All Chapters of Faceless Love with Mr CEO : Chapter 51 - Chapter 57

Carl’s Internal Battle(Carl’s Point of View I didn’t believe in fate.I didn’t believe in accidents either.Everything in life had a cause, a reason, a pattern. That’s how I had learned to navigate the world—by controlling what I could and shutting out what I couldn’t.But now, something was wrong.Mia.I saw her in color.And I had no logical explanation for it.For as long as I could remember, faces had been a blur to me. A disorder, they called it—prosopagnosia—but I had long since stopped caring for labels.I learned to live with it.I memorized voices, movements, the way people carried themselves. I didn’t need to see details to understand who someone was.But my world was gray.Everyone was the same. Shadows. Outlines. No color.Until her.Until Mia.The first time it happened, I thought it was a mistake. A trick of the light.But it wasn’t.It kept happening.Every time I looked at her, I saw more.The deep brown of her hair, the warmth in her hazel eyes, the soft blush of he

(Mia’s Point of View)I should have seen it coming.Ashley had been waiting for the perfect moment to strike, and today, she found it.I had been moving carefully, balancing the tray with Carl’s coffee, trying to focus on anything but the argument we had last night.His words still lingered in my mind."You’re nothing but an inconvenience in my life."I knew he didn’t mean it. Not after the way he looked at me. Not after the way his body tensed when I mentioned the colors.But knowing that didn’t erase the pain.And now, as I walked toward his office, trying to shake the memory, Ashley’s voice cut through my thoughts."Watch where you’re going, sweetheart."Before I could react, her elbow slammed into mine, sending the tray flying.Time slowed.The hot coffee spilled through the air before splashing down—not on the floor, but on the one person I had never expected to see today.Carl’s father.Gasps filled the office floor.Employees froze, their eyes darting between me and the man now

The Unraveling Threads(Third-Person Point of View)The air in the office was thick with tension. Whispers rippled through the employees like an unstoppable current, their eyes darting between Victor Oswald, Carl, and Mia. The moment had passed, but the weight of it still lingered.Hans Oswald stood frozen in place, his mind struggling to process what had just unfolded before him.He had seen his father angry before, countless times, but never quite like this. Victor was a man who prided himself on control, on discipline, on calculated anger. Yet, when he had lashed out at Mia, there had been something more—a deep, unfiltered contempt.It unsettled Hans.But what shocked him more was Carl’s reaction.His brother—the ever-proud, ever-distant Carl—had defended Mia. Not as his assistant. Not as someone beneath him.But as his wife.Hans couldn’t believe it.Carl had spent every moment since this arranged marriage treating Mia like an unwanted burden. He had ignored her, belittled her, t

Hans’ Discovery(Hans’ Personal Point of View)I never believed in fate.Coincidences, sure. But fate? That was something weak people clung to when they needed an excuse for their choices.And yet, as I sat on the edge of my bed, staring at the small, delicate hairpin in my palm, I couldn’t ignore the weight of the realization crashing over me.This was Mia’s.And I had seen it before.Not just recently. Years ago.It had been tucked away in the back of my wardrobe, inside a small, forgotten box I hadn’t touched in years. The moment my fingers brushed against it, something in my mind snapped into place—a memory that had been buried so deep, I hadn’t even realized it was missing.A memory of her.Of that night.And suddenly, everything I thought I knew came unraveling before my eyes.I had been drunk that night.Not the kind of tipsy that made you laugh at everything, but the kind where the world blurred at the edges, and thoughts no longer made sense.The party had been loud, chaotic