All Chapters of A Second Chance at Romance: Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

"She's a damn flirt with many lovers." Regina gritted her teeth. "Hannah probably slept with a lot of men, so I wonder how many diseases she has now! Nigel is too innocent, so he was seduced by her.""Nigel is kind and naïve. It's normal that he hadn't met this kind of woman before," Catherine said.She bit her lip, then forced herself to speak. "I don't blame him. Mrs. Moore, Lila, don't be angry with him. He must be devastated now."Catherine's face was pale, and tears were brimming in his eyes. Yet, she was still trying to comfort them. 　It made her look delicate but determined. Lila felt bad for her. "Cath, you're too nice! Nigel must be blind, so he couldn't see how good you are.""He deserves to be sad." Regina was also angry. "Hannah is really vile. Nigel should learn from this so that no other woman can seduce him again.""Nigel isn't wrong for treating the relationship seriously. He must be upset. Mrs. Moore, Lila, please don't disturb him now." Catherine lowered her

"Dream on!" The muscular man chuckled loudly. "Start driving. Stevenson is waiting for us!"The van's doors closed, and the vehicle started moving. It quickly disappeared. …When Hannah awoke, it was already 3:00 pm.　 Meanwhile, the room she was trapped in was very dark. She could faintly hear deafening music outside. At the entrance, she heard someone lowering their voice and laughing. When Hannah straightened up, she realized her hands were tied behind her. Once her eyes became accustomed to the darkness, she sat in her previous position. Then, she kicked a glass table in front of the sofa. 　　The beer bottles on it dropped onto the floor. There was the clear sound of them cracking. "Fuck!"The person guarding her room cursed and pushed the door open. 　Light streamed in from outside. Quickly, the lights were switched on. This was a room in Aurora Luxe Nightclub. The lights were soft, but Hannah could still see what was in front of her. 　　Hannah didn't seem to pani

Unexpectedly, Andrew rushed in out of nowhere and viciously tried to hit Sam with a steel pipe. His mediocre skills were nothing compared to Sam's. As such, Andrew was hit on the head and back. He felt dizzy and collapsed on the floor. His forehead was wet. When he touched it, he saw sticky blood on his hands. As Hannah was able to defeat the other people in the meantime, her gaze hardened when she saw Sam. Then, she raised the steel pipe with all her strength. She lunged at him.Sam didn't have enough strength to dodge, so the steel pipe hit him on the head. Soon, he fainted. 　With a cold expression, Hannah hit him on the back of the neck with her pipe again. After making sure that he had really fainted, she helped Andrew up in concern. "Are you okay? Are you feeling unwell?"　　"I probably have a concussion." Andrew's face was pale, as his head bled. He smiled bitterly. "I'm fine. The police will probably be here soon. Darren is also here, so you don't have to care abo

At first, she was stiff all over. She wished she could bury her face in his chest so people wouldn't recognize her.As time passed, she gradually relaxed and allowed herself to lean against his chest. She thought to herself, "They can look all they want!"He was her husband anyway. What was there to be embarrassed about?The several fights from earlier had truly exhausted her, given that she missed lunch too. When the tension left her body, her muscles were beginning to ache. She felt light-headed.Fatigue overwhelmed her, and at that moment, she was grateful that she was in a wheelchair.As they exited the nightclub, Andrew popped up with a pair of familiar high heels. His forehead was covered with a simple layer of gauze. "Hannah! I brought you your shoes!"Thank goodness he had sharp eyes and quick hands. Even through his dizziness and nausea, he had instantly spotted Hannah's shoes and brought them with him.Otherwise, Hannah would have had to go barefoot!He was on cloud n

The two tossed their manners out the window and sat down on the carpet. They sipped the wine in silence in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows.It was the end of the lunar cycle, so the moon was absent from the sky. Only a few sparse stars dotted the night sky.In the distance, the dim yellow of streetlights formed a winding line, sketching an invisible horizon.After downing a bottle of red wine without a word, Hannah felt a bit tipsy. She leaned on the table and tilted her head to look at Darren. "Mr. Winchester."Her cheeks were slightly flushed, her lips an even rosier red. Her eyes glimmered with a film of moisture, as though tears would escape any moment now.She looked miserable yet alluring. It was as if she was tempting him to pick on her. He fought the urge to hold her in his arms and tease her until she wept.He gulped. His voice was hoarse as he answered, "Yes?""I feel like shit," she mumbled in confusion with a hand pressed over her chest. "But I don't know why I