Shattered Vows: Silent Revenge. のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 161 - チャプター 170

Serena’s povI walked into my lawyer’s office with my pulse hammering in my ears. It wasn’t fear. It wasn’t guilt. It was the weight of everything that was about to begin.The door clicked shut behind me.My lawyer, Marissa Cole, stood from her desk immediately. “Serena. Sit. We have a lot to go through.”I sat, inhaling sharply. “I’m ready.”“You say that,” she replied, sliding a thick folder toward me, “but this is going to be ugly. He hired Philip Garnett.”I froze. “The aggressive one?”“Yes. The one who wins cases by ripping people apart on the stand. But don’t panic.” She tapped the folder. “We have more than enough.”I leaned back, exhaling. “Tell me everything.”She opened the case file.“We are requesting primary custody with supervised visitation for Killian due to emotional instability, verbal aggression, prior physical attempt to restrain you, and psychological endangerment to Theodore.”My chest tightened at the memory of him dragging me toward his car, drunken, slurring,

Killian’s POVThe courtroom felt colder today.Not physically, just the atmosphere. The tension. The way people looked at me felt like I was already a convicted criminal. Like I was here to steal something that didn’t belong to me.My son.....My only son.I tried to steady my breathing, but it still came out shaky. I hadn’t been sleeping. I hadn’t been eating much either. Every day felt like a countdown, like I was losing Theodore inch by inch.My lawyer leaned closer. “Killian, remember, stay calm. No matter what Serena’s team throws out, do not react aggressively.”I nodded stiffly.Easy for him to say.The door to the courtroom opened, and my entire body tensed involuntarily. Serena walked in with Adrien right beside her, his hand lightly on her back as if he owned every right to protect her, guide her, breathe the same air as her. He whispered something that made her nod.My stomach twisted.She used to nod at me like that.Her eyes shifted to me for a second. Just a second. A fl

Serena’s POVThe ride home felt unreal.The kind of unreal that makes your chest feel too tight and your mind too slow to catch up. The car hummed quietly around us, the city passing in a soft blur through the tinted window, but none of it felt real. None of it felt grounded. It was as if the world outside kept moving while I was suspended in some fragile, shimmering bubble I was terrified would burst.Adrien sat beside me in the backseat, close enough that I could feel the warmth radiating from him, grounding me just a little. Theodore lay on my lap, small and warm and impossibly peaceful, his cheek pressed against my chest as if he had never left it. As if all the chaos, the fear, the court, the uncertainty, none of it had touched him.I kept staring at his tiny face.Not blinking.Not breathing properly.Just staring, my fingers trembling as I brushed them through his soft hair again and again, needing the reassurance that he was really here. Really mine. Really safe in my arms.Ev

Serena’s POVMy office was quiet, too quiet. The kind of quiet that felt like it was pressing against my ribs. I had been staring at the same line of the contract proposal for nearly ten minutes, my pen unmoving, my mind drifting again and again to the same place.My son.The sound of Killian breaking when the verdict was read.I rubbed my forehead and forced myself to breathe. Focus, Serena. You’re at work. You have to function. You have to keep moving.A soft knock didn’t come. Instead, my door opened sharply.I didn’t look up at first, I thought it was my assistant bringing the files I asked for.But then I heard his voice.“Serena.”My head snapped up.Adrian stood in the doorway. No warning. No call. No hesitation. Just..... there. Broad shoulders framed by the door, eyes already studying me like he was trying to pull my soul out with his stare.My breath caught. “Adrian? What are you, what are you doing here?”He stepped inside and shut the door behind him.“I came to check on y

ADRIAN’S POVThe drive felt endless.I kept one hand on the wheel, the other gripping my phone like it was the only thing holding me together. I’d called Serena’s number so many times that the call history was nothing but her name, but she still didn’t pick up.And every unanswered ring tightened the knot in my chest.“Where did you go?” I muttered under my breath. “Why would you leave alone?”My phone buzzed. Finally.I answered before the first ring finished.“Serena?”“No, sir. It’s Samuel.”My face hardened. “What is it?”“We’ve delivered Samantha to the police. Charges are being processed.”“Good.”“She's making noise.”Of course, she was. “What did she say?”“She claims you’re framing her. She’s threatening legal action, media exposure, the usual.”I breathed out slowly. “Keep her contained. I want her monitored every second.”“Yes, sir. But, he hesitated, she screamed your fiancée's name repeatedly. It drew attention.”My grip tightened around the steering wheel. “She wants att