All Chapters of The Bride's Revenge, The Heir's Escape : Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

"She's going to hate me for this," Noah said, his voice shaking as he glanced at the unconscious woman on the bed. His hands trembled as he held the keys, clearly struggling with what he was about to do.His mother, Missus Smith, stood by the doorway with a cold expression on her face. Her voice was stern, yet oddly calm."Noah, listen to me. Are you still a man?" she asked, as if trying to provoke him. "Keep her locked up for a while, and when she's pregnant, she will agree naturally."Noah looked down, lost in thought, but his mother wasn't done."And when she is part of the Smith's family, you can make it up to her," she added smoothly, like it was just another business deal."And she will see how sincere you are," she went on, convincing herself more than him. "And forgive you eventually."Noah opened his mouth to speak, but his mother cut him off like she didn't want to hear anything different."Here is the key to the handcuffs," she said, handing him the small silver key with a

The room felt heavier than ever as Ava spoke with the doctor. Her hands trembled slightly as she stared at the floor, trying to convince herself she was doing the right thing."Yes, I do," Ava said quietly to the doctor, her voice nearly lost in the sterile silence of the room."I'm kind of a drifter," she went on, almost as if she needed to hear the words out loud to make sense of them. "I don't really have a stable home."Her throat tightened. "So I don't really feel confident to raise a baby yet."Her eyes looked down, blinking back the tears. "And if I can't provide a stable home, I don't really think it's fair for me to bring it into the world," she concluded, her voice barely above a whisper.The doctor nodded, his face gentle but unreadable. "Alright, then follow me."As Ava slowly made her way to the changing room and got into the hospital gown, her thoughts swirled in chaos. She laid on the bed, staring at the ceiling. But just then—"Hold up," a familiar voice interrupte

Ava took a breath."I was standing on the balcony, just trying to get some air. I didn't hear anything… until the glass shattered. She—Olivia—came through the window with a knife. She screamed at me, accused me of taking everything. I was terrified, mostly for the baby…"Her voice cracked."She tried to stab me. But Liam jumped in. He saved me. He got hurt in the process."The prosecutor nodded, then gestured, "No further questions."The defense attorney approached. "Miss Ava… would you say Olivia seemed out of control? Confused? Not thinking clearly?"Ava stared at him."No. She knew exactly what she was doing. She looked at me like she wanted me gone. There was hate in her eyes. She came to kill."The courtroom was silent. The defense attorney stepped back, defeated.Next, Liam was called up.He walked to the stand, upright despite the sling on his arm. His voice was calm but carried an edge."I was making tea when I heard Ava scream. I didn't think, I just ran. I saw Olivia going

The sun had just begun to set behind the tall iron gates of the Hamilton estate, casting a warm golden glow over the perfectly trimmed hedges and grand walls of the mansion. Inside the elegant sitting room, Mrs. Hamilton sat on a velvet couch with a straight back and her legs neatly crossed. Everything about her posture radiated power, poise, and a lifetime of discipline. Her hands rested calmly on her lap, but her sharp eyes hinted at a storm brewing beneath her calm exterior.James, the family's longtime assistant, stood in front of her with a sheet of paper in hand. His face lit up with excitement, but he tried to maintain his usual composed tone as he read aloud."The obstetrician confirms Ava is expecting a baby boy. The due date is fast approaching, and the baby boy is perfectly healthy," James said.At once, Mrs. Hamilton's lips broke into a rare, genuine smile. Her eyes sparkled, and for a second, she looked more like a joyful grandmother than the stern matriarch of the Hamilt

Liam’s eyes widened. “Noah?”Noah Smith, bruised, thin, and looking half-mad, gave a small, twisted smile.“Surprised to see me?” he asked.Guards flooded in behind Liam, weapons drawn.“Don’t come closer!” Noah shouted, holding a knife. “Don’t make me do something stupid.”Liam stepped forward slowly, hands raised. “You already did something stupid. You took my son.”“I didn’t want to hurt him,” Noah said, his voice trembling. “I just wanted to prove a point. You left me to rot. Everyone forgot me after Olivia died. But I remember everything.”“You put a newborn’s life at risk,” Liam growled.Noah’s eyes twitched. “I was going to return him. I just wanted to scare you.”“Well, mission accomplished,” Liam snapped.The baby cried louder, wailing now.One of the guards moved quietly behind Noah.Liam saw the chance. “Now!”Before Noah could react, the guard tackled him to the ground. The knife clattered away, and another guard scooped up the baby, quickly wrapping him tighter.“Get him