All Chapters of LOVE AFTER BROKEN (English Version): Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

Katleah woke up in an unfamiliar room. "Where am I?" she asked herself. She had just started to get to her feet when she found herself back on the bed. Both her hands and feet were tied, and a thick cloth covered her mouth. Tears welled up in her eyes. Will she die without even getting justice for the death of her parents? Will the same thing happen to her? "Dad, mom, help me please..." She prayed when a masked man with a gun barged in."Put on your clothes and get out of here." the man said as he removed the rope and gag from her mouth."Put it on?" As she stared at her naked body, she felt a wave of horror wash over her."You shameless people, what did you do to me? You are an animal!" she shouted as soon as the man removed the gag from her mouth."Shut up!" Simultaneously, he aimed a gun at her head and said, "If you want to live, just shut up and follow my orders!"Even so, she remained immobile, stunned as she was. The masked man still had her transfixed. She froze in fear as he

Katleah leaves the hospital after a few days of recovery. Axel had privately talked to her before leaving, and she discovered they were cousins on her mother's side. They kept their relationship a secret from Marco to avoid making it more difficult. Their lives are in danger, so they must be vigilant right now.Marco promptly carried her into their room upon their arrival at the Mansion. "Baby put me down.''He just kissed her while his seductive eyes stared at her."What are you trying to say with those looks?" Her words betrayed the nervousness and excitement in her heart."I need to make up for the days I didn't get enough rest, babe." His sexy response took her aback."Huh? You should get some sleep as soon as possible. ""That's why, sweetie, only you can give me strength," he said tenderly, making her hair stand on end. She panicked when she felt her back against the soft bed. "You're flirting," she told Marco, making him laugh."It's always been this way with me and you." He s

“Why, Katleah?” he growled. “I gave you everything! My heart, my trust! I loved you more than anyone, and this is what you do to me?”Before she could respond, his hands were on her throat. She gasped and struggled, her fingers clawing at his arms, trying to breathe. Her legs kicked weakly against the sheets. It was only when her face began turning purple that he let go, as if just barely regaining control.Katleah coughed violently, struggling to suck air back into her lungs. Her throat burned, raw from the pressure.Marco flung a handful of photos in her face. They scattered over the bed like leaves in a storm.“There!” he spat. “Look at what you did. Explain that! Was I not enough for you? Was my love, my body, my soul not enough? Do you know how close I am to killing you right now? But no—death would be too easy for what you did.”Tears blurred Katleah’s vision as she stared at the photographs, naked images of her in compromising positions she didn’t remember posing for. Her mind r

Hours Later…Marco jolted awake in a quiet, private room. His body ached, his head throbbed, but one thought snapped through his foggy mind like lightning.Katleah,He sat up, breathless. “What time is it? Why did I fall asleep?” Panic surged through him.He leapt from the bed and flung the door open, storming out to find her. His heart raced as he pushed through corridors until he found Axel seated behind his desk in his office, calmly sipping coffee as if nothing had happened.Marco’s fists clenched.“Axel! Where is Katleah? I need to see her. Right now!”Axel didn’t flinch.“She’s in the morgue,” he replied plainly, like it was just another routine case.Marco’s voice dropped to a guttural growl. “I told you she’s alive. Why did you take her there?!”Axel stood and faced him squarely, his tone steady but heavy with finality.“I’m a doctor, Marco,” he said firmly. “And I’m telling you this as a friend, not just a professional. You have to accept it. Katleah is gone. Nothing can bring

WEEKS PASSED, and still, Marco never left his room. Everyone in the mansion began to worry. Even Nanay Martha was puzzled—he hadn’t come down for meals or gone to his office, not even once. Her concern turned into fear.Unable to hold it in anymore, she took the spare key and quietly opened the door to Marco’s room.She gasped.The room was spotless. Immaculate. As if it hadn’t been used in a very long time.“Where could he have gone…?” she whispered, her voice full of concern.Months turned into years, and the entire country buzzed with whispers and rumors. The once-feared and ruthless Marco Dela Vega had disappeared—without a trace.Some said he locked himself in his room, refusing to eat or speak to anyone. Others believed he had taken his own life, unable to bear the loss of his wife and child.His sudden vanishing became one of the greatest mysteries of the time. Not even his closest friends knew where he was. Desperate, they hired the best investigators money could buy. But it w