When She Turns Her Back のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 971 - チャプター 980

Talia lifted her tear-streaked face and looked at Paige. "I'm just so happy you're right here in front of me."Paige gently wiped the sweat from Talia's forehead and smiled softly. "Weren't you supposed to be at the hospital keeping Henry company? What are you doing back here talking nonsense?"Talia opened her mouth to answer, but before a single word came out, a sharp bolt of pain tore through her, and she let out a strangled groan. Her body buckled, and she started to fall backward.Quentin had just stepped through the front door. He crossed the distance in two strides, caught her before she hit the ground, and scooped her up in his arms.He carried her to the couch and set her down carefully.Talia clutched at her leg, her face twisted. "It hurts..."Quentin placed his hand over the spot where she had had surgery. Even through the fabric, the warmth of his palm seeped through to her skin. And just like that, she went still.The sharp, pulsing pain in her leg seemed to fade,

Talia lost her footing and went down hard.Paige rushed to her side and reached for her arm. "Are you okay?"Talia waved her off. "I'm fine, Paige."But the bottle had struck her injured leg dead-on, and the wound felt like it was burning, ready to split open.Paige could see the pain written all over her face. She spun toward Connor, her eyes blazing. "You show up at someone else's home screaming like a lunatic, and now you're throwing things at her? What kind of man does that? You're pathetic."Connor's temper flared. He jabbed a finger at Paige. "And who the hell are you to talk to me like that? You're nothing but a pretty face that gets passed around from one CEO's bed to the next. You don't get to stand there and lecture me."Every single word was meant to cut, but Paige barely flinched. She had worked in the modeling industry long enough to have seen and heard far worse than anything Connor could throw at her.A few ugly insults from a boy throwing a tantrum were not going

Christian knew full well that Emma had misunderstood, but he didn't bother correcting her. He wanted her to start getting used to the idea of who the real Mrs. Lane at Jubilee Manor would be going forward.After hanging up, he made another call, this time, it was to Jennifer. She picked up, and Christian got straight to the point. "I'd like to come by for a visit. Is now a good time?""Sure. That's fine." Jennifer was polite enough, but the warmth that had once colored her voice was long gone.Christian could hear the coolness in it, but he let it go. "I'll be there soon."Jennifer gave a short grunt and ended the call.Before leaving the hospital, Christian made a point of pulling the doctors and nurses aside and telling them to take extra care of Nancy.By the time he arrived at Jennifer's place, she was already in the kitchen getting a head start on dinner.He had brought gifts. Nothing carefully curated, but everything was expensive.Jennifer wiped her hands on her apron wh

Emma swallowed her frustration and kept her head down. She said quietly, "Yes, Mrs. Lane."Nancy savored the sight of Emma bowing to her. It felt good.Once inside the main hall, they had barely settled in before Christian came through the door with Jennifer and Harvey.Harvey was still unsteady on his feet and moved slowly. Christian kept a firm hand under his arm, guiding him through the entrance and murmuring, "Careful, there's a step here."Jennifer walked alongside them, but there was nothing left for her to do. Christian had it handled. Nancy watched him tend to the old man, and her smile deepened.She thought back to what Christian had said at the hospital the day before, about them getting married. Her heart still raced at the memory. It wasn't the first time he had said those words, but this time seemed different. This time, she had seen something real in his eyes.This time, he actually wanted to build a life with her.After getting Harvey settled at the dining table

Talia said over the phone, "Peeling an orange for Henry."Quentin responded, "Oh, is that so? I don't think I've ever gotten the orange-peeling treatment from you." The jealousy in his voice wasn't exactly subtle.Talia pressed her lips together and let out a quiet laugh, but she didn't take the bait. Henry was leaning against the headboard, watching every flicker of her smile.The room was quiet enough that he could hear Quentin's voice coming through the phone.When Talia didn't say anything, Quentin let it go. "Alright, go keep him company. Just text me when you're home."Talia gave a soft hum and hung up. She looked up and found Henry watching her.She hesitated for just a second, then held out the peeled orange. "Here, try some."Henry took in the warmth in her expression, and something pricked at his chest that he couldn't quite name. He reached out and accepted the orange, his smile gentle. "Thank you."He ate half of it, then closed his fingers around the rest and looke