Love Prevails のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 171 - チャプター 180

The following morning, after having breakfast served in their room, Morgan surprised Annabelle. "After breakfast, get dressed, we're going to the orphanage."Annabelle, feeling nostalgic, had tears in her eyes. It was her home for so many years, but it was also the playground for bullying. "Don't fear anything, my love, I have your back, you are mine. No one will ever harm you again."As they headed to the orphanage, Annabelle's nerves began to get the better of her. "Relax baby girl, I have you," he whispered as they stepped out of the car and walked to the doors of the orphanage.A few familiar faces engulfed Annabelle. "Morning, what may I do for you?" one elderly woman asked. "I'm Annabelle," she responded, "Annabelle Roberts..." she paused, "sorry Hemmingway," she corrected herself quickly, "and this is my husband, Morgan Hemmingway."Another slightly younger lady approached them, "Wait," she said, "Annabelle Rob

Tomorrow marks a year since Morgan and Annabelle had gotten married. A year since they had applied for adoption. Meghan and Lloyd's twins, River and Coralline, had started walking. Business at Carlton Hotels was booming. Lloyd had decided to take over the family business. Meghan, while working for Hemmingway, was also Lloyd's personal assistant. The Corneal Hospital in Cheshire was becoming very popular, and both Danielle and Marshall had their hands full, but that didn't stop them from finding alone time with each other or family time with the children. Yes, children, because they had two children. Emilla, a three year old whirlwind, looked juat like her mother and had her mothers vivaciousness. and little Coby only three months old, but already charming and dashing like his father, who was named after their Uncle Chris and Uncle Toby. It was a Thursday late afternoon, and everyone was busy settling down to enjoying a meal as a family when the phone rang. The voice on the end w

The following morning was Sunday. "Babe, how about we invite the family around for a meal today?" Camilla asked Bradford. "It would be a lovely idea. However, we would need to check with Morgan and Annabelle. The main house is now theirs," Bradford laughed. In the main house, Layla, who was accustomed to getting up early in the mornings, was the first to wake up. At four years old, she was very mature for her age and extremely self-sufficient. Going to the bathroom, she washed herself and brushed her teeth before going to pick put her clothes for the day. After getting dressed, she descended the stairs and went to the kitchen. Rosy was in the kitchen preparing breakfast. "Good morning, Miss," Rosy greeted her with a smile. "Morning," Layla greeted excitedly. "What is your name?""I'm Rosy. I am the cook. I prepare the meals," Rosy explained. "I'm Layla. Princess," she laughed. Giggling with the young lass, Rosy picked her up and propped her on the chair. "Come have some milk

The next morning, Annabelle was feeling a lot better. "Doc?" she asked, "Would I be able to go home today?""You need one more day in bed here. If all looks good, then tomorrow we can think about releasing you," the doctor instructed.Annabelle lay on the bed. Morgan had gone to Meghan's for a shower. Danielle and Marshall were on duty. Annabelle tried to stand up to go to the bathroom when a pain in her lower abdomen gripped her. Letting out horrifying screams, Marshall came running in, followed by one of the nurses on duty.Marshall instructed her to call the gynaecologist and Danielle to the ward immediately. While the nurse was following through with the instructions, Marshall called Morgan and told him to get to the hospital immediately. Lloyd grabbed his keys and drove them all down.The gynaecologist entered the room with Danielle by his side. Examining Annabelle, he instructed, "Get her prepped now!"Morgan rushed into the room. "She's in labour," Danielle informed him."She

Weeks had passed, and baby Bradin had settled nicely into a routine. The schools had just opened, and Layla was being enrolled at The Kings School. The same school that her dad, aunt, and uncle attended. First day of school. "Come, Layla, you're going to be late," Morgan called as he adjusted his cufflinks. "Coming, Daddy," the little voice responded as she entered the dining room to have her breakfast, a bowl of hearty jungle oats. "Daddy, is mummy also coming?" she asked. Just as she asked that question, Annabelle entered the dining room. "Of mummy's going with. It's your first day of school. Tomorrow you will go with the school bus and come back with the school bus." Annabelle hugged her closely. Picking up her backpack, Layla ran to the car, then turned around and ran back inside up the stairs and to her brother's room. Kissing him on the head, she said, "See you later, Prince Bradin." Layla ran back down the stairs, almost knocking her mom off her feet. "Sorry, mummy. I