Todos os capítulos de THE REMARRIED HEIRESS : Capítulo 191 - Capítulo 200

CATALINAMorning arrived dressed in gray clouds and a sluggish breeze. The kind of day that promised nothing and felt like it kept secrets. I sat at the edge of the garden café, the table carefully chosen far from the entrance, with just enough privacy.Karen had said she’d meet me here. I texted her the venue and time, but I didn't get a reply. I still came early, though. I ordered green tea because coffee felt too bold for the conversation I suspected we were about to have. I wasn’t naive. I knew she’d been caught in whatever explosion happened between her and my husband yesterday. But I also knew Karen, or at least I thought I did. She didn’t walk away without explanation.Minutes turned into an hour.I checked my phone but found nothing. No text. No missed call. Not even a polite cancellation.The tea was cold now as I hadn’t touched it in thirty minutes.At one point, the server came over with sympathy in her eyes and asked if I wanted to order something else. I declined politel

DANTEThe soft clack of my keyboard is the only sound left in the room. Everyone’s gone home, even the cleaning crew called it a night an hour ago. I’m surrounded by mahogany and glass and a skyline that flickers like it’s mocking me, reminding me that while my city keeps living, I’ve become something of a ghost in my own life.Funny, isn’t it? I feel like I’m losing the only thing that ever really mattered.My Lina.My phone suddenly rang. I hastily grabbed my phone, hoping it was my wife. But to my disappointment, it was Ralph.“What?” I answered.“Yow! Wassup…” he always has high energy. I wonder what he drinks every day that gives him that kind of energy, as if he's not worried about his controversial life. “What do you want?”“I just miss my cousin, so I called to hear you sigh and have that low–”“I'm asking again." I firmly said, cutting his words off. “What do you want?”He let out a deep sigh that lasted five seconds. I scratched my temple as I was about to put down the call

CATALINAThe christening had ended with applause and polite smiles, but all I remember now is how long I stared at the front door that night, waiting for it to open. I’d kept my phone nearby, charging and blinking quietly on the coffee table. There were no calls, no texts, and it was past ten when I started pacing.The kids were asleep, exhausted from running through the hall and chasing after crumbs of cake. My baby girl was tucked into her crib, her breath soft, her christening bracelet still tied loosely around her wrist.The house was too quiet.Abby stood stationed by the front window, arms folded. She didn’t speak, but her eyes flicked toward me now. She always knew when I was spiraling, and tonight, I was unraveling in slow motion.I rechecked the clock. Eleven twenty-two. He should’ve been home hours ago.My fingers hovered over his contact. I didn’t want to call. A part of me was afraid to hear the excuse, and another was afraid he wouldn’t answer.So, I glanced at the baby

CATALINAI woke to the softest touch, gentle fingers brushing against my cheek. For a moment, I didn’t open my eyes. I wasn’t sure if I was still dreaming or if sleep had blurred reality into something I wanted to believe.But the warmth was real. The faint scent of his cologne mixed with the sterile hospital sheets. I blinked slowly and saw Dante.His arms were wrapped tightly around me, our bodies nestled together on the narrow hospital bed. One arm curled around my waist like he hadn’t let go all night. His face was close to mine and he was no longer flushed with fever.“You’re awake,” he whispered, brushing another caress along my temple.I didn’t speak right away. My heart thudded in confusion, in anger, in grief, but also in something tender that hadn’t quite died. I shifted slightly and felt his grip tighten, not possessive, just afraid to let me go.“I thought I lost you,” he whispered.Maybe because I didn't speak to him for days.“You didn’t,” I replied. “But you almost dis

DANTEI went down to the living room and saw Ralph with my men, police officers, and Abby, who was also as restless as Lina. Her daughter was taken as well and God knows how these two mothers' fear, worry, and anger collided in this situation.I am terrified, too. I’m afraid of any circumstances, but I should not fear delving into myself. I have to be strong so I can focus and find the children before sunset.“Did you find anything?”“The car was spotted at the intersection, ten miles away from here.” Ralph handed me a laptop.On the screen, a woman is wearing blonde hair, which is obviously a wig, a pair of sunglasses, a black long-sleeved shirt and pants, and sneakers. But the problem was that her back was the only part visible in the camera. “If you can recognize her, this will be solved.”My jaw clenched as I stared at the woman, even zooming in just to make sure I was right with what I was thinking.“She has the same body built as Yvette, Fiona, and–”“What’s going on?”We all g