All Chapters of His Hidden Game: Chapter 101 - Chapter 107

Violet’s lips parted, but her throat felt sealed shut. Not a single sound came out.I can’t accept this child.Julian’s words kept looping in her head, over and over, trapping her thoughts in place. For a split second she’d been lifted to the peak of something bright and hopeful—only to be dropped straight into free fall. She’d barely had time to steady herself, to wrap her mind around this new life growing inside her, to tell herself she could accept it… and then, almost immediately, he rejected it.She never—never—imagined this would be his reaction.If he hadn’t confessed his feelings, if there hadn’t been that moment where their hearts finally seemed to line up, it would’ve hurt less. If this had all just been her one-sided fantasy, she could’ve swallowed it. But he’d said he liked her. He’d said it clearly. So how could someone who liked her refuse their baby? She couldn’t make sense of it at all.Violet pulled her hand free from his grip.Julian froze, his hand suspended in mi

Violet had no idea how long she’d been asleep. When she opened her eyes, the lights in the room had already been dimmed to their lowest setting. Her gaze drifted toward the window—outside, the sky looked even darker than before, the trees reduced to nothing but blurred silhouettes.“Awake?” Josef’s voice came from beside her, rough and hoarse with fatigue.“Grandpa?” Violet turned her head, only then realizing he’d been keeping watch by her bed the whole time. The clock on the wall pointed to three—it was already past midnight. How long had he been sitting there?“Why haven’t you gone to sleep?” she asked, shifting her shoulders slightly. She’d been lying flat for far too long; even the softest, most expensive mattress couldn’t save her from the stiffness now settling into her body.The moment she moved, Josef pressed the button on the electric bed, adjusting it so she could sit back comfortably. Then he reached for the bedside phone, dialed, and gave a brief instruction. “Send some f

By three in the afternoon, as the sunlight began drifting west, a sudden rush of hurried footsteps broke the stillness inside a hotel suite in the city. Someone ran up to a bedroom door and knocked urgently.“Boss—Violet and Josef just left their house by car. They’ve entered the highway and seem to be heading toward the airport.”Julian, who’d been lying on the bed, snapped his eyes open and sat straight up. “Come in.”His head throbbed dully. He hadn’t really slept. He’d waited outside Josef’s house all night, but Violet still refused to see him. Only the butler had come out once to tell him she was safe.It wasn’t until around eight in the morning that he finally took Craig’s advice and returned to the hotel to rest for a bit—but his heavy state of mind kept him from falling into deep sleep. He’d wake less than half an hour after closing his eyes, over and over again, drifting in and out.Later, he got up, dealt with some work, had lunch, and only then tried to sleep again.Maybe h

Lydia’s eyes lit up. He’d finally come.Julian had just stepped out of the elevator, about ten meters away from her. She called his name, but he didn’t react at all—still focused on shrugging off his coat and handing it to the attendant, his gaze fixed anxiously ahead, as if he were so absorbed in whatever he was searching for that he hadn’t heard her.Lydia immediately hurried after him, then remembered the shadow glued to her back. She snapped sharply, “Stay right here. I need to say a few words to Julian.”“Sorry, I have to stay with you,” the bodyguard insisted.“I’m talking business!” Lydia shot back, righteous and indignant. “Do you understand what business confidentiality is?”“But—”