All Chapters of Of Lost Loves and Heartbreaks: Chapter 1 - Chapter 9

"Annie, I'm sorry. Marina twisted her ankle. Let's postpone the marriage registration."Bertrand Callum bailed on me with just one phone call from his secretary, Marina Ellison.The light of hope in my eyes dimmed instantly.It was happening again.I couldn't even recall when it started, when anything concerning Marina began to take priority over me.Even something as important as registering our marriage…I had become the one left behind.I found a spot to sit and waited for a long time.Sure enough, Marina updated her social media again.Her caption read: [Accidentally sprained my ankle. Boss brought me to the hospital.]The photo only showed a blurred figure from behind.But I recognized the familiar style of his coat and the faint outline of his limited-edition watch. The man tending to Marina was none other than my fiancé, Bertrand.Just then, a scheduled notification popped up, reminding me of the trip I'd spent so long planning.Only then did I realize Bertrand had al

With my baby's ashes in tow, I saw breathtaking landscapes I'd never witnessed before.It wasn't until George Halloway, a photography enthusiast, approached me that I broke out of my silence."Is that someone you lost?" he asked gently. "You look heartbroken."He handed me a photo he had just taken. In it, I was sitting with the urn in my arms, gazing into the distance.I forced a faint smile. "That's… my unborn child."George's expression softened with apology. "Then I'm sure they'd be happy you brought them to a place like this."My eyes flickered. "Do you think so?""Of course. You brought them somewhere so beautiful, didn't you?"Encouraged by George, I began to appreciate Acreatic's stunning scenery. His photography was exceptional. He took countless pictures for me."These," he said, "can be little keepsakes… for your unborn child."I looked at the breathtaking views and felt my heart slowly opening.But Marina still hadn't learned to leave me alone.Just like before,

"I think you need to calm down, Annie. Let's talk again once you've had time to cool off."Bertrand stared at me, stunned. Despair and sorrow flickered in his eyes. Then, without another word, he turned and fled.I collapsed onto the bed, empty and numb. I didn't notice that the door hadn't fully closed behind him.That night, two men broke in and kidnapped me."You'd better behave," one of them growled.A cold blade pressed against my skin, sending a violent shiver down my spine."I won't scream," I whispered, trembling. "You don't have to—"A sharp pain shot through my neck. Darkness consumed me before I could finish my sentence.When I woke up, my limbs were tightly bound. I was in an empty and unfamiliar warehouse. There was only one other person—Marina.She opened her eyes and immediately panicked as she took in the scene. "Wh-what's going on? Where am I?"It was clear she had no idea why she'd been kidnapped. But I did.Bertrand's rise to power had earned him more than

I looked into George's puppy-dog eyes, full of pleading, and slowly shook my head."No, George. Let the world believe Annie is dead."My father had passed away three years ago from an illness. That was part of why I kept compromising with Bertrand for so long. But the moment he abandoned me, I'd already stopped thinking about going back."Alright!"And just like that, I returned home with him.George treated me with genuine care. He never hid our relationship the way Bertrand once did.Everyone knew he was pursuing me. His friends respected me deeply, and under his encouragement, I learned many new things.Time passed quickly.A year later, Bertrand suddenly sent me a photo.[Look, I brought new flowers for Noan.]Memories I had tried so hard to bury surged back like a tide. As I stared at the headstone in the photo, my eyes grew wet despite myself."George," I said softly, "can I go back to see Noan?""Of course," he replied. "You're Noan's mother. You have every right to

"Did you hear about that lawyer, Bertrand Callum? He killed someone. They say it was his secretary.""Oh my god, that's terrifying..."The bridal shop employees, who had taken a liking to me, whispered among themselves.I never imagined Bertrand would go down such a dark path."Good thing he was foolish enough to let you go. Otherwise, I'd never have met someone as amazing as you, Annie."George grinned smugly and, true to form, posted a photo collage on social media to show me off.That night, George's phone buzzed nonstop.Curious, I glanced at the screen, and to my surprise, the sender was Bertrand.I scrolled up.To my shock, George had sent Bertrand dozens of photos of me, each captioned with something more outrageous than the last.[My darling Annie went shopping with me today. She's head over heels for me.][She gave me a handmade gift for my birthday.][Annie packed me a heart-shaped lunch...]Reading his childish captions, I couldn't help but let out a laugh.Geo