Caught Between Two Lovers のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 171 - チャプター 180

Keyara lowered her face and gazed in Grey's direction, a sigh escaping her lips."What do you expect me to say?" Keyara murmured desperately."Catty... you have too many secrets!" demanded Grey."You keep secrets from me too..." Keyara retorted, "I didn't know that you knew Ares!"Grey sighed, "You could say we're arch-enemies. There's a feud between us that seems to never be extinguished..."Hearing that, Keyara covered her mouth, then stepped back, her eyes widening, "If that's the case, we can't be together..." Keyara said with a somber look."Why? Is it because you're engaged to Ares or have a child with him?"Keyara squinted at Grey's words, "A child? With Ares?""Yes, the child with white hair. That's your child with Ares, right? Honestly, I feel foolish. When we slept together, I thought it was because you had feelings for me, but you already have a child with your fiancé!" Grey exclaimed, feeling annoyed as he br

Grey raised his hands in a gesture of helplessness due to the gun pointed at him. However, he couldn't resist asking something that had been on his mind for a long time."Why did you get engaged to a woman who looks like my wife? Don't you hate my wife?" Grey asked, even with the gun threatening him.Ares smiled. Grey's words were heard by Keyara, who squinted her eyes, not understanding their conversation."Why do you misunderstand like that, Grey? I'm engaged to her not because she looks like your wife but because she's my first love," Ares revealed truthfully. Keyara was indeed his first love."First love? Do you even have anything like that?" Grey appeared sarcastic.Regardless, Grey knew Ares, who lived like a machine, and his heart was never genuinely bound to any woman. Ares had been in several relationships but only lasted for a few weeks. For Ares, women were merely objects of desire, not vessels for sharing love."At least I only l

Grey assumed that Ares would laugh louder when he mentioned that he and Keyara were arranged to be married when they were kids. However, Ares' reaction was different. The man's mouth was silenced from laughter, and instead, his eyes sparkled with keen interest."You never told me about the arranged marriage. Weren't we best friends back then?" asked Ares, sounding disappointed."I just found out too. I used to think my parents were joking, but they were serious. If it wasn't for Keyara, maybe I would have outright refused. But because it's her, I believe in destiny and soulmates. I had a guilty conscience from our childhood when I made her lose her two front teeth. She didn't have teeth until she was nine years old," Grey explained.Ares' eyes widened in surprise. He was taken aback by the revelation Grey shared. He wanted to interrupt Grey's story and ask something that crossed his mind, but he held back, realizing that he was prying information from Grey instead of Grey voluntarily

Ares then gently stroked Keyara's hair. He tried to remain calm despite his mind being in turmoil due to Keyara's words.Keyara felt her hands trembling as she gripped Ares' shirt. Flashes of pain in her back and stomach felt natural, as if her body was about to shatter."You're wrong, Yara," Ares said softly.Keyara lifted her head, her eyes meeting Ares'. He looked at her tenderly, much like his gentle touch on her hair."Wrong? I'm wrong?" she asked."Well, you could say that your memories got mixed up because of Grey's presence," Ares continued.Keyara released her grip, now maintaining some distance from Ares, her eyes demanding an explanation for his words."I did say that Lion is our child. You must have noticed the resemblance between Lion and me, remember in Spain?" he asked.Keyara furrowed her brows for a moment before nodding."Now, think about it. You gave birth to Lion, and Lion is my child. So, who should

Doctor David gazed at the towering and magnificent WallArt building. He never expected that the man he had briefly encountered at the courthouse was connected to a thriving business empire.Carrying his bag close to his chest, embracing it as if it were a precious child, Doctor David approached the reception desk on the ground floor. The man stood before the desk, and a beautiful woman warmly greeted him."Can we assist you, sir?" the woman asked, met with a confident nod from David."I would like to meet Mr. Grey Reed," Doctor David assuredly stated."Do you have a prior appointment?" the lovely woman inquired, a question she posed to everyone who entered her desk and intended to meet Grey."No, but I have an important matter to discuss with Mr. Grey," David explained.The woman smiled; many people always wanted to meet Mr. Grey. They all had their own strategies, thinking they could bypass the receptionist. But it was more complicated. The initial procedure required making an appoin