All Chapters of Abandoned By My Mate : Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

She couldn’t believe her eyes. She tried to pinch herself to check if she was dreaming, but no, she wasn’t. It was all really happening.“No.""No.""No,” Clara kept whispering in intervals. Her voice cracked deeper each time, dry from the long periods of sobbing. She sat curled up in the backseat of the cab, her phone still placed tightly in her hand. Her eyes were red, and her face looked drawn from tears, her whole body hung low as though the weight of the world had been dropped on her shoulders.From the front mirror, the driver’s gaze kept shifting to her. He was genuinely concerned as he hadn't seen someone this sad and disturbed at the same time, he slowed the vehicle down before pulling it to a complete stop a few meters from Jace's place. He turned, resting an arm against the seat. “Miss, what’s the matter? Are you alright?”Clara didn’t respond, more tears just spilled down her cheeks. Her chest looked stressed as she shook her head again and again.“No, it’s not possible.

They both knew what she meant. They knew what Jace had gotten himself into, and painfully, there seemed to be no way out again.The room was thick with silence after Linda had gone. Jace still lay on the bed with his mind stuffed up, his fists clenched and unclenched over the sheets. Bernard stood a short distance away with the paper still in his hand, but his expression remained unreadable. For a long moment, the two men simply stood there, neither saying a word, letting the silence between them remain.Finally, Bernard stepped closer. “You shouldn’t let this bother you too much.”Jace let out a bitter laugh, one certainly not backed with humour. “How can I not? Bernard, I don’t believe that child is mine, I can’t believe it.”Bernard did not respond right away. He simply studied Jace, his eyes, still sharp despite his age, searched for something in the young man’s face. Then, slowly, he gave a single nod. “I believe you.”Jace’s head turned, his eyes snapped up in surprise. “Really

Jace didn’t know what to think. He had still been trying to process everything Marla had said to him earlier when she brought up this, now. All he could think about was what she wanted to show him.“What's it you want to show me, though?” He asked again.Marla smiled faintly. “It’s a surprise, but I think you’ll like it.”He fell silent after that, curiosity taking over the best part of him as he didn’t press her further. Marla stood and gave a small nod, gesturing towards the door before moving.Jace hesitated only for a second before nodding back, he knew he could trust Marla with his life. So he rose and followed her.As they walked, she glanced back at him. “You’re already as strong as ever.”“The medicine is working like a charm,” Jace admitted.Marla chuckled softly. “It was the same for your father.”Jace’s steps faltered, he looked down at her but didn’t reply, his throat tightening at the memory.They continued down the long corridor, past familiar doors, till Marla stopped

By the time he packed up everything and placed the pictures and drive where they belonged, the morning sun had already risen, shining brightly through the tall windows of the large room. The bright light spilled across the floor. Jace had returned everything back into its place, everything but one, the necklace remained around his neck. His little sign to remember them, and never forget her message.He stood in the middle of the room for a moment, silent, simply taking it in again. Every corner, every memory remained around him. He let his eyes rest on the bed, the dresser, the walls that had witnessed so much.“I’ll come back,” he whispered under his breath. “And not alone.”With that vow, he turned and stepped out, shutting the door firmly and locking it behind him. His footsteps echoed in the quiet hall as he made his way towards the main part of the mansion.The moment he stepped out from the hallway, he nearly collided with Bernard. The old man’s sudden appearance made him take

Excitedly, she jumped and wrapped her arms around him, an act that took him completely by surprise, one he hadn’t felt in years. Peter froze for a second and two, his facial expression looked frozen with shock as Eliana bounced lightly on the bed, her arms locked around the back of his neck. Her laughter was warm, playful, almost too beautiful for the heaviness circling his thoughts at the moment.When she finally pulled back, she gave his shoulder a light slap. “Honestly, Peter,” she teased, her lips forming a playful smirk, “you don’t have to be so stiff around me all the time.”He blinked at her. His face went back to an expressionless stare, but this time, beneath the mask, his thoughts flew wildly. He didn’t want to lose her, not to death, not to fate, and most certainly not to Blackwood. The risk clawed at his conscience every time he gave it a thought, threatening to go back on everything.As though she could read his thoughts, Eliana leaned in and, without warning, pressed h