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Chapter 28: Return After Violence
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2026-05-22 19:33:10
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He Never Claimed Me Chapter 45: Breaking Point
Isabella returned to the dining room, her expression calm and composed. If Lydia noticed anything unusual, she didn’t mention it. Instead, she smiled and motioned for Isabella to sit. “There you are,” she said warmly. “I was beginning to think Noah had kidnapped you.” A soft laugh escaped her. Isabella didn’t join in. The atmosphere around the table had changed. Lydia felt it immediately. The staff moved quietly between them, serving the next course while pretending not to notice the tension hanging over the room. Noah returned a moment later and took his seat without a word. He didn’t look at Isabella. He didn’t look at his mother. He simply reached for his wine and stared into the glass. Lydia’s smile faltered. “Now,” she said brightly, determined to pull the evening back together, “where were we?” The conversation continued. Or at least Lydia tried to make it continue. She talked about the gala, donor lists, foundation events, and social obligations. Noah an
He Never Claimed Me Chapter 44: The Lethal Vibration
The silence that followed Isabella’s words felt heavy enough to choke the room. Lydia, still oblivious to the tension building between them, took a delicate bite of her salad. “Transparency,” she said lightly. “It’s a noble goal, isn’t it, Noah? You always were the most honest of your siblings.” Noah didn’t look at his mother. His gaze stayed fixed on Isabella, dark and unreadable. For a moment, neither of them looked away. Then Noah leaned back slowly, the leather of his chair creaking in the silence. He picked up his fork but made no move to eat. “Isabella’s been spending a lot of time with paperwork lately,” he said casually. “She’s developed a sudden interest in things that don’t concern her.” “That’s dedication,” Lydia said warmly, smiling at Isabella. “It’s exactly what I hoped for. Someone willing to keep the company in order.” Noah’s jaw tightened slightly. “Is that what you call it, Mother?” he asked calmly. “Keeping things in order?” Then he looked back a
He Never Claimed Me Chapter 43: The Transparency Game
Thursday morning arrived with a strange heaviness. Isabella woke before her alarm, the room still grey with morning light, For a long moment, she stayed where she was, staring at the ceiling in silence. The fear had faded. In its place was something colder. Clearer. She knew what tonight would cost. By midday, the silence in the house felt heavier as the day went on. Isabella stayed in her office for most of the afternoon, answering emails and taking calls as if it were any other day. To everyone else, she was still composed. Reliable. Untouched by pressure. But underneath it, she was waiting. Her phone buzzed at two o’clock. A message from Noah. Ready? She didn’t reply. Instead, she locked her phone and turned it facedown on the desk. The rest of the afternoon passed with quiet preparation. Isabella went over every detail in her head, already knowing how the night would unfold. Lydia would be warm and charming. The conversation would stay polite. And Noah would sit across fro
He Never Claimed Me Chapter 42: No Longer a Guest
The Volkov estate was quiet in the way only controlled spaces ever were. Everything in its place. Nothing out of line. Isabella didn’t hesitate as she stepped inside. She handed her coat to the maid without a word, then walked into the living room where the light fell sharply through the tall windows. “Isabella,” Lydia said, looking up from the sofa. “You made it.” “Of course,” Isabella replied smoothly as she set the gift box on the table. “I thought I’d come by for a visit. My mother sends her regards.” They sat, and the maid placed a tray of tea between them. Lydia reached for her cup, her gaze settling on Isabella with quiet precision. “How are you, Isabella? Really. You look a bit tired.” Isabella felt the slight sting of it but didn’t let it show. “I’m well, thank you. Just busy with the charity gala preparations. It’s more demanding than I expected.” “I imagine it is,” Lydia said, leaning back. “Your mother mentioned you’ve taken over most of the arrangements.” Th
He Never Claimed Me Chapter 41 :The Way We Are
Marcus unlocked the door, and they walked straight into the thick smell of roasted chicken and garlic. “About time,” their mother called from the kitchen. “Maya, tell them to sit down before everything gets cold.” Maya was leaning against the hallway wall with a dish towel over her shoulder. She took one look at them and grinned. “They’re here, Ma. And Leo looks like he’s about to break.” “Marcus drives like an old lady,” Leo muttered, kicking his sneakers into the corner. “And Ava wouldn’t shut up the whole way home.” “Because you were acting weird,” Ava said, hanging up her jacket and giving the back of his neck a quick swat. “Your face was bright red.” “Marcus texted me,” Maya added, stepping aside so Marcus could get into the kitchen. “Said Leo wouldn’t leave the new girl alone at the desk.” “Marcus, you snake!” Leo snapped. Marcus didn’t turn around as he grabbed the plates. “I just said the shop was busy.” “Sure you did,” Maya laughed, shoving Leo’s shoulder when he trie
He Never Claimed Me Chapter 40: Sweet Lilies
The late afternoon sun cut through the open doorway of the salon, casting long streaks of gold across the polished floor. The rush had slowed, leaving behind the quieter rhythm of dryers humming low and the occasional murmur of conversation. Chloe stood behind the counter, carefully counting out change for a client, her brows slightly furrowed in concentration. She double-checked the receipt before handing it over with a small, polite smile. “Thank you,” she said softly. The client nodded and stepped out, the bell above the door chiming as it shut. Chloe exhaled, her shoulders dropping slightly before she reached for a cloth and began wiping down the counter again, even though it was already clean. “You’re going to polish that counter into another dimension,” Tessa called from the back, not looking up from her client. Chloe laughed nervously. “Just trying to stay busy.” “You are busy,” Tessa replied. “Relax a little.” Ava glanced up from her station, watching the exchange
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