All Chapters of Conflict Of Hearts: Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

Beck and Bryan’s lives had completely changed with the birth of Theo. The little one was now six years old, and both parents wanted him to have a safe and loving childhood, even if the family’s shady business threatened that peace.Early in the morning, Beck left the house quietly, leaving Bryan still asleep. Her husband didn’t like waking up early, and she was already used to this routine of leaving before he opened his eyes. On her way to the hospital, her phone vibrated with a message from her father.—Daughter, we know you’ve been working a lot, so if you need, we can look after Theo whenever. Oh, and just a reminder: if you want to come sleep here, we’d love it!Beck smiled as she read the message. She loved her parents and knew how much they were a pillar for her and Theo. But even with their affection, she knew her father didn’t like Bryan. He only tolerated him because of her and his grandson.At the hospital, while organizing her things in her office, her friend Lidia entered

It was late. The hospital was quiet, and I grabbed my bag to finally leave. When I reached the parking lot, I saw Dylan’s car parked, waiting. We hadn’t arranged for him to pick me up, and although I had loved that at first, now... maybe it was time, the lack of distance between us. I took a deep breath and walked to the car, trying to decide what to say.I opened the door, and before I could say anything, Dylan smiled.—How are you, spicy? he asked, kissing me before I could even respond.—Fine, I replied without enthusiasm.He noticed but kept his tone animated.—I know it’s late, and maybe you’re tired, but... what are the plans for tonight? he said, full of expectations.This was the moment. I knew we needed to talk. But something held me back.—Actually... I hesitated. —I wanted to go home and rest. Do you mind, teddy bear?For a second, I saw the disappointment in his eyes, but he quickly hid it, running his hand over my face.—It’s okay, spicy, he replied, trying to sound caref

Dylan felt the weight of responsibility when he arrived at Mr. Rivera’s house. The tension in the man’s eyes was evident, and his reaction was swift.—You were quick, Dylan, Mr. Rivera said, crossing his arms.—Unfortunately, I don’t bring good news.—Why do you say that?Dylan opened his laptop and showed the video he had analyzed.—Look, Mr. Rivera. Exactly at 11:00 PM, the cameras freeze and only start recording again at 11:10 PM. Whoever is behind this knew we would check the cameras.Mr. Rivera turned pale and clenched his fists in anger.—Bastard! he muttered, standing up, his eyes fixed on the screen.Dylan looked at him, concerned.—But... why Beck?Mr. Rivera sighed, now looking more vulnerable.—Beck is my daughter, and she works with me. Whoever it is, they’re trying to get to me through her. It’s a coward who prefers to start with the weakest.—And what do you want to do?—We’ll place undercover security to protect her. And we’ll find a way to lure this someone out.Dylan

Beck hung up the phone and took a deep breath, trying to process her father’s words. Ensuring Theo’s safety was all that mattered to her at that moment, even if keeping him safe required this discreet network of protection. She sighed, knowing Bryan would never accept the idea of bodyguards, but she was willing to carry this secret to protect him from unnecessary worries.As the day dragged on, Beck tried to keep her mind busy, but her thoughts kept wandering, searching for answers and wondering who could be behind the threat. It was already evening when Bryan walked through the door, holding Theo’s hand. When Theo saw Beck, he ran into her arms.—Mom! Theo said with a smile that made Beck’s heart calm a little.—I missed you, my son, she replied, squeezing him in a warm hug.—I was at Grandpa’s house! Theo said excitedly.Beck gave Bryan a curious look, and he explained:—I had to sort some things out with my father, so I picked up Theo from school and took him there.She nodded, rel

The day started with a tense atmosphere. Beck had left furious, speeding off in her car, while I stood firm, with no intention of apologizing. After all, Dylan seemed more and more determined to test my limits, and Beck insisted on defending this "friend" who had invaded our life, bringing a dog into the house without consulting me. As much as my marriage to Beck was based on trust and equality, this situation was beyond what I could accept.I had to resist the urge to physically confront Dylan; I didn’t want my son to witness a scene like that. But seeing Beck take his side made me question her intentions. Couldn’t she see how he was walking all over me in my own house? I needed to focus on work to stop myself from doing something impulsive.Minutes later, my phone rang. It was Humberto, one of my trusted men.—Speak.—Sir, we’ve finished the job.—Perfect.—We’ll need to make it look like an accident.—Put the body in the car and dump it in the river. And as for the house... set it