All Chapters of Bearing Triplets After Forced Marriage: Chapter 621 - Chapter 630

Benjamin had no strength left to worry about Tara. His own world had vanished—his wife was gone.He remained silent, his hollow gaze fixed on the dark, rushing waters of the river. He prayed this was all a nightmare. He desperately hoped that the woman he had hurt and loved so deeply hadn’t met with an accident, that she hadn't wandered far, and that she was still by his side.This past month had been the happiest of his life.She would read while he worked; they would catch each other’s eyes, and a soft smile would ripple between them. That was the simple, profound happiness he had always yearned for. He had finally felt lucky. For the rest of his life, he wouldn't be alone. He had a family—a wife, four sons, and his parents. He had reached the pinnacle of life; he was the ultimate winner.Every day they spent in love was etched into his very soul. He had never dared to hope for love until Amanda crashed into his life. For the first time, he felt an unprecedented anticipation for the

Benjamin waited by the roadside in his car, his heart hammering against his ribs.The moment he saw her, it was as if a thousand pear trees had blossomed simultaneously in the dead of winter. The four long, agonizing months of waiting had stripped his soul bare, making him realize just how much he truly loved her.He gazed at her face—she was thinner now, her features sharper—and a sudden, sharp pang of guilt pierced his heart.It had been two months since he first learned she was alive. At the height of his suicidal despair, he had received a call. Her voice, though weak, had been unmistakable: "Benjamin, I survived. Wait for me for two months."Then, she had vanished again, leaving him in a vacuum of silence until last night. "Benjamin, come to the airport tomorrow."He had suppressed the tidal wave of excitement and joy, his voice trembling as he asked, "Wife, what time?"He had missed her to the point of madness, but he had forced himself to be patient."Four o’clock," she had sai

When Howard’s eyes fell upon Amanda, a flicker of light finally pierced through the hollow, dead vacuum of his gaze."Amanda..." He breathed her name in shock. It was as if his own stopped heart had suddenly begun to beat, one agonizing throb at a time.Amanda took a sharp step back, her expression tightening into a mask of ice. Without a single word, she turned and walked in the opposite direction. She had nothing—absolutely nothing—to say to Howard.Benjamin stayed close to her side, his presence a silent, towering warning. He didn't acknowledge Howard either.Howard stood paralyzed, watching her retreating back. She was thinner than before, but she moved with a cold, regal authority that commanded the room. She looked every bit the high-and-mighty queen.Then, his pupils constricted with a sudden tremor. He saw the bundle in her arms."A child..." Desperate and lost, he began to follow them like a ghost.Amanda and Benjamin entered the high-end baby boutique on the first floor. How

The news of Amanda’s return reached Barry’s ears like a thunderclap.At that moment, he was playing with his son. Joanna had given him a healthy, intelligent boy, and for a while, Barry had tasted the simple joy of fatherhood. But the second he heard Amanda was alive, his heart felt like it had been struck by a hammer.He had always felt that Amanda was a woman blessed by the heavens themselves. Time and again, she cheated death."Barry! What are you doing? The baby is spitting up!"Barry snapped back to reality and grabbed a tissue to clean the infant. Joanna, who had regained her perfect figure through sheer discipline, watched him with a knowing look."You’re thinking about Amanda," she stated. There was no jealousy in her voice—only a cold, analytical clarity.Barry admitted it freely. "I’m thinking about how much luck she has. A fire couldn't kill her years ago, and the flooding Cindale River couldn't drown her now."Joanna smiled. "You don't actually want her dead, do you? Becau

It had been four months. For four long months, Brad had not seen a trace of Tara.At first, he thought he could handle the distance, but gradually, he realized that the quiet girl had taken root in his heart. Every night before sleep, he found himself dissecting their relationship. Tara had been running away from him, and he had been chasing her relentlessly.He had wanted to give her space. After their last conversation, she had asked for time to think. He gave her that time, but then she vanished. No one knew where she was—except Amanda.The moment he returned from a business trip and heard Amanda was back, he had rushed over without stopping to breathe.Amanda’s eyes flickered with a trace of anxiety. "I haven't had any news of her for a month either."She, too, was searching for Tara.Brad’s breath hitched, a sharp pain radiating through his chest. "Tell me. Where exactly did she go?" his voice rasped with frantic urgency.Amanda sat down, cradling little Charles. "I sent her to t