lights overhead cast a harsh, unforgiving glow that made everything look washed out and surreal. Dante's face on the white pillow was too pale, his lips slightly parted as he slept fitfully under the influence of the pain medication they had given him. Dark lashes that were so like mine rested against cheeks that had lost the healthy flush of childhood in just a matter of hours.How could everything have changed so quickly?Dr. Morrison's words from earlier still echoed in my mind, each syllable a fresh wound. Leukemia. Advanced. Bone marrow transplant. Rare blood type.After he had delivered that devastating diagnosis
Game Of Chess With My Ex-Husband's Uncle Chapter 80: Recognition
~ Lorenzo's POVThe walk from the parking lot to the hospital entrance felt both endless and too short at the same time. My mind was racing, thoughts tumbling over each other in a chaotic mess that I couldn't quite organize into coherent sense.A seven-year-old boy. Vivienne's son. A child who looked like a Blackwell.The timeline played over and over in my head. Seven years ago, Vivienne would have been married to Marco. But marriages ended for reasons, and from the contempt in her voice when she had mentioned him, theirs had clearly ended badly. What if it had ended before the child was born? What if Marco wasn't actually the father despite his claims?But if not Marco, then who?The question haunted me with every step I took toward those automatic doors. I thought about Vivienne's reaction to me that first night, the way she had seemed almost stunned when she saw me. I had attributed it to attraction, to the undeniable chemistry between us. But what if it had been something else? W
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