Love Prevails のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 211 - チャプター 219

Victoria had never been one to take defeat lightly. As she drove away from Macclesfield General, she wasn’t just leaving behind a job, she was leaving behind a chance at everything she had worked toward, but she wasn’t finished, not yet.She parked outside her flat, her mind running through every possible move. If she couldn’t win over Marshall, she could certainly make things very difficult for him and his precious wife.Her fingers tapped restlessly against her steering wheel. She needed information, leverage, something, anything that would ensure that she came out on top, and she knew exactly where to start.Camilla Hemmingway wasn’t one to involve herself in petty drama, but when it came to her children and when she had heard what had happened with Victoria, she made one thing very clear.“She’s not getting away with this,” Camilla said, her voice unwavering. She stood in the sitting room, arms crossed as she addressed Marshall and Danielle, w

Victoria had played her game carefully, weaving her revenge with precision, but all carefully laid plans had one fatal flaw, the moment you think you’re in control is the moment you start losing it, and Victoria had just hit that moment.Victoria sat in the dimly lit café, fingers tapping against the ceramic cup in front of her. Across from her, Greg leaned back in his chair, looking more impatient than ever.“We need to move now,” Greg muttered. “If we wait any longer, Marshall’s going to figure it out.”Victoria smirked. “Let him. It won’t matter.”Greg scowled. “You’re getting cocky.”Victoria only tilted her head, amused. “No, I’m winning.”She slid a thick envelope across the table. Inside were the documents Greg had been waiting for, the falsified reports, fabricated patient complaints, and carefully worded letters that would be enough to stir doubt about Marshall’s competence.Greg flipped through the papers, nodd

The morning light filtered through the sheer curtains, bathing the room in golden hues. Danielle stirred as a gentle kiss pressed against her shoulder. She smiled before even opening her eyes, stretching languidly against the sheets.“You’re awake,” Marshall murmured, his deep voice still laced with sleep.Danielle turned her head, meeting his blue eyes, darkened with something more than just morning warmth. “Mmm, barely. But I like waking up to this.”He trailed a hand down her side, fingertips grazing her hip as he leaned in, brushing his lips over hers. “To what?”She smirked, shifting onto her back, her legs tangling with his under the sheets. “To you, touching me like you never plan to stop.”Marshall let out a low chuckle, his hand sliding lower. “Who says I do?”His mouth claimed hers, deep and unhurried, his body pressing against her, solid and warm. She arched into him, her fingers raking through his dark hair as he kiss

Jullian leaned against Grace’s desk, watching as she flipped through a thick file of numbers, completely immersed in her work. Her hair was pinned up in a loose bun, a few stray strands falling against her cheek as she frowned at the figures before her.“You know,” Jullian drawled, crossing his arms, “I think I finally understand why accountants drink so much coffee. This is painful to look at.”Grace didn’t even glance up. “Says the man who willingly puts himself in danger for a living.”“Danger is thrilling,” Jullian countered. “Sitting in an office all day staring at numbers? That’s torture.”Grace smirked, finally glancing up at him. “And yet, here you are, in my office, by choice.”Jullian leaned down, resting his hands on the arms of her chair, caging her in. “That’s because you’re here, cupcake. Not the numbers.”Grace rolled her eyes but couldn’t hide the amused smile tugging at her lips. “Well, as much as I’d love to ent

The tension between them was electric, humming in the quiet space of the living room. Jullian’s hands moved to her waist, warm and steady, his fingertips barely pressing into the fabric of her dress. Grace tilted her head back, breath shallow, as she watched him through half-lidded eyes.“Are you sure?” His voice was rough, laced with restraint. If she was going to give him her first, he was damn-straight going to make it perfect and memorable for her. Grace’s lips curled in a slow smile. “You ask me that like I haven’t been waiting for you to do this.”A low growl rumbled in his throat before he closed the distance, capturing her lips again in a kiss that was nothing like the playful ones before. This one was hungry, insistent, and filled with all the tension that had been building between them for months.She melted into him, pressing her body against his, revelling in the feel of hard muscle and warmth beneath his shirt. His hands skimmed down