All Chapters of Dear Husband, My Turn To Love You : Chapter 221 - Chapter 225

Sebastian General Kai was dragged into the throne room, covered in blood and bruises. “Is he really fit to talk now?” I asked, and Nathan nodded. He looked like a complete mess, but I didn't feel an atom of pity for him. Instead, my rage grew. His head was bowed as he used both his hands and knees to support himself, as what looked like water mixed with blood dripped from his hair. “Please... please, my king, have mercy on your subject. Please, my king.” I couldn't help but let out a dry laugh. “Look at me,” I said in a calm but deadly voice. “Look at me,” I said again. The room shook under the weight of my voice. General Kai slowly lifted his head, his face completely swollen with cuts and bruises. His eyes were barely open, and one was completely closed. He looked at me with fear in his eyes, his body trembling. I descended the stairs of my throne, every step I took echoing off the walls of the empty hall. “You dare beg for mercy,” I said quietly, each word dripping with

Olivia The grand hall shimmered with beauty, every corner dripping in elegance. Crystal chandeliers cast a golden glow across the marbled floor, and delicate petals trailed along the aisle. Yet, I barely noticed any of it. The weight of the gown clinging to my body made it almost impossible to breathe, and the veil that trailed behind me tugged at me like chains, heavy enough to make me stumble. Today was supposed to be the happiest day of my life. Today, I was marrying the man I had once thought completely out of reach. And there he stood, waiting for me at the altar. My chest tightened at the sight of him. Sebastian. Regal, commanding, every inch of him radiating the kind of power that could silence a crowd. He didn’t need to try—he simply existed, and my heart obeyed. The music swelled, soft notes of violins floating through the air like whispers. My hands trembled around the bouquet of roses and silver orchids bound in crimson ribbon. My pulse hammered against my skin, and the

Olivia The first thing I heard was a broken voice whispering my name. "Oh my God... Olivia, you’re awake." My eyelids felt heavy as I turned my head to find Lucas sitting beside me. His fingers were wrapped around mine, his cheeks wet with tears he wasn’t even bothering to hide. The only word that left my dry lips was, "Sebastian..." I said it again, louder this time, as though repeating it might summon him to me. But the joy that had just lit up Lucas’s face melted into something sadder. His lips pressed together as if he was trying to hold back the truth. "Olivia... let’s not talk about that right now." My chest squeezed tight. That wasn’t an answer. That was avoidance. My heart nearly jumped out of my body, and in panic, I tried to push myself up, but pain exploded across every muscle. It felt like my bones were on fire, like my body didn’t belong to me anymore. Before I could even question him further, the door opened. A doctor entered with a face so unreadable it scared