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Pain, Tears, and Regret.
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2025-05-26 14:33:53
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Sin For me, Daddy. A Trap Made For Her.
Chapter 190.Rosealba had settled in.The room was still exactly how she had left it the night she ran.The same white curtains.The same chipped vanity table that once held every dream she wrote in a notebook.The same scent of cold wood and lavender that clung to the air like a ghost.It was eerie, how untouched everything was. Like time had frozen, like the room itself had been waiting for her—holding its breath in her absence.She sat on the edge of the bed, unmoving. Her eyes scanned the room in silence, taking in every corner like it could somehow explain why everything inside her felt so ruined.But it couldn’t.Nothing could.And when her eyes landed on the spot near the window—where she had once stood with trembling hands, backpack strapped on, and courage barely intact—it all poured back in like rain.The memory didn’t knock. It kicked open the door.The memory of her mother’s voice that night still echoed loud.“Be a good girl.”But she had refused. Refused to be a good gir
Sin For me, Daddy. She Left.
Chapter 189. Drystan stood still.Everything in him froze.The only thing that moved was his heart—shattering loudly against his chest like a glass thrown against a stone.“She left for Poland.”The words weren’t just words anymore.They were knives, echoing inside his skull, slicing deep. Over and over again.His eyes didn’t blink. His chest barely moved. And then—He turned to face her.Emilia.She stood there, trembling like a leaf caught in the middle of a storm. Her fingers twisted together, her eyes wide with fear and guilt.Drystan’s fingers slowly curled into a fist. His breathing turned shallow.His jaw locked, lips trembling under the weight of the truth.Anger began to burn. Slow at first. Then wild.His entire body tensed.“I trusted you,” he said, voice low… dangerous. It came from deep inside his chest, soaked in disappointment and betrayal.Emilia flinched. Her lips quivered. “I… I’m sorry…”Drystan scoffed. A cold, bitter sound. It slipped past his throat like venom.
Sin For me, Daddy. Love Indeed Doesn’t Exist.
Chapter 188.Rosealba’s head pressed against the window of the jet. Her heart slammed against her ribcage, tears prickling the back of her eyes.The glass felt cold against her skin, but it didn’t numb the ache inside her. Her chest felt tight, like something was stuck there. Like she couldn’t breathe properly. Every beat of her heart made the pain sharper.She had not been able to get passed everything that she had heard yesterday.The words were still loud in her head. They wouldn’t stop. They kept coming back, again and again, like they were stuck to her. She tried to forget, but her mind wouldn’t let her. The hurt stayed.Her lips quivered. She didn’t know if this was the right decision, but boarding the nearest jet was the only thing that came to her mind. And for once, she had never been this grateful to Drystan for buying her an airline.She had ran straight to the airline, after breaking down in Emilia’s arms, she had driven to the airline, pick a jet, and yeah. Here she was…
Sin For me, Daddy. Where Is Rosealba?
Chapter 187.There was something about today that didn’t feel well.Drystan sat at the front of the car, face buried against his steering wheel.The conversation from yesterday had affected his entire mood. The way he felt, thought, and slept.Drystan let out an exhale, heart racing against his chest.He needed his woman. He needed her small arms to wrap around his body while he buried his face against her neck.It was 6 a.m. already and Drystan could not be any more impatient.The bed had been so empty last night, every moment without her felt like a death sentence and he had tossed all over the bed, unable to bring himself to sleep.Seconds slipped and he watched his phone, unable to place a call through to her for the fear that she would get worried and distracted from work.Rubbing his hands against his eyes, he turned on the engine and zoomed out of the compound with three more cars zooming behind him.The morning air rushed past his window, but it couldn’t cool the heat crawling
Sin For me, Daddy. Pain, Tears, and Regret.
Chapter 186. The room fell silent, the weight of Drystan’s words hanging thick like smoke in the stale air. His uncle’s eyes darkened, pupils shrinking into hard pinpoints as his lips parted slowly. His brows knit tightly in a web of anger and confusion as if he were swallowing fire.“Abdicate?” The word seemed to claw its way out from deep inside him, venomous and raw. It echoed through the quiet room, striking sharp against the walls.His brows pulled together again, each creases a testament to the storm raging inside. “Merikh! Are you mad? Have you suddenly gone nut!”The words landed heavy, like stones thrown into a still pond, disrupting the calm with their brutal force.“You are going to have to choose your words wisely!” Drystan said to his uncle—voice grew low, each syllable dripping with a warning.“Wisely?” His uncle's voice cut through the tension, sharp and fierce. “Your dumb self is going to abdicate for a woman and you want me to pick my words wisely?” “She is not just
Sin For me, Daddy. Fake Accident.
Chapter 185.It’s been three hours since Drystan arrived at Royal Crest Hospital. And for these three hours, his heart had been thumping hard against his chest.The silence of the hallway only made it worse. The walls were pale, cold, clinical—mocking. Every ticking second crawled by, digging deeper into the restlessness in his chest. His jaw had clenched so tightly, it ached now.He barely knew what it was he was feeling. Anger, rage, fear?Fear? No! He had never been scared of losing anyone. Just his woman. Just Rosealba.She was different. Different from every other person in this multiple-personality life to his.His thoughts kept dragging him back to her. Rosealba, her warmth, her voice—the only calm in his storm. His only break from the chaos that had always followed him like a shadow. And now, in the dead of this sterile hospital air, she was the one keeping him from snapping. The memory of her face held his fists from breaking something.His fingers moved against his forehead,
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