บททั้งหมดของ Because you loved me : บทที่ 41 - บทที่ 50

"Mark, do you think everything is okay with the hospital, I find some things to be suspicious?" Krystie asked. She was not sure, she only wanted to find out whether Mark, too, had taken notice of such a thing. In the past week, ever since Krystie and Chloe had visited their godfather, there had been quite a lot going on in the hospital, including a thorough check on the patients and the staff in general. On inquiry, they would be informed that that was the order from above. For security purposes. It just didn't make any sense to have a hospital thoroughly checked, more so the patients, unless there was something planned behind the scenes or they were using the check as a blindfold to assure the public that everything was alright when it was not. "Yeah, you are right," Mark spoke as he scratched his head as he recollected the past week's events. That has always been his habit ever since they were young, anytime he would try to recollect something, he would always scratch his head

"Krystie, do you by any chance have any idea who is the person who rescued you? I have been trying to find him, but I can't place exactly who the person is?" Lucian asked when he couldn't contain his curiosity any longer. Even though Krystie was unconscious by then, Lucian could not help but ask, it was already a week ever since the incident yet there was not a single person who had gone forward to claim they did it, after all in his world no one does a thing for free, they would either demand for one or two things at the end. "No, no one that I know as of the moment," Krystie replied hurriedly and walked away. She was not so good at lying, and she was afraid she would be found out if she were to stay a single second. Krystie could remember very well the face of the guy who had rescued her from the kidnappers. She had just regained her consciousness as soon as the van had halted in the middle of the road, and she had thought they were involved in an accident, but that was until s

"Krystie... Krystie, please don't leave me, I am very sorry," Lucian only called to the disappearing silhouette, but that was until he heard the shutting of the door did it finally occurred to him that she had left, yes, his wife had left him all alone, just because of what happened in the past many years. Frustrated, Lucian swiped the bowls of food across the room, sending the meals crashing all over the room, with soup covering the whole floor. He was very angry, angry with himself, angry with everything that happened seven years ago, and finally, he stumbled and sat on the floor as tears rolled down his eyes, unrestrained ~~~~~~~~~~~ "Lucian, it has already been a month yet you have never stepped foot in the company. Don't you think that it is high time that you move on? She's gone and will never come back again," Ronnie tried to convince a drunk Lucian he had been drinking for weeks now. Ever since Krystie left him that day, he had never been to his house, always sleeping i

Krystie's heart raced as she listened to the chilling message left on her voicemail. It was a voice she knew too well yet had hoped never to hear in such dire circumstances, the gruff, menacing tone of someone from her dark past. "They've got him. You know what to do if you ever want to see him alive." "Who?" Krystie asked in confusion. "Who else? Lucian, your husband!" The voice gruff again. The words echoed in her mind as panic surged through her. Lucian, her dear husband, had been kidnapped. Fear gripped her heart. This was the same voice that had given her news of her parent's accident. She knew exactly who had taken him, remnants of the mafia that Krystie had tried so hard to leave behind. There was one secret she had kept from Lucian and Chloe, her true identity as the heir to one of the most notorious mafia families in the country. Lucian had no idea of her background, believing her to be an ordinary orphaned woman with a straightforward job in the city. Now, reveal

Krystie pulled into the quiet suburban neighbourhood, her fingers tightening on the steering wheel as she exhaled. It had been a full month since she last saw her sister. As she stepped out of her car, she took a deep breath and approached the familiar front door. The porch light flickered slightly in the evening breeze. Before she could knock, the door swung open. "Krystie? You're back!" Her sister's voice was a mixture of relief and surprise. Krystie’s heart clenched at the sight of her. Soft brown hair framed her tired yet beautiful face, concern evident in her warm hazel eyes. "Hey, Chloe," Krystie murmured, forcing a small smile as she stepped inside. Chloe pulled her into a tight embrace, holding on longer than usual, as if afraid Krystie might disappear again. "I'm sorry, Krystie, for keeping everything away from you," Chloe spoke sadly. She had lost some weight, and Krystie knew she was the reason. Chloe detached herself from the embrace and took a step back. Kryst