All Chapters of The Beautiful Wife Of Mr Rowland : Chapter 191 - Chapter 200

Two days later, at the Rowland Family Mansion“I’m full,” Emily said softly, looking at Denovon who sat beside her, feeding her patiently with his hand.Because of her injured palms, she couldn’t hold anything properly. The doctor had warned her to avoid any strain, so Denovon had taken it upon himself to feed her, even though she kept protesting like a child.“Eat some more,” he said gently, raising another spoon toward her lips. “You need to eat before taking your medicine.”“I can’t,” Emily murmured, shaking her head stubbornly. “I’ll throw up if I eat more.”Denovon sighed quietly and didn’t push further. He placed the tray aside and looked at her, his expression soft but tired.The two of them were in their room at the family mansion. After the day she was rescued, Denovon hadn’t taken her to the hospital. Instead, he had driven straight home and called the family doctor to treat her there.“How is Evelyn?” Emily asked suddenly, remembering her. She hadn’t seen Evelyn since that

Reuben opened his eyes slowly, his forehead frowning from the sharp headache pounding through his skull. He let out a deep sigh, realizing once again that he was still in the hospital. He had woken up before but had drifted back to sleep from the pain.He tried to sit up but gasped, a low groan escaping his lips as pain shot through his injured shoulder.“Damn you, Denovon,” he muttered angrily under his breath.“You’re awake. Let me help you,” a soft voice said.Reuben turned his head sharply and saw a caregiver walking toward him. His expression darkened, but he said nothing. He needed the help, even if he hated it. The woman gently supported him until he was sitting upright, then walked over to the table to pour him a glass of water.Reuben took a slow breath and glanced down...then blinked. His leg. The cuff was gone.When he’d woken earlier, his leg had been chained to the hospital bed, and two policemen had been seated in the room watching him. Now, they were gone.“Hey, what’s

"Which truth?" Old Martin Rowland asked with a frown, pretending not to understand what Reuben was saying. His hand, hidden under the table, clenched tightly. His face looked calm, but his heart was pounding fast. The way Reuben was looking at him told him that he must have already known the truth."Start talking now before I lose my patience," Reuben said sharply. He needed to hear the truth from his grandfather and know where he stood."No matter what the truth is, the fact remains that I was the eldest, and Rowland Corporation should have been mine," Old Martin Rowland said, his voice filled with regret."So it’s true," Reuben said in horror. His heart slammed into his stomach. His legs trembled, and the pain in his injured shoulder grew stronger."I may have gambled the company out of ignorance when I was young, but was that enough reason to hand it over to Gregory instead of me, the eldest?" Old Martin Rowland said, his jaw tightening. "Why always Gregory?" he added bitterly.Old

Reuben still stood there, breathing heavily, his eyes fixed on the lifeless body hanging on the tree. Old Martin Rowland’s legs dangled weakly, the evening wind swaying him slightly. Reuben didn’t blink. He didn’t even move.“You deserve it,” he muttered under his breath, his voice rough and filled with pain. “For everything you did to me,” he added coldly.He had never truly cared about Rowland Corporation or had any plan to fight Denovon. It was Old Martin Rowland who had poisoned his mind since childhood ... telling him that Grandfather Gregory stole the company, killed his father, Jeffrey, and that his mother had abandoned him after giving birth.Reuben had grown up with hatred ... hatred for Gregory, for Denovon, and even for the mother he had never known. Now, at thirty-five years old, he had just discovered that everything he believed was a lie.“Bastard!” he cursed loudly, rage burning through his veins. “I’ll burn you to ashes!” he shouted and turned to head inside to get fue

(One week later)Emily sat quietly at the back of her car, staring at her temporary bodyguard as she drove. Her eyes narrowed slightly in confusion.She couldn’t shake the strange feeling that she and her new bodyguard, Stephanie, might somehow be related.Earlier that morning, Denovon had assigned Stephanie to her since Deborah was still recovering. But the first time Emily saw her, she was stunned. They looked alike — not exactly the same, but enough to make Emily pause. Their resemblance was too close to ignore.But Denovon had assured her that there was no blood relation between them. He told her that when George first brought Stephanie to him, he had already done a DNA test ... and the result showed zero blood relationship.Some time ago, Emily had asked Denovon to help her look for her mother’s relatives. Mrs. Katherine Carter had told her that she never met any of her mother’s family, and back then, Emily had wondered if her mother even had relatives at all.Denovon had been he