Semua Bab HE LEFT ME FOR MY STEPSISTER, I MOVED ON TO THE NEXT: Bab 301 - Bab 310

Chapter 301 He leaned forward, taking it from my fingers slowly, his lips brushing my skin on purpose. “Mr Cain,” Lucian said, pretending to clear his throat. “This is a family-friendly jet.” Carmen laughed. “Barely.” Nathan winked at me. “I behave when necessary.” We all took turns feeding each other, laughing, teasing, sharing bites. It felt warm. Normal. Like a family celebrating something beautiful. Lucian lifted his glass. “To new beginnings,” he said. “To love that survived storms.” Carmen lifted hers too. “To our families. To our babies. To healing.” Nathan raised his. “To the women who made us better men.” I swallowed hard, emotion rising in my chest. I lifted my glass. “To happiness. Real, hard-earned happiness.” Our glasses clinked softly. And in that moment, surrounded by love, laughter, and hope, I felt something deep and powerful settle in my soul. For the first time in a long time… The future didn’t scare me. It excited me. And as Nathan

Chapter 303My heart pounded so violently I thought I might pass out before I even touched a single control...............Behind me, I could hear panicked murmurs from the cabin. Someone praying under their breath. Someone crying softly. The muffled sound of fear pressed in on me from all sides.Lucian’s hand closed around my arm, firm and desperate. “Elena, look at me. You don’t have to do this.”Carmen stepped closer too, her face pale, one hand protectively over her stomach. “Please… please think about this. You don’t know how to fly a plane. If you’re not sure—”Her voice cracked.“If you can’t,” she whispered, “don’t try. We’ll figure something else out.”I wanted to listen.God, I wanted to listen.I wanted to turn around, fall into Nathan’s arms, and let someone else be brave.But there was no one else.There were no pilots.No experts.No miracle waiting in the aisle.Just me.I looked at Nathan.He didn’t grab me.He didn’t pull me back.He didn’t panic.He just met my eyes

Chapter 305 The adrenaline hadn’t fully left my body when Lucian stepped a few paces away, his phone already in his hand. His face had changed. The groom, the newlywed, the laughing man from hours ago was gone. In his place stood the son of the commissioner. The man who understood exactly what this meant. I watched him pace near the edge of the tarmac, one hand running through his hair, his jaw tight, shoulders tense. Carmen stood nearby, wrapped in Lucian’s jacket, Lucian’s eyes flicking back to her every few seconds like he needed to visually confirm she was still there. Still breathing and still safe. He lifted the phone to his ear. “Dad,” Lucian said quietly. Even from a few steps away, I could hear the shift in his voice — respect, urgency, and something painfully vulnerable. “Yes. Now.” He turned slightly, putting his back to us, but not far enough that I couldn’t see his shoulders rise and fall with controlled breaths. “There was an incident on Nathan’s jet,” he con

Chapter 307 When the cars finally stopped, my breath caught. Our suites weren’t just rooms. They were private sanctuaries carved into the cliffside. Stone archways. Warm golden lighting. Floor-to-ceiling glass overlooking the ocean. Private terraces with infinity-edge plunge pools that seemed to spill straight into the night sky. A staff member opened our door with a respectful bow. “Welcome to your private residence,” she said softly. “If there is anything you need, we are always available. Enjoy your honeymoon.” The door closed behind us. And suddenly… It was just us. Nathan and me. The silence was thick — not empty, but full. Full of everything we hadn’t processed yet. Full of everything we had survived. I set my bouquet down slowly, my fingers still shaking slightly. Nathan turned to me. Really looked at me. Not as the woman who saved a plane. Not as the bride everyone had watched. But as his wife. “You’re incredible,” he said quietly. I swallowed. “I was t

Chapter 309 She placed a hand over her stomach unconsciously. “You’re really in there,” she whispered softly, her voice full of wonder. “You came into a world that almost took us from each other.” Her reflection smiled back at her — nervous, emotional, glowing. The door behind her opened quietly. Lucian stepped in. And he stopped. Completely. For a long moment, he didn’t speak. Didn’t move. Didn’t even breathe properly. It was as if his brain needed time to catch up to what his heart was seeing. Carmen turned slowly. “Is it… too much?” she asked softly. Lucian swallowed. His eyes were glassy already. “Too much?” he repeated hoarsely. “Carmen… you look like a miracle.” She blinked, tears forming instantly. “Lucian…” He crossed the room in three long steps, stopping just inches from her — not touching yet, like he was afraid she might disappear if he moved too fast. “I’ve seen you strong,” he said quietly. “I’ve seen you broken. I’ve seen you scared. I’ve seen you fig