Lahat ng Kabanata ng Falling for the Ruthless Billionaire Don : Kabanata 51 - Kabanata 56

MARINAThe house was dimly lit when we walked in, quiet, calm, almost too calm for what my heart was doing in my chest. Vincent and Xavier charged inside like it was already theirs, their laughter bouncing through the hallways as if they belonged here. In a way… they did.Alexander stood beside me, one hand still resting on the small of my back, like he wasn’t ready to let go. Or maybe like he didn’t trust the night to behave in his absence.My mum stepped out from the kitchen just then, drying her hands on a dishtowel, her brows knitting at the sight of us. She looked from me to the boys, and then slowly… to Alexander.Dad came up behind her, glasses pushed up on his nose, silent and stiff, saying nothing but clearly noting everything.“They’ll be staying the night,” I said quietly, gently steering Xavier’s little backpack off his shoulder.My mother looked at me, something unreadable in her expression. “Are you sure you’re up for that?”“I want to,” I said. And then added, “Alexande

MARINA The silence after the front door closed was deafening. It wasn’t just the absence of voices or footsteps, it was the way the energy shifted. The house suddenly felt... still. Like something precious had been carried out of it.Alexander and the boys were gone.Back to the penthouse. Back to their world.I stood at the window, watching as the black SUV pulled away. Xavier’s small face pressed against the window, waving hard, too hard, like he didn’t want to stop. Vincent didn’t wave. He just looked at me the way Alexander sometimes did. Like he saw too much.My hand dropped slowly from the curtain.“You love them,” came a voice behind me. Not accusing. Not questioning. Just... knowing.I turned. My mother stood there, arms crossed loosely over her chest, her expression unreadable. My father was in the doorway, quiet. Watching.“I don’t know what I’m doing,” I whispered.“You don’t need to,” she replied softly, walking closer. “You just need to know what your heart wants.”I swa

MARINA Later that week, I resigned from my previous hospital remotely. The weight of that decision was lighter than I expected. I didn’t miss the coldness of it, the impersonal wards, the endless adult cases. My heart had always been with children, their resilience, their honesty, their little fingers wrapping around yours in trust.So, I applied at a small paediatric clinic just ten minutes from the house. It was bright and friendly, and the head doctor remembered me from a conference I once attended. He offered me a place after one meeting, saying they’d been desperate for someone with my experience and gentle nature.My hours were flexible, part-time, to begin with, and I found myself smiling every time I walked through its cheerful walls.It felt like another step forward. Another thread stitching me into this life I never thought I’d have.I don’t know exactly when it started.Maybe it was the third morning in a row I couldn’t get out of bed without the world tilting slightly to