로그인Chapter 85 I sat there on the couch, staring at Damien like I was seeing him for the first time. The words he had just said still hung in the air between us. “I’ve been a double agent for Richard.” My mind was spinning. I felt like the floor had been pulled out from under me again. First Ethan’s wedding. Then his coldness. Now this. Damien shifted uncomfortably, his hands clasped tightly in his lap. “I know how this sounds,” he said quickly, trying to explain. “But it’s not what you think. I haven’t been telling him everything. I’ve been holding back a lot. I only give him small things. Nothing that could really hurt you or Ethan. I’ve been trying to protect you both as much as I can.” I blinked, my chest tightening with anger. “That’s not a valid excuse,” I said, my voice low at first but quickly rising. “You’ve been lying to us this whole time. You’ve been sitting here listening to me cry about Ethan, pretending to care, while you were reporting back to the same man who kidn
Chapter 84 I was still sitting on the couch, staring at my cold cup of tea, when I heard the knock on the door. My heart jumped a little. I wasn’t expecting anyone. Jasmine had already gone home, and I had been alone with my thoughts for hours. I stood up slowly and walked to the door, my legs still feeling heavy from everything that had happened. When I opened it, Damien was standing there. He looked tired, like he hadn’t slept much either. His shoulders were tense, and there was a seriousness in his eyes that made me step aside without asking questions. “Come in,” I said quietly. He walked into the living room and sat down on the couch. I sat across from him, pulling my knees up to my chest. The silence between us felt awkward at first. I couldn’t stop thinking about the night at the bar — the way I had grabbed him, the kiss, the way I had moaned Ethan’s name. My face burned just remembering it. I cleared my throat, my voice coming out small. “Damien… about that night at the
Chapter 82 “The Warning” (Lila POV) I was alone in my apartment that night. The silence felt heavier than usual. After everything that had happened — the wedding, the confrontation with Ethan, the strange email — I had locked myself inside and tried to pretend I was safe. I had checked the doors twice. I had checked the windows three times. I had even pulled the curtains shut so tightly that not a single sliver of light from the street could creep in. But I still couldn’t shake the feeling that someone was watching me. I sat on the couch with my knees pulled up to my chest, staring at the dark television screen. My phone lay on the coffee table, silent. I had tried calling Ethan again earlier, but the call went straight to voicemail. Again. I didn’t leave a message. I didn’t know what to say anymore. I stood up and walked to the front door one more time. I turned the lock. Checked the deadbolt. Pressed my ear against the wood. Nothing. Just the faint sound of traffic outside. I
Chapter 81 “The Dead Twin Record” (Damien POV) I knew I shouldn’t be here. The old hospital archive room was in the basement of the original building, long abandoned after the new wing was constructed. The air was thick with dust and the faint smell of old paper. The only light came from my phone flashlight and the weak emergency bulbs flickering overhead. Every step I took echoed too loudly in the silence. I had slipped in through a service entrance I remembered from years ago. Back then, I thought digging into records would give me answers about my place in the Black family. Tonight, I was hoping it would give me proof. I moved between the tall metal shelves, my heart beating fast. I kept searching until I found the section labeled “Maternity – Confidential.” My hands were shaking as I pulled open a drawer. I scanned through the folders quickly, my flashlight beam cutting through the darkness. Then I saw it. A thick, sealed envelope with a red stamp that read: MULTIPLE PREGNA
Chapter 81 “The Dead Twin Record” (Damien POV) I knew I shouldn’t be here. The old hospital archive room was in the basement of the original building, long abandoned after the new wing was constructed. The air was thick with dust and the faint smell of old paper. The only light came from my phone flashlight and the weak emergency bulbs flickering overhead. Every step I took echoed too loudly in the silence. I had slipped in through a service entrance I remembered from years ago. Back then, I thought digging into records would give me answers about my place in the Black family. Tonight, I was hoping it would give me proof. I moved between the tall metal shelves, my heart beating fast. I kept searching until I found the section labeled “Maternity – Confidential.” My hands were shaking as I pulled open a drawer. I scanned through the folders quickly, my flashlight beam cutting through the darkness. Then I saw it. A thick, sealed envelope with a red stamp that read: MULTIPLE PREGNA
Chapter 80 “The Silent Watcher” (Ethan POV) I sat in my car across the street from Lila’s building, the engine off, the windows cracked just enough to let in the cool night air. It was past midnight. The street was quiet, but my mind was anything but. I had been here for almost an hour. My eyes stayed fixed on the light in her apartment window. It flickered once, then stayed steady. She was probably still awake. Probably still hurting. The thought made my chest feel tight, but I didn’t move. I couldn’t. I glanced down at my phone. The small tracking app I had installed on her phone weeks ago was still running silently in the background. I had done it the day after she was kidnapped. Not to control her. Not to spy. But because I knew Richard wouldn’t stop. He had already proven he could reach her. I needed to know where she was. I needed to know she was safe. Even if it meant I had to stay away. I leaned my head back against the seat and closed my eyes for a second. The memory of
Chapter 37 I had been pacing my apartment all morning, unable to sit still. My phone sat on the kitchen counter like it was mocking me. Every few minutes I would glance at it, half expecting another threatening call or a message telling me my suspension had been made permanent. When the call fina
Chapter 36 The next morning, Ethan Black arrived at Mercy General earlier than usual. He had not slept much. His mind had been filled with images of Lila’s tear-streaked face, the way she had trembled in his arms after Ryan Hayes forced his way into her apartment, and the ugly words Hayes had thro
Chapter 35 Ethan held me so tightly I could barely breathe, but I did not want him to let go. I buried my face in his chest, inhaling his familiar scent while my body continued to shake. The broken pieces of the vase were still scattered on the floor behind us. Ryan’s blood was on the edge of one
Chapter 33 I could not sleep that night. After talking to Jasmine, I lay in bed staring at the ceiling for hours. The board meeting kept playing in my head. Richard Black’s cold eyes looking me up and down like I was something unpleasant he had to deal with. Sophia’s satisfied little smile. The a







