All Chapters of A Pulse And Betrayal : Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

Chapter 41 – Echoes of the PastDiana’s POV The evening breeze carried the sweet scent of flour and baked sugar still clinging to my hair as I stepped into the quiet of my apartment. Star had fallen asleep already and I carried him inside gently, placing him on the bed and covering him with his favorite blue blanket. His chest rose and fell softly, peacefully.I sat beside him for a while, watching him sleep… letting the silence wrap around me like a blanket. My mind began to drift, as it often did at night, to the past. The ghosts I tried to bury during the day always found me in the dark.Flashback To Everything I have been through from My Failed Marriage to becoming pregnant for a man I had a night stand with.I once believed in love the way fairy tales told it. I thought marrying John, the man I had dated for almost two years, would bring peace and security. I was wrong.The first year was warm…promising, even. But slowly, the affection faded, replaced with routine… then silence…

chapter 43:moving on Diana’s POVThe sun was rising when I woke up, my eyes still heavy from barely four hours of sleep. But it didn’t matter. I was used to it by now. Sleep was a luxury I couldn’t always afford…but peace? Peace had become my daily bread.I stretched quietly, so I wouldn’t wake Star who was still cuddled beside me, his tiny hand resting gently on my arm. I kissed his forehead, stood up, and tied my wrapper firmly around my waist. Another day. Another batch. Another chance.The kitchen welcomed me with the smell of yesterday’s flour, sugar, and butter still hanging in the air. I took a deep breath and smiled. This was my battlefield. And I was winning here.As I mixed the first batch of cupcakes, the wooden spoon clinked against the side of the bowl. My movements were almost automatic now…flour, eggs, vanilla, a pinch of salt. I didn’t even have to think too hard anymore. My hands knew what to do.Star’s tiny giggle reached me from the other room. I peeked through t

Chapter 45: The Big dayChris’s POVA week later, the big day was here, I never thought I will care much about my birthdays. But today, I couldn’t wait for 6:00 p.m.All week I have walked around the office with a secret smile. Every time someone asked me about the party, I felt my heart skip. On the rooftop garden tonight in one of my hotel, I planned to celebrate my birthday in a big way this year.I wrapped up my final meeting at 4:30 p.m. and returned to my office. Instead of my usual crisp suit and tie, I hung my jacket on the coat rack and changed into a grey blazer over a white shirt, no tie. Smart casual, like the invitation said. I wanted to look relaxed..just another guest enjoying the evening.On my way to the elevator, I passed Sam in the corridor. He was holding his tablet and scanning the guest list.“Everything’s ready, sir,” he said. “Guests are arriving. The band is sound-checking. The catering team is here.”My chest tightened with excitement. “Thanks, Sam. Please

Chapter 47: The Secret EscortXander’s POVI woke up before the sun. My sheets were tangled, my body drenched in sweat. That dream of Diana wouldn’t leave my mind. Her voice from the dream still echoed in my head. “Help me”I sat at the edge of the bed, breathing hard. I had never felt something like that before. It wasn’t just a dream. It was a message. A cry. From her.She needed me.I showered. And I just changed into a plain shirt and jeans, grabbed my keys, and headed to the office. The roads were still quiet. Streetlights glowed in the early morning dark. I didn’t know exactly what I was going to do, but I knew I couldn’t sit around anymore.When I got to the office, the front desk was still empty. I headed to my private office and sat at my desk.There was one person I hadn’t spoken to in months… maybe a year.Akin.Diana’s only real friend. Her former assistant. The one who suddenly resigned and disappeared after Diana left.I had tried reaching out before, but she ignored me.

Chapter 49: The TraceXander’s POVAfter storming out of the coffee shop, Xander finds himself walking without direction. His mind is a battlefield…Diana’s silence, Mercy’s strange tactics, and the hostile conversation with Diana’s mother all swirl into a storm of regret, guilt, desperation and the boiling in my chest. I kept walking. No destination. No plan.The city moved around me like I wasn’t even there. Horns blared, people passed, conversations floated in and out of reach. But I wasn’t part of any of it. I was somewhere between memory and madness.Eventually, I ended up on a quiet street I hadn’t walked in a year. Familiar and haunting all at once. My feet stopped in front of a small, dimly lit bar….the one I only visited once.The quiet bar where I found Diana drinking herself up with drink I had walked into that bar with no intention of staying long….just a drink or two to drown out the noise of boardrooms, backstabbing, and burnout. But then I saw her.She was sitting at t