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CHAPTER 43

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After saying goodnight to Michael, Althea closed the door behind her softly to her room, as if any sound louder than a breath might fracture what little steadiness she had left. She leaned on the door for a while.

Michael’s footsteps retreated down the hall. He never followed her into this room. He never asked. That was the unspoken rule between them. This space was hers alone and he fully respected it.

She looked around her bedroom that was dim. Lit only by the city glow filter

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    Silence filled the war room after what Althea had just said.August stared at her in confusion before finally letting out a laugh in complete disbelief. However, he stopped when Althea just only looked at him."You're serious." He commented.Althea nodded."I've never been more serious." She answered. “And you know it.”For nearly twenty minutes she explained everything to him about the dinosaurs, the symbolic thinking as well as the directional markers.She then proceeded to the estate and the ancient statues.August remained silent throughout, occasionally asking questions and moving drawings, simply staring at them and absorbing what Althea is telling him.He leaned back on his chair when Althea was finally finished telling him."My Lord." He said in disbelief as his eyes scanned the drawings and maps. "The boy inherited both of you."Althea smiled."I think he inherited Alessandro too." She added.August nodded slowly."He absolutely did." He agreed. “That boy’s mind is definitely

  • His Dead Wife: No Longer the Surrogate Bride   CHAPTER 294

    Blackstone is starting to wake up, the eastern sky glowing with the first light of dawn while the remainder of the estate still rested under the blue-gray morning mist.Normally, Althea would have returned to their bedroom after her morning routine at the medical wing and would have woken Dominic gently, placing a kiss on his forehead.She will then tell him what Nicholas had unknowingly discovered.However, she stopped halfway back to their room, resting her hand on the banister."No." She whispered to herself.Althea could feel her heart was pounding too quickly and her mind refusing to wait. Every instinct she possessed screamed at her that if she stopped now or allow even just one interruption, the fragile pattern forming inside her mind might disappear.She looked towards the hallway leading to the master bedroom.Dominic deserved to hear it first.He deserved to be the first one beside her when they finally unraveled Alessandro's greatest secret.But another voice answered insid

  • His Dead Wife: No Longer the Surrogate Bride   CHAPTER 293

    Althea slowly realized after looking back and forth at the drawings and the dinosaurs, the dinos are no longer toys anymore.They’re markers! She thought frantically. Directional markers.She immediately rearranged the drawings, placing each dinosaur beside corresponding symbols.The room disappeared as her mind entered the place Dominic jokingly called"The Pattern World."Where nothing existed except relationships.Connections.Geometry.Logic.She whispered."Not rooms..." She whispered as her breathing quickened. "They're directions."She rearranged another paper."No." She muttered as she rearranged another sheet on the floor. "They're orientation points."She looked at the Tyrannosaurus.Then the Triceratops.Then the Stegosaurus.North.South.East.West.Her eyes widened."The species..." She started but froze and let out a soft, quiet and disbelieving laugh. She shook her head. “No. No way.”Althea reached toward Nicholas' bookshelf and removed the children's dinosaur encyclo

  • His Dead Wife: No Longer the Surrogate Bride   CHAPTER 292

    The first rays of sunlight slipped through the floor-to-ceiling windows of the master bedroom, washing the room in soft amber light. Outside, a gentle morning mist clung to the gardens, making the fountains and ancient trees appear almost ethereal as dawn came quietly.For the first time in several nights, the estate itself felt still despite the problems still being there.It was because exhaustion had finally forced everyone into sleep.Almost everyone.Althea's eyes slowly opened and adjusted to the light.Years of medical training had conditioned her body to wake before sunrise regardless of how late she slept.She remained lying still for several moments, breathing and listening.The steady rhythm beside her immediately caught her attention.Dominic.Still asleep.She slowly turned her head.He rarely slept this deeply.Not anymore.The past several days had stolen what little rest he usually managed to get. His brow, usually furrowed even in sleep, was finally relaxed. His breat

  • His Dead Wife: No Longer the Surrogate Bride   CHAPTER 291

    Blackstone Estate had finally quieted down but not asleep or more like it had never truly slept anymore ever since the Axis and Matteo.Not since Alessandro's secrets had begun resurfacing one by one.The hallways are now illuminated by warm lights and the security teams quietly rotated shifts.The gardens outside glowed beneath moonlight.Everything looked peaceful but also felt deceptive because beneath Blackstone's calm exterior, every person inside was carrying something.Questions.Fear.Suspicion.And tonight, Althea carried Matteo Valtieri.She was not carrying the man himself but his patterns.Althea entered her room with Dominic quietly and the familiar scent immediately greeted her as she stepped inside.Sandalwood.Fresh linen.Dominic.Home.The room itself had always been her sanctuary.A place where she could allow herself to stop being Dr. Althea Johnson or Miracle Hands.A place where she could simply become Althea.Althea Valtieri.A mother.A woman.Dominic’s wife an

  • His Dead Wife: No Longer the Surrogate Bride   CHAPTER 290

    Thirty minutes later, Althea finally finished telling them everything that happened between her and Matteo.She was silently glad that nobody interrupted, spoke nor moved when she was talking.The entire room listened to every detail she spoke.The locker room.The encounter.His words.His smile.His offer.His confidence.His knowledge about the vault.His attempt to recruit her.When she finished, nobody said anything for almost a minute.Then Antonio stood up immediately, with a look of anger on his face."I'm going to f8cking kill him." He growled angrily.Enzo grabbed his arm."No!” He countered evenly. “You’ll only make it worse!”Antonio pointed toward Althea, his anger starting to get the better of him. “That f8cking lunatic intentionally cornered her!” He shouted furiously. “How dare he talked to her and had the balls to recruit her.”"He—.""No, Antonio." Enzo repeated hardly. “Get that f8cking temper down, man.”Antonio looked genuinely angry."Why the hell not?""Because

  • His Dead Wife: No Longer the Surrogate Bride   CHAPTER 80

    Althea acutely felt the bunker humming in restrained violence.It wasn’t in the weapons or the screens or the men standing guard. It was in the space between Dominic and Michael, where every glance carried the weight of unfinished wars.She stood near the central table, arms folded tightly against

  • His Dead Wife: No Longer the Surrogate Bride   CHAPTER 79

    The SUV did not slow until the city had changed.Glass towers gave way to narrower streets, then to industrial sprawl. Rows of warehouses, shuttered storefronts, concrete that smelled of oil and rain came into view.Sirens echoed somewhere far behind them, but none followed. That so

  • His Dead Wife: No Longer the Surrogate Bride   CHAPTER 78

    The hospital was not supposed to feel like a battlefield.Althea stood scrubbed and gloved beneath surgical lights, hands steady, voice calm as she issued instructions. Around her, the operating room moved with precision. The monitors are humming, instruments passed without error, a choreo

  • His Dead Wife: No Longer the Surrogate Bride   CHAPTER 77

    Dominic had learned when he’s still young to immediately recognize when silence stopped being neutral. He was taught that it will never come in an announcement and will never be loud.It came as a shift with too many doors opening easily, too many messages arriving late, too many people suddenly car

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