All Chapters of Forced Marriage of An Arrogant Heir: Chapter 161 - Chapter 170

After all the secrets were revealed, Afgan decided to visit the cemetery, where Adelia, his long-dead first wife, was buried. He walked alone among the tombstones, staring at the picture of Adelia on her grave.Afgan's face was full of regret and devastation. "Adelia, I'm sorry. I have wasted your love and sacrifice. I was so stupid," he murmured, eyes full of tears.Afgan sat in front of Adelia's grave, letting his emotions explode. He was devastated, not only by the breakdown of his marriage to Melinda, but also by the realization that Adelia had given him everything, and he had never fully appreciated it."Adelia, I know I've made you lonely all this time. You deserve better than me. I can't apologize to you directly, but I promise, I will learn from my mistakes. May you be at peace there," said Afgan while wiping away the tears that kept flowing.As Afgan sat in the cemetery, he realized how futile his struggle to find happiness in the wrong place had been. Despair crept into his

Afgan snorted and went into the master suite.Melinda began to feel isolated and unsupported. When she tried to talk to Afgan's family, they just rolled their eyes and avoided talking about their domestic problems.One lonely Sunday, Kanya, Afgan's mother, suddenly came to visit Shintya. She focused on playing and joking with her granddaughter. Melinda's presence was simply ignored.A distraught Melinda tried to seek support from Afgan's mother, hoping to find understanding or a solution. However, her hopes were dashed when she spoke to her mother-in-law.Melinda approached Kanya who was playing with Shintya and said in a soft tone. "Mom, I feel lost in our marriage. Afgan is getting distant, and I don't know what to do."Kanya, Afgan's mother, a stern and cold woman, just smiled sarcastically. She already knew all of Melinda's dark secrets. As well as her involvement in the deception of Afgan's fateful night out."Oh, Melinda, you're always so dramatic. Marriage is hard, wasn't this

The lavish stage was filled with spotlights, and echoing music filled the room as the fashion show began. Amongst the glittering spotlights and jingling steps of the models, two identical twins, Joanne and Lucas, stood at the back of the stage in their stunningly modeled children's outfits.Their eyes sparkled as they entered the stage, and a standing ovation greeted them. They strutted confidently, combing the catwalk as if they had been doing it all their lives. Joanne and Lucas do have an extraordinary charm, and top designers love their uniqueness.Their beaming smiles reflected the joy of children who are innocent and energetic, lively and clever.Applause from the boisterous audience accompanied their steps along the catwalk.In the audience, their mother, Aiyana, sat proudly. Her eyes sparkle as she watches her twin shine on stage. Next to her, their grandfather, Rafael, was also smiling happily. Yet, there was a longing in their hearts. If only th

Rafael promised to give them his full support throughout the journey of life that had just begun. Despite their separate paths, kindness, love, and responsibility remain the foundation that binds their relationship as a family together.After Aiyana calmed down, Grandpa invited her to sit in the living room, looking at Aiyana with great concern. “Aiyana, there is something I would like to ask you to consider together.”Aiyana sat near her grandfather, asking curiously, “What is it, Grandfather?”Grandpa Rafael took a deep breath, “After everything that's happened, I feel it's time we make a decision about our future.”“Do you want to have full custody of your twin child without the need for her father's intervention in the future?”Aiyana had told Grandpa Rafael all about her past life, about how she had lived with Afgan and how she had been trapped in the embers until she had to undergo total plastic

Bob shook his head as he handed over the payment for the drink he orderedearlier.“Do you know them?” asked Bob suddenly. The waiter nodded, “His mother gave birth at Grandpa Rafael's house,but I never saw their father.”“... and, it's none of my business,” said the waiter as he withdrew the money Bob handed over.the money Bob handed over.“Thank you,” he said and walked away with the tray in his hand.his hand. Bob pondered all the waiter's words while standing in front of the chair.“Their father's status is suspicious. Afgan must know this!”With slightly trembling knees, Bob tried to contact Afgan again.“Sir,” Bob said hesitantly.“What else do you want?” Afgan felt his focus was being disrupted by Bobso picked up the call with a gruff. “Giv