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Chapter 107: Your Son Needs Your Blood
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The Billionaire's Secret Bride Chapter 157: Reunited
The hospital hallway smelled faintly of antiseptic and the lingering warmth of early morning. Sunlight slanted through the blinds, cutting soft lines across the floor. Mia gripped the car seat tightly, her breath shallow as she pushed the door open, and Aria’s small, pale frame was carried inside.Evan, who had been dozing in the corner of the ward, stirred first. His eyes caught the figure at the doorway immediately. “Mommy!” he shouted, his tiny legs carrying him faster than thought, arms outstretched.Aria froze for a heartbeat, disbelief flickering in her eyes, before she knelt slightly, reaching toward him. “Evan,” she breathed, voice trembling, rough and raw from days of silence and fear.The boy collided with her chest, arms wrapping around her, squeezing as if he could push the world away with his hug. Lily, hearing the commotion, scrambled off the couch, her hair in messy little strands around her face. “Mommy!” she yelled, barreling toward Aria.Aria’s hands flew to catch he
The Billionaire's Secret Bride Chapter 156: I Have Something To Say
The hall was bright, soft sunlight spilling through the tall windows, catching on crystal chandeliers and gold-trimmed chairs. Fresh flowers lined the aisle, a gentle scent of roses and lilies weaving through the air.Guests whispered excitedly, some adjusting cameras, others leaning forward to watch the start of the ceremony. Musicians played softly, the strings blending with the faint clink of glasses from the back.Evelyn’s hand was clasped firmly in her father’s, Mr. Steele, as they stepped toward the aisle. Her heart raced, a flutter she couldn’t contain, and her eyes occasionally flicked to Liam. He stood at the front, every muscle tense, his hands clasped tightly in front of him.Liam’s throat tightened as she moved closer. She looked breathtaking—white lace cascading over her frame, her hair swept elegantly to one side. Tears shimmered in his eyes.“Daddy, don’t trip,” Evelyn whispered under her breath, though she kept a poised smile.“I won’t,” Mr. Steele replied with a small
The Billionaire's Secret Bride Chapter 155
Light seeped in first. Pale. Hospital-white. Too clean. Too sharp.Then sound.A chair scraping softly. Someone is inhaling too quickly. A breath held like a prayer.“Mia?” Aria’s voice came out rough, barely there. A whisper that hurt her throat.Mia was on her feet instantly.“Oh—God. Aria.” Her chair tipped back slightly as she stood. She leaned over the bed, careful, hands hovering like she didn’t know where she was allowed to touch. “You’re awake. You’re really awake.”Aria blinked again. Slower this time. Her gaze drifted, unfocused, then found Mia’s face.“You’re crying,” she murmured.Mia let out a shaky laugh and wiped at her cheeks with the back of her hand. “Am I? Sorry. I—” She shook her head. “I’m just… happy. So happy.”Aria tried to swallow. Winced.“Water?” Mia asked quickly.Aria nodded faintly.Mia lifted the cup, guiding the straw to her lips. Aria took a small sip, then another, breathing carefully like each movement required permission.Silence settled between the
The Billionaire's Secret Bride Chapter 154: See You at The Altar
Evelyn was still standing in front of Liam, waiting for an answer.Mrs Steele, and the redt had gone outside, leaving the two to themselves. The hallway outside the bridal suite buzzed with muffled laughter, the clinking of glasses, the distant swell of violins warming up for the ceremony. It all sounded unreal. Like it belonged to someone else’s life. Standing here in a dress that suddenly felt too tight across her ribs.Liam loosened his tie with one finger, then dragged a hand through his hair, disarranging the careful styling his best man had spent twenty minutes fixing. His gaze kept sliding past her shoulder, toward the window, toward anything that wasn’t her eyes.“I’m sorry,” he said finally, his voice low, rough around the edges. “I had to meet with a client. It was… very crucial.”Evelyn blinked slowly. Once. Twice. The words settled in her chest like gravel.“On your wedding day?” she asked, her voice dangerously quiet.Liam inhaled sharply. “It’s very important.”She let
The Billionaire's Secret Bride Chapter 153: St. Peter's Hospital
Mia’s head had fallen sideways against the back of the hospital chair, her body curled toward Allen’s bed like she was still guarding him even in sleep.The room smelled faintly of antiseptic and something metallic, something that clung to the throat. The machines hummed steadily, their rhythm almost hypnotic. Allen lay still, his chest rising slowly beneath the thin blanket, his lashes resting softly against his cheeks. The bruises along his arm were fading. His skin had color again. Barely, but enough to make hope feel real.Across the room, Evan and Lily were curled together on the narrow couch, limbs tangled, blankets half sliding off them. Evan’s hand rested protectively over Lily’s shoulder, even in sleep.Mia shifted slightly, her neck aching, her mind floating somewhere between exhaustion and worry.Her phone rang.The sharp vibration against the small side table jerked her awake instantly.Her heart slammed against her ribs before her mind fully caught up.She blinked, disori
The Billionaire's Secret Bride Chapter 153: Where Have You Been?
The bridal suite felt smaller than it had two hours ago.Like the walls had leaned in. Like the air had thickened with perfume, anxiety, and the constant hum of unanswered phone calls.Evelyn stood near the vanity, her reflection staring back at her—perfect curls pinned into place, makeup untouched, gown hanging nearby like a silent witness waiting to be worn. Her fingers trembled slightly as she pressed Liam’s contact again.Call failed.She swallowed hard.“It’s still not going through,” she whispered, though everyone in the room already knew.Mrs. Voss stood by the window, her posture rigid, phone pressed tightly to her ear. She ended the call with a sharp tap and lowered it slowly, her lips pressed into a thin, controlled line.“I tried his office again,” she said. “No answer.”Mrs. Steele sat on the armchair, fingers clasped tightly together in her lap, her usual composure beginning to fracture at the edges. “What about his driver?”“Not reachable,” Mrs. Voss replied.Sophie pace
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