All Chapters of HIS MOST WANTED KARMA: Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

“I’m tired of my son seeing me only as a good stepfather,” Judge said, as his jaw tightened. “You told me you needed time, Susan. Is it when I die that you’ll tell Bryan the truth? This has taken far too long.”Susan froze mid-step, her bag still dangling from her shoulder. Whenever he called her by her first name, she knew things were serious. Judge was not a man to anger easily, but today was different.She carefully set her bag down on the chair and turned to face him. “I know you’ve been patient all these years,” she began softly. “But the important thing is Bryan recognizes you as his only father. Telling him the truth will break him, Judge. It will shatter everything he believes in. Please, let things remain as they are.”“Nonsense!” He suddenly roared, slamming both palms hard on the table. The sound leaves an echo behind. “Absolute nonsense! My son deserves the truth. I don’t want him thinking Dave is his biological father.” His eyes burned into hers. “You have two weeks, Susa

Lucas carried Alicia. Some workers came out after hearing the noise. They were whispering to themselves.Alicia looked at Becky and gave a small, wicked smirk. Becky stood there, shocked. Alicia’s words came back to her: “If I want Lucas, I will take him from you.”He took Alicia to her office and helped her sit.“We need to sue this building,” he said. “What carelessness. What if something had happened to you?”Alicia smiled a little. “Nothing happened. It stopped in time. You’re here for the meeting.”Before Lucas could answer, Becky pushed the door and stepped in.“Have you gone out of your mind, Lucas? I am your wife,” she shouted. “You know I am claustrophobic. Do you know how relieved I was when I saw you… And you went for her?”She pointed at Alicia. She stood and faced her.“I don’t want a triangle,” Alicia said. “So tell me, Lucas. Who should it be, me or her? I will respect your decision and stick to it.”Becky turned to Lucas, swallowing so hard.He walked to Alicia and hel

Bryan closed his eyes for a second, hoping this was some kind of dream. But when he opened them again, she was still standing there. Olivia.He glanced at his phone on the table, then back at her, disbelief all over his face. “What are you doing here? How did you even find me? And what exactly are you doing here at this time?”She stayed quiet for almost a full minute, blinking fast as if she was forcing the words out. Finally, her voice came low and shaky. “I wouldn’t have come if it weren’t serious. Our daughter is sick. She needs urgent surgery. I have tried every other option, Bryan. You are the only one left. That’s why I brought her to this city for the surgery.”Rebecca gasped. Bryan’s head turned sharply; he had forgotten she was still standing there. She lowered her eyes immediately. “Sorry, sir,” she whispered and rushed back inside, leaving the tension between Bryan and Olivia.He let out a cold laugh, shaking his head. “Our daughter? Is that how shameless you’ve become?

“Wow! How is she?”That wasn’t the question Bryan expected from Alicia. But he answered, “She is fine, but I can’t say the same for her emotions. I think you should know what I found.”And right there in the garden, he told her everything, the truth about Olivia’s disappearance, his mother’s involvement, and the little girl lying in a hospital bed waiting for surgery.Alicia folded her hands, listening quietly. “If I hear you right,” she said slowly, “you have a 5-year-old daughter who looks like you, and her surgery is tomorrow.”He nodded.“That is a lot to consume,” she said, trying not to act surprised. “It must be hard for you.”Bryan blinked at her. Again, that wasn’t the reaction he expected. No flare-up, no anger, she was just too relaxed. “You’re not angry? Mad? Or something?”“Should I be?” she asked. “Does it change anything? It was bound to happen sooner or later, and I’m glad you finally got closure. She didn’t leave you after all. She was forced to. So yes, I understand.

“Thank God, you are okay. I am so sorry, Ma.”Alicia stood by the hospital bed, her palms damp with sweat. She had been holding her breath ever since the doctors wheeled the woman in. For a moment, back on the road, when the body collapsed against her bonnet, she thought she had killed someone.But the doctor’s words just minutes ago had come as a relief: She’s fine. She can be discharged.The woman lay against the pillows. The way she glared at Alicia made her want to shrink into the floor.“Would you have been sorry,” the woman said coldly, “if you had rendered me crippled? Or worse, dead?”Alicia’s lips trembled. She wanted to speak, but the woman raised her voice again.“Does saying sorry to me take away the pain I’m in right now?”Alicia flinched. Her hands went up to her ears instinctively, a gesture of shame. “I know, sorry doesn’t change anything. But I am sorry. Please, see it as an honest mistake from your daughter.”The woman snapped her head to the side and cut her off wit