Divine Temptations のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 51 - チャプター 60

Hearing the demise of the priest was like a bomb. She couldn't have imagined there was no longer a chance to reconcile with him. The priest was the last connection to her past, a piece of the life she once envisioned. She had hoped for reconciliation, some closure, or at least the chance to make peace. Now, that hope was gone, extinguished with the news of his passing.She gasped for breath, her eyes blurring as the room spun wildly about her. "H-Honey!" Richard's voice cracked with panic.The world seemed to slow as Khana’s body gave in to the overwhelming surge of emotions. She felt herself slipping away, and everything went dark.Shortly after, the family doctor came to check Khana's condition. Richard kept such news to their friends and family to avoid trouble. His mind was in complete chaos, not just for Khana’s physical state but for their marriage. He knew that this news was more than just a shock to her—it was evident that she still harbored feelings that had always made him

Kharl was giggling while being carried by Richard. When Khana heard giggles from the baby's room, she went to check what was going on. She kept her pace light as a feather to avoid making a sound that would interrupt a father-son bonding.When she reached the doorway, she paused, a small smile creeping onto her lips as she watched the scene unfold. Richard was making funny faces at Kharl, and the baby responded with more giggles, his tiny body wriggling in delight. The sight melted Khana’s heart, and for a brief moment, all her worries seemed to vanish.She smiled at the sight. It was sooner when Richard noticed a pair of eyes was watching. It didn’t take long for Richard to notice her presence. He glanced up, a knowing smile on his face as their eyes met."Aren't you going to be late at investor meeting later?" Khana asked, slowly approaching her doting husband. Richard shifted Kharl in his arms and glanced at the clock on the wall. “Right,” he said, sighing slightly. “I wasn’t plan

Richard sat alone in the quiet darkness of their master bedroom. The silence was suffocating. He was consumed by his thoughts, unable to escape the echo of Khana’s words.As much as he wants to fix their marital quarrel, he’s not too dumb enough to force communication again. He knew Khana too well. Pushing her for a conversation when she was still this upset would only make things worse. He needed to give her space, even though every fiber of his being wanted to chase after her and beg for her forgiveness.He knew giving his wife enough time would make her a little calm. He knew something like this would happen, but he simply did not see it coming sooner than he expected. “I thought once we became family, everything will be in place. Even without that priest, she still hasn’t given her heart to me. How come she forgot all the time we spent together?” He cried in despair.His frustration boiled over, and he grabbed the pillows, the blankets, and even the lampshade, and threw them acro

Her son, Kharl, cooed softly in her arms, his small eyes tracking the movement of the fish. For a moment, everything felt peaceful, as if the weight of the world had lifted, allowing her to simply exist in this quiet moment with her child.Then, in an instant, that peace was shattered.As Khana’s gaze wandered around the tranquil church grounds, she caught sight of a man standing near the edge of the courtyard. He seemed oddly familiar. Her breath hitched in her throat, her mind racing to place him. The resemblance was undeniable. He looked just like someone she had known long ago—someone who was supposed to be dead.Her heart began to race as memories surged forward, unbidden. "Henry?" she whispered under her breath, her mind refusing to believe what her eyes were telling her. The man began to move away, and before she knew it, Khana was on her feet, following him without a second thought.However, before she could catch up, a nun appeared in front of her, blocking her path. The nun’

“Khana?” says a baritone voice from the altar. The priest was unsure if he had the right person, but the girl from a short distance had an uncanny resemblance with the lady he let go. On the other hand, the lady's eyes flew open, her heart skipping a beat. She turned, her breath catching in her throat.Standing there, just a few feet away, was Henry.For a moment, the world seemed to tilt on its axis. Khana’s mind struggled to process what she was seeing. Khana’s heart pounded in her chest as she held her baby close. The soft scent of her child’s skin usually brought her peace, but now, it only heightened her anxiety. She tried to steady her breath, but the sight of Henry—Father—after all these years shook her to her core."Henry?" Khana let a name out.Henry's eyes drifted to the baby in her arms, his expression shifted from surprise to something softer, almost unreadable.The lady did not waste time but approached the priest."You were alive?" Khana uttered in utter shock. She even