All Chapters of Through The Gate Of Love: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

“We're here,” Kaylie announced, a bright smile spreading across her face. She glanced up at the hospital sign, her eyes scanning the letters on the board while reading them out. “Care Haven Hospital,” Her gaze snapped back to Gage, her excitement palpable. “This is the biggest hospital in the city. You know that, right?” She asked.Gage nodded, his expression a mix of resignation and fatigue. He had been cooped up in the car for too long and was itching to stretch his legs, but Kaylie’s enthusiasm was infectious, and he couldn’t deny her excitement.Richard hopped out of the car, fetched the wheelchair, and positioned it beside Gage’s door. He spread it, ready to assist Gage out of the vehicle, but Kaylie’s hand shot up, halting him.“Don't worry,” she said, her voice gentle. “I’ll take care of him.”Kaylie quickly exited the car and walked around to the other side, her eyes locking onto Gage’s as she opened the door.She offered a reassuring smile, which made his heart skip a beat. H

“Stop!” Gage commanded, and Richard immediately hit the brakes as if he'd been waiting for the order. The sudden halt sent the cab driver rolling forward a few inches before he managed to pause. As the cab skidded to a stop on the roadside, Kaylie flung open the door and, forgetting to settle the fare, sprinted out of the car, racing toward Gage’s vehicle.The driver quickly shed his seatbelt and leapt out of the cab, calling out, “Ma’am!” He waved his arms to catch her attention, but Kaylie was oblivious, her focus fixed on Gage. The driver swiftly caught up with her, grasping her arm from behind and spinning her around. “You haven’t paid me, ma’am,” he said, extending his left hand expectantly.Kaylie’s eyes widened in surprise. “Huh?” She uttered, patting her jeans pockets in a panic. She checked again, but her pockets were empty.The driver’s finger jabbed toward her face. “You’re paying before you leave here!” He said, his voice escalating. “How could you hail a cab without the

Kaylie’s eyes gradually opened, and she let out a soft yawn, covering her mouth with her left hand. As she stretched her body and slowly turned to face the other side of the bed, her gaze landed on Gage, who was staring at her. “Ahn!” she exclaimed, shocked. She sat up abruptly while Gage shifted backward in his wheelchair, startled.“What happened?!” He asked, his voice raised with concern as he moved forward. “Are you okay?”“Oh,” she said, her hand on her chest as she released a soft breath. She glanced at his face, adding, “it's you. You scared me.”Gage’s expression softened in realization. He placed his hand on her shoulder, apologizing instantly. “I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to scare you. I was—”“When did you wake up?” She asked, her voice a little raised as she struggled to catch her breath. “What were you even searching for?”Gage’s eyes snapped shut, and he let out a soft surprise. “Hum!” Her question caught him off guard, and he went silent for a moment, trying to come up wi

Kaylie pushed open the door, her eyes landing on Chairman Paul, sitting on the sofa with a neutral expression, facing the entrance. With Sadie beside him, her legs crossed and hands folded across her chest, her right foot tapping out a slow rhythm. The creak of the door announced Kaylie’s arrival, and Sadie's gaze flicked up, her eyes narrowing slightly as she tracked Kaylie’s approach.“Why have you decided to starve us?” Chairman Paul’s question hung in the air, his voice low and even. Though his eyes remained fixed on some point ahead.Kaylie’s brow furrowed in confusion. “Hun?” She replied, her tone questioning.Chairman Paul’s gaze finally lifted to meet hers, his expression unchanging. “I’ve been informed you’ve forbidden the maids from preparing meals without your authorization.” He explained.“Yes, sir,” Kaylie confirmed, her face cast downward, bracing herself for a scolding. The silence that followed was oppressive, heavy with expectation. Kaylie sensed the chairman’s unspo

Gage’s voice echoed through the office as he kicked open the door with his foot. “What do you think you’re doing, old man?” He growled, striding into Chairman Paul’s office. His anger was palpable, and his voice rose with each step. “What’s going on here?!”Chairman Paul looked up from his laptop, his expression calm and collected. He paused for a moment, his gaze lingering on Gage’s face before returning to his work. His fingers continued to dance across the keyboard, a contrast to Gage’s agitation.Gage wheeled forward, his movements abrupt, and stopped just short of the chairman’s desk. “What are you doing?” He demanded, his voice laced with accusation.Chairman Paul ignored him, his focus fixed on the laptop screen as if Gage weren’t there.Gage took a step closer, his eyes blazing with intensity. “You don’t hear me, or you’re pretending not to?” He asked. Chairman Paul’s fingers paused, and he stared downward for a moment before snickering softly. He raised his gaze, his eyes lo