All Chapters of The reluctant vow: Chapter 251 - Chapter 260

The room was quiet. Not peaceful quiet, but heavy, like the air itself was pressing down on them. Zainab’s words hung in the air. The truth she had just told was shocking, impossible to ignore.Zara sat on the edge of the bed, trembling. Her hands shook in her lap. Her mind was racing. Twenty-six years of lies. Twenty-six years of secrets. And now it was all out in the open.Kemi couldn’t stay still. She paced back and forth, arms crossed tightly. She muttered under her breath, her anger and disbelief spilling out in small bursts. Every few steps, she stopped, looked at Zainab, and then kept walking.Nathan stood near the door, leaning against the wall, staring at the floor. He hadn’t said a word since Zainab finished talking. Even he seemed unsure what to do next.Zainab sat by the window, shoulders slumped, trembling slightly. She looked both relieved and sad — relieved the truth was finally out, sad for the chaos it caused.No one spoke. No one dared.Only the hum of the hospital m

The room was quiet, save for the soft hum of the air conditioner and the occasional creak of the hospital building settling. Zara lay on the bed, her hands resting gently on her rounded belly, breathing slowly but with care. The exhaustion of the past days weighed heavily on her, and even her mind seemed reluctant to stay awake.Zainab sat in a corner, her eyes never leaving her sister. She didn’t speak; she simply watched, her posture protective, tense with the weight of everything they had uncovered that day. Every now and then, she reached out to adjust the blanket over Zara’s feet or brush a stray strand of hair from her forehead.Nathan hovered near the bed, adjusting pillows and checking that Zara was comfortable. He moved quietly, careful not to startle her. Even in his silence, there was a strength in his presence, a reassurance that they were all safe here, at least for tonight.Kemi, meanwhile, busied herself with small tasks — arranging water on the bedside table, folding a

The house was quiet now. Lights dimmed, servants gone, and even the city outside seemed to be holding its breath. Zara sat by the window, looking out at the sprawling gardens of the Kareem mansion, the soft glow of the night painting the walls around her.Her mind kept replaying everything Zainab had revealed — the secrets, the lies, the tragedies, and the truths that had been hidden for so long. She thought about her marriage, about how Regan had never wavered, how deeply he loved her, how fiercely he would protect her and their babies. Gratitude welled in her chest, mixed with a determination she had never felt so strongly.She knew she wasn’t just standing beside Regan — she was fighting for him, for Zainab, for their family, and even for Rami. She was fighting for all of them against one man, Chief Kareem, whose power and cruelty had shaped so many lives.For the first time in years, Zara felt a strange kind of peace. She was safe for now. She was loved. She was supported. And she

The soft morning light filtered through the curtains of Nathan’s living room. Baby Amira lay on his chest, fast asleep, her tiny hand clutching his shirt. He stroked her back gently, his eyes fixed on the ceiling, lost in thought.It had been only a day since they returned from Kwara, yet the weight of everything that happened still pressed heavily on his mind. Zainab’s words, her warning, the danger that followed them — it all replayed in his head like a restless echo.Yemi walked in quietly, holding two cups of tea. He handed one to Nathan and sat across from him. “You haven’t said a word since you came back,” Yemi said softly. “Your face looks like someone carrying the whole world.”Nathan smiled faintly but didn’t look up. “Maybe I am,” he said.“You’re still thinking about Zara and Kemi, aren’t you?”Nathan nodded. “They’re in too deep, Yemi. What we found in Kwara… it’s bigger than any of us thought. If Chief Kareem ever finds out that Zara and Kemi know the truth, he won’t stop

The delivery room was filled with chaos and prayer. Nurses moved briskly around Zara, their calm efficiency a sharp contrast to the storm raging inside her. Sweat drenched her forehead as she gripped the sides of the bed, her cries echoing through the white walls.“Breathe, Mrs. Kareem… breathe,” one of the nurses kept repeating, her tone firm but gentle.Zara tried. She really tried. But the pain was unlike anything she’d ever known. Her breath came in ragged gasps, tears rolling down her cheeks. She clenched her teeth, thinking about her family — about Regan, her babies, her sister Zainab’s words that wouldn’t stop ringing in her head.“Never question his love for you. He would never let anything hurt you, not even his father.”She could almost hear Zainab’s voice in the room, calm and steady, giving her strength.Outside the room, Kemi sat on the floor, her palms clasped tightly together as she prayed under her breath. “Please God… please keep her safe.” Her voice trembled with emo