All Chapters of Love I tried to Hide: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

Seeing the anger burning in his eyes, Tyrra froze. This wasn’t what she had expected. After last night, she thought things would be lighter between them, even if complicated.What was wrong? Was it the phone call? Had he found out about her relationship with Flavier? Or was it about Samantha?She shook her head inwardly. It couldn’t be Samantha, her mom knew about her, but no one else did. So it had to be Flavier. Her chest tightened.“I’m sorry. I would have told you, but I was scared… if I did, you wouldn’t, ” she stammered.“I wouldn’t what?” he snapped, his voice sharp, tinged with fury at her hesitation.“I bared my heart to you. I told you it had to be off the record, between us. Why would you ever divulge such information to the public?” Lemar’s voice was bitter, laced with hurt.Tyrra’s brows furrowed in confusion. “Divulge what information? Wh

Instead of going to the hotel, Lemar asked his driver to take him home. He needed to see his parents and apologize properly, he had wronged them deeply.As he sat in the car, staring out the window, he couldn’t shake the hurt and disappointment in his mother’s voice that lingered in his mind. Not once had he given them any reason to feel this way, yet here he was, all because he had been too trusting.His phone started ringing, and he sighed when he saw Flavier’s name. Flavier had been calling all morning, he knew it was about the news.Reluctantly, Lemar answered. He stayed silent for a moment, waiting.“Rek? What’s wrong? You haven’t answered my calls all morning. Are you okay? I saw the news,” Flavier said, concern clear in his voice, just as Lemar expected.“I’m more worried about my parents than myself,” Lemar admitted, voice heavy with exhaustion.“I was with them earlie

Tyrra paused at the gate of her father’s house, nostalgia tugging at her chest. Six years had passed since she’d walked away from this place, yet standing here now, the flood of memories was overwhelming.She remembered the laughter, the warmth, the small moments that had once made this house a home. But woven into those memories was Grace, smiling, smug, always there. The thought of seeing her again soured Tyrra’s mood. That sly bitch. She clenched her jaw, silently promising herself to keep her distance. Losing her temper tonight was not an option.Inside, the familiar scent of the living room wrapped around her. The decorations for the anniversary party brightened the space, but underneath, nothing had really changed. A strange pang struck her, half comfort, half sadness.From the backyard came the muffled beat of music and the chatter of guests. She followed the sound, steadying her breathing. But the moment she stepped outside, her eyes be

Lemar had thought Tyrra’s name sounded familiar when he first heard it, and now he knew exactly why.Why hadn’t she told him about her connection to Flavier? Was that why she kept trying to stay away from him? Why hadn’t he noticed it sooner, when Flavier first asked about her, or when he saw the cold way they greeted each other in his office?His jaw tightened as he glanced at Flavier.Flavier, sensing the weight of his piercing blue eyes, gave him an uneasy, apologetic look. Lemar only returned a hard stare that promised they would talk later.Meanwhile, Tyrra pulled herself together after the shock of Grace’s theatrics. She quickly caught on to her sister’s plan. Grace wanted her ruined, wanted to paint her as the cruel one. Tyrra could already hear the whispers spreading among the guests, the murmurs about how she ran off on her wedding morning.If she defended herself, it would only make things worse. So she chose ano

Tyrra sighed as she stepped into the house and saw that Samantha was already asleep.Longing for comfort after the chaos of the evening, she slipped quietly into her daughter’s room and sat at the edge of the bed, watching Samantha’s small, peaceful face. But even as she looked at her, all Tyrra could see in her mind was Lemar’s expression earlier, his voice when he said he couldn’t stand to see her treated that way.Her stomach twisted. He had seen everything between her and her father. She cringed at the thought.Who was he to judge her father, though? Hadn’t Lemar treated her just as harshly before?Her eyes narrowed as another thought struck her. When had he arrived at the party? Why had he even been there? He hated public gatherings. Had he grown close to her family while she was away? Or had Flavier and Grace brought him there on purpose?Was that why Grace had pressed her to come? Had she staged the whole scene