เข้าสู่ระบบThe muffled click of the camera in the quiet hospital corridor signaled the end of the surveillance. The mysterious figure behind the pillar smiled in satisfaction, casually scanning a few shots on the camera’s digital screen that captured every angle of the intimacy and emotional turmoil between Lucas and Aria. Without wasting a single second, the person slipped away carrying a mountain of malicious intent after securing every photo desired. Swift footsteps merged into the shadows of the hallway, leaving behind a ticking threat ready to explode at any moment. Meanwhile, inside the VIP care unit, the charged tension that had consumed the room gradually faded, replaced by a quiet calm. Mindful of their promise and Eleanor’s critical state, Lucas and Aria dedicated themselves entirely to caring for her. Personal arguments and impulsive urges were pushed far aside to ensure the old woman received proper care and a stable emotional environment. Days passed in a steady rhythm. Aria's fa
The raspy confession sliding from Lucas's lips landed like a thunderclap through the silence of the night. The word *love*, which Aria had once longed to hear, was now uttered trapped against the wall of a hospital room, wrapped in searing regret and an intense dominance that strained her sanity. "Lucas... what are you saying?" Aria whispered in a trembling voice, unable to process what she had just heard. Before she could absorb the raw reality of his words, Lucas shook his head slowly, his eyes darkening with a deep, suppressed hunger. "I'm not lying, Aria. I mean it with all my heart." Before Aria could voice another rejection or curse, Lucas's firm lips crashed onto hers again. The kiss was no longer born of hesitation, but was a relentless continuation of long-repressed passion and an overwhelming terror of losing her. "Mmph!" Aria gasped, her eyes widening in shock as his slick tongue surged forward, claiming the sweetness he had missed so desperately. Lucas devoured her u
"Mother... I..." The words hung frozen in the cold air of the hospital room, forming an oppressive, suffocating silence. Aria felt as though an invisible stone was lodged in her throat. Eleanor's request, uttered in a raspy, helpless tone, landed like a heavy blow directly onto her shoulders, threatening to shatter every boundary and logical defense she had carefully constructed. How could she possibly offer the answer the old woman longed to hear? Agreeing to the request meant stepping right back into the golden cage that had once imprisoned her life. Yet delivering a blunt rejection to a woman currently fighting for her life felt far too cruel for her conscience to bear. On the other side of the bed, Lucas could no longer conceal the surge of hope illuminating his sharp eyes. A flicker of expectation lit up his gaze as he locked his eyes on Aria's pale face. His heart soared; he envisioned a resolution where Aria, cornered by her affection for his mother, would finally accept hi
The vengeful whisper vibrating behind the glass door of the VIP room faded into the cold silence of the hospital corridor. Chloe turned abruptly, her high heels clicking loudly against the marble floor as she walked away with wide strides fueled by a burning rage. Her chest heaved, struggling to contain the surge of jealousy and desperation boiling in her blood as the image of Lucas and Aria's intimacy kept replaying mercilessly in her mind. Every breathless gasp, possessive touch, and hungry look Lucas directed at his ex-wife felt like a brutal slap, shattering every last piece of Chloe's pride. The sweet plan she had built on a foundation of carefully crafted lies was now at risk of crumbling into pieces within seconds. "I will never let you win, Aria! Never!" Chloe whispered to the empty air, her fingers gripping the strap of her designer handbag so tightly that the leather twisted under her force. She quickened her pace, leaving the intensive care wing with a mountain of malic
The toxic whisper rasped directly against her earlobe, instantly freezing every nerve in Aria's body. The warm breath fanning across the curve of her neck brought no intoxicating thrill, only a wild surge of rage that exploded inside her chest. The manipulative words he had just uttered acted like a bucket of ice water, completely snuffing out the lingering, false spark of passion that had paralyzed her mind moments ago. Gathering every remaining shred of strength, hatred, and composure, Aria slammed both palms against Lucas's broad chest. She pushed his sturdy frame with all her might until his possessive embrace slowly loosened. "You're insane, Lucas!" Aria hissed, her voice trembling as she fought to suppress her burning anger. Her eyes speared straight into his sharp gaze, ignoring how her chest heaved as she struggled to catch her breath. "Insane! How could you think of something so despicable right in front of your critically ill mother?" she continued in an emphatic whisper
"You don't need to ask me back to that house, because very soon, you will have a daughter-in-law..." The hope-shattering words reverberated through the quiet care unit, leaving behind a terrifying, paralyzing silence. Lucas's eyes widened, the sharp pupils laced with red veins as a sudden panic erupted in his chest. His heart beat wildly, hammering against his ribs as if trying to break free. The absolute worst scenario seized his mind. He assumed Aria was about to expose Chloe's vile plan or, even more horrifying, announce that Lucas would marry Chloe to satisfy his misplaced sense of obligation. Deep within his heart, however, Lucas had never harbored the slightest intention of marrying Chloe. To him, marriage was a sacred bond reserved solely for the one woman standing before him now. The fear of losing Aria permanently shattered every ounce of his pride within seconds. "Aria, shut your mouth!" Lucas cut in, his low voice trembling violently. Without giving Aria a single momen







