Lahat ng Kabanata ng What the Heart didn't Know: Kabanata 1 - Kabanata 10

It took the greatest ounce of restraint in Amelia's body which stopped her from walking across the room and wiping the smug look on Gray's face. The court proceedings were just concluded and amidst the mini chaos with reporters, paparazzi and flash lights, Gray Thompson decided to be Gray Thompson.Amelia stared at the man which crazily turned out to be her nemesis with an incredulous look on her face.She couldn't believe how poor her sister's test of men was , because why him of all people? Yikes!" Excuse me? Did I hear you correctly?" Amelia whispered in his direction as she heard something absurd.The two kept eye contact and even for a second, Amelia didn't blink.The almost bald, grumpy looking fellow just shrugged his shoulders and stared her down with detest. "Miss Amelia, you can't be a good parent to a child, especially because of your MARITAL status. Which I am sure is a result of your FAILED relationships. It's not my fault. What do you want me to do, send the poor chil

At one of the grandest decked courtroom, a little crowd stood in complete anticipation of something they never saw coming. A wedding! Amelia Hayes wedding. The clicking sound of cameras and the buzzing sound of reporters speaking in hushed tones filled the room. Amelia was the first to arrive at the courthouse. She alongside a luxurious row of vintage cars made a magnificent entrance as the cameras captured every moment. Amelia wore a red tuxedo and had her hair laid carefully on her back. Her hazel eyes held determination and something even more hidden. She looked nothing like the typical bride, but she still looked absolutely stunning.The paparazzi didn't take this juicy piece of information likely, because the headlines were already reading, " Amelia Hayes finds love." " A bride at thirty -five." " The clash of worlds."As they followed through their busy gossip, silent gasps followed as Amelia made her entrance, walking on those silhouette heels gracefully and with eleganc

The smell of antiseptic and fresh sheets hit Amelia's senses just before her eyes opened. At first, everything was a blur—the white ceiling above her, the gentle hum of the air conditioner, and the beeping of a monitor nearby. Her head throbbed, dull and persistent, like her thoughts were trying to claw their way back in. But it was the weight in her chest that bothered her the most; the painful realization that something had gone seriously wrong. She blinked slowly, letting her eyes adjust to the dim light. The room felt eerily quiet, except for the soft, steady breathing beside her. Turning her head a bit, she spotted Adrian sitting in a chair next to her bed, arms crossed, head resting against the wall. His tux jacket was gone, and he had rolled up his shirt sleeves, revealing faint scratches on his forearms. He looked wiped out. No, not just tired. More like completely spent. A wave of panic washed over her. She tried to sit up but winced at the discomfort. Every part of her fel

Since the night they exchanged vows, Adrian had transformed. Words had always escaped him, but now an added weight lingered in his silences. The air turned electric with unspoken tension every time he entered the room, charged with a watchful vigilance. He had always been attuned to his surroundings, but now his gaze would linger on Amelia, especially when he thought her attention lay elsewhere, as though he was anticipating something just beyond reach—or safeguarding a secret.Amelia was acutely aware of these changes; she observed every detail. Perched beside the expansive living room window of their estate, she wore a delicate silk blouse and relaxed trousers, her legs tucked beneath her. Sunlight filtered through the blinds, casting shimmering golden mosaics across the marble floor. Adrian slipped in quietly, cradling a steaming mug of tea—chamomile, her favorite. He set it down beside her with tender care, without uttering a sound. Startled, she glanced up.“Thanks,” she replied

Sunlight cascaded through the lofty glass panes of Amelia’s office, enveloping the space in a warm, golden embrace. The gentle illumination danced across the polished wooden floors, making them shimmer like liquid gold, while the elegant furniture gleamed. Yet, Amelia Hayes remained oblivious to this radiant spectacle.Her gaze was riveted to the envelope lying ominously on her desk.It bore no return address, no branding—only her name, inscribed in bold black ink that churned her stomach.She studied it intently, paralyzed by trepidation. Her fingers hovered uncertainly above the flap, her heartbeat echoing in her ears, drowning out the soft ticking of the clock on the wall. At last, after a deep, trembling breath, she unveiled the contents.Inside, a photograph awaited—an unguarded moment captured—of her and Nora.They were sauntering home from school, Nora's backpack slung haphazardly over one shoulder while Amelia held her tiny hand. The smile plastered on her face was slight, wea