All Chapters of Leaving You Bereft: Chapter 141 - Chapter 150

Catherine had died, her passing remaining a mystery. Her body was cremated in Searheim three days later and was later brought back to Brindley for burial.Thereafter, the Burkes stormed into the Chapman residence, causing an uproar. Nancy, overcome with grief, insisted that Catherine's untimely demise was a direct result of Willow's trip to Searheim.Heather sneered and retorted, "Catherine's death was only a matter of time! She did do one good thing before she died, though—exposing the collusive activities of both families in fraudulent marital arrangements, leaving my daughter robbed of five precious years. And you actually have the audacity to make a scene here? If that's the case, then let's settle our old scores once and for all!"Charlie hurriedly held Nancy back, saying, "That medical examiner had already confirmed that there were no signs of poisoning."Sean, having made a point of coming over, explained, "Ms. Harper's visitation of Ms. Burke was entirely within legal param

In the CEO's office of Nebula Group, Julian sat at his desk, reviewing the documents. He was dressed in a light gray shirt and black trousers, bathing in the sunlight streaming through the floor-to-ceiling windows—highlighting his noble and handsome features. It was then that Esther suddenly knocked on the door and said, "Mr. Braxton's son has arrived, Mr. Ziegler."Julian, without raising his gaze, instructed, "Please let him in."It wasn't long before the sound of footsteps echoed through the office, followed by a nonchalant voice asking, "You're Julian Ziegler, huh? My father told me to come find you."Julian raised his gaze and was immediately stunned. He noticed that the man before him, towering at six feet and three inches, possessed striking features. He was wearing a black shirt and a pair of dark blue ripped jeans, his physique resembling that of a model. Julian furrowed his brow as he wondered if the man before him was truly Braxton's son, Caleb, never expecting him to

Willow made no move to retreat. She walked up and met Julian's gaze. Her dark hair and white dress billowed in the sharp night wind, her striking crimson lips making the neon lights in the surroundings dim. She then said softly, "What's the matter? If it's about Caleb, I'd like you to know that I'm quite pleased with him. Thanks for sending him over."Julian's gaze hardened as he said, "If it pleases you, then that's all that matters."He seemed to have returned to his usual calm demeanor, no longer looking like the desperate man from before. He even added, "If you're pleased with him, then I'll find a few better ones and send them over to you tomorrow."Upon hearing that, Willow couldn't help but look at him differently, thinking that Julian was an absolute nutcase. Having thoroughly enjoyed the spectacle, Caleb reached out, pulled open the passenger door of the pink Rolls-Royce, and dramatically announced, "It's time to head home, Lady Harper."Julian furrowed his brow and aske

Those present in the private room immediately fell silent.Willow looked at Julian, the man she had once loved with all her heart, and felt a pang of irony. There had never been a place for her in Julian's heart. His gaze suddenly held no room for anyone else after Alicia's return. Those vows and sweet nothings he had professed earlier seemed pale and laughable at this moment. She truly pitied herself. Her youthful years had been squandered. Her wound from the incident still throbbed. It was only natural for her to feel such pain, though. She had unreservedly poured her most precious youth and deepest emotions, without holding back, into Julian, only for him to repeatedly drag her sincerity through the mud.She then smiled faintly, a sense of relief washing over her. She had chosen to leave, to give up what had once meant everything. She knew that she was the object of much attention, some offering sympathy, others merely seeking amusement. It didn't matter to her, though, as her

Julian immediately stiffened.Alicia's gentle, drawn-out cries from behind gradually broke through Julian's defenses as she said, "It's so lonely living in Grandsburg, Julian. I see nothing but the sky and that one church from the hospital balcony. "I would lie in bed every day and hear the pigeons flying by; my signal that morning had arrived. I could also deduce that it is nightfall once they return to their dwelling at the church. It was a cycle that repeated endlessly, month after weary month, year after desolate year."In the past, I could still look forward to your visits every month. I would collect all my thoughts and stories for an entire month, just to share them with you. It brought me so much joy back then, even though I knew you were always thinking about work, thinking about Nebula Group's future. I chose to accept that then. You eventually stopped visiting me, though, just because your wife didn't like it."Catherine's already dead, Julian! If they still can't find