Todos os capítulos de Too Late for Forgiveness: Capítulo 101 - Capítulo 110

The next morning, Serena stepped out of her apartment, ready to head to work. Across the hallway, a bouquet of roses lay near the door of the opposite apartment. There were about a dozen or so blooms casually placed on the ground.As she took notice of it, the door opened, and Willow stepped out in a light-colored casual suit. She greeted Serena with a smile but paused when her eyes landed on the flowers.Serena teased playfully, "Dr. Quade, a gift from one of your admirers?" "No idea. I just saw it too," Willow replied. She bent down to pick up the bouquet and found a small card nestled within the flowers. Reading the name on it, her expression stiffened. "Oh, it's him.""Who?" Serena asked curiously."One of those blind dates my family set up for me." Willow rolled her eyes dramatically as she stood up, joining Serena at the elevator.Serena raised a brow, amused. "A matchmaking candidate from the Quade family must come from some prestigious background, right? But this? Kind o

Serena had just arrived at the top floor of Quade Group when she noticed Elena and another secretary whispering together in hushed voices.She approached them curiously. "What are you two gossiping about?"Elena lowered her voice conspiratorially. "We saw Mr. Quade come in this morning looking all radiant. We're guessing he might be seeing someone.""Mr. Quade's in a good mood today?" Serena asked."Yeah, and not the 'closed a big deal' kind of good mood," Elena said with a hushed tone. "It's more like… you know, the 'love's in the air' kind of vibe."Serena suddenly recalled the phone call Wilson had received yesterday. Did something good happen with Desiree?The mere thought left a strange feeling stirring in her chest.Just then, the phone at her desk rang. On the other end came Wilson's smooth, lazy voice. "Ms. Judd, come in."Serena immediately stood up and walked into his office. Inside the spacious room, Wilson was lounging comfortably in his leather chair with his leg

Charles chuckled. "I knew it." He held a chess piece between his fingers, a satisfied smirk on his face. You know, my wife and I have been together for years, and our relationship has always been great. People are pretty envious of us."Wilson leaned back lazily, casting him a sideways glance. "Why are you showing off your love life to me now?""As someone who's been through it all, I thought I'd share some relationship advice." Charles adjusted his glasses, looking serious. "To be honest, my wife wasn't always like this. She used to be stubborn, quiet, and very independent. "She didn't come from a family as wealthy as mine, so my family wasn't exactly fond of her. Because of that, she insisted on breaking up with me and even fled overseas to study just to avoid me.""You went after her?" Wilson raised a brow."Of course. I followed her all the way abroad. Guess how long it took her to agree to be with me again?" Charles continued."A year?" Wilson replied."Three months," Char

Wilson leaned casually against the side of his car, lazily lighting a cigarette. He exhaled a slow puff of smoke and smirked. "Well, well. I was wondering who was polluting the city center with fireworks. Turns out it's you." He flicked ash from the tip. "Not surprised, though. You've never exactly been known for your class."Justin's face darkened immediately upon seeing him. "Why? Are you jealous?""Jealous of being rejected by Serena?" Wilson scoffed."Jealous of how deeply she once loved me. Jealous that we shared a past she'll never forget," Justin sneered. Don't flatter yourself, Wilson. We're both men here. You think I don't know what's going on in that head of yours?" Justin's eyes turned icy.Wilson bit down on the cigarette, leaning against the Bentley with a devil-may-care grin. The night cast a roguish shadow across his handsome face. "And what exactly am I thinking? You planning to police my thoughts now too?""Serena belongs to me," Justin said."Oh? Does she have y

The next morning, Serena was jolted awake by the blaring sound of her alarm. She groggily reached out to turn it off but paused when she noticed a new message on her phone from an unfamiliar number.Curious, she opened it and immediately felt a wave of disgust wash over her. The explicit and crude text stared back at her, bold and unapologetic. "I've been watching you for a while. You're so beautiful. I want you. In my mind, I've imagined countless times doing things to you…"Serena's stomach churned. A shiver ran down her spine as the memory of being stalked resurfaced, fresh and vivid. She had barely recovered from that ordeal, and now this?Without hesitation, she blocked the number, shaking off the lingering unease. After freshening up and getting dressed, she was just about to leave when someone knocked on her door.Willow was standing there with a bright smile and a bag of breakfast in hand. "There's a new breakfast spot downstairs. I heard it's pretty good. Want to try it to