HEIR OF PAIN のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 111 - チャプター 120

Days turned into weeks, and weeks slowly turned into months. Ryder never heard from Kellan again. No calls. No messages. No word through mutual contacts. It was as if Kellan had vanished from his life completely. The silence hurt more than any argument ever could. At the same time, Eunice never stopped feeding Dinte Deluca information. Every plan Ryder made, every strategy he discussed behind closed doors, every movement of his men—Eunice passed it on without hesitation. Each time Ryder launched an attack against Dinte, it ended in failure. Ambushes failed. Traps were avoided. Ryder’s men walked straight into danger, and many never returned. Ryder noticed the pattern, but he could not see the source. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Eunice sat in front of the mirror in her room, carefully arranging her hair. A soft hum escaped her lips as she adjusted a strand behind her ear. Her reflection looked calm, almost happy. Anyone who saw her would think she was at peace. But then a thought cross

Eunice didn’t know how long she stayed on the ground. But the moment she attempted to stand, she noticed movement at the entrance of the mansion. Her heart jumped. Ryan? She pushed herself up quickly, panic flooding her chest. If Ryan saw her , everything would be over. She turned and tried to rush upstairs. She didn’t make it far as something hard slammed into the back of her head. Pain exploded behind her eyes. Her vision blurred instantly, the hallway spinning as her body lost balance. Eunice staggered forward, her fingers scraping against the wall before her knees gave out. She collapsed to the floor, the world fading into darkness. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Eunice woke up to a pounding headache. Her vision was blurry, her body heavy, as if she had been dragged through fire. She pushed herself up slowly and groaned, clutching her head as pain shot through her skull. “You are finally awake, sleeping beauty,” Ryan said coldly. Eunice froze as she turned toward the voice and saw R

“Where the hell have you been all this while?” Ryan said as he came down the stairs. Kellan frowned deeply as he turned to face Ryder. “Maybe Ryder would explain why I had stopped coming,” Kellan said. Ryder sighed inwardly as he stared at Kellan blankly. “Where is Eunice?” Kellan asked. Ryder didn’t respond. Kellan looked from Ryder to Ryan, and without needing to be told, he understood. “You sent her out?!” Kellan yelled. “Calm down, Kellan. You need to hear the full story before you conclude,” Ryan said. Kellan nodded his head. “Alright, I am listening,” he said as he folded his arms. Ryan carefully explained everything, leaving no details aside. When Kellan heard it, he fully knew that Eunice was in the wrong, but the jealousy and anger he had toward Ryder blinded him from seeing anything wrong in her actions. “So, you decided to send her out?” Kellan said with a bitter chuckle. “I told her, didn’t I? That you are heartless and wicked.” “She betrayed him, K

“If he hadn’t sent her out that night, she would still be alive today,” Kellan said as he turned to face Arden. “Do you see reasons why you shouldn’t be with him?” Arden stared at Kellan in utter silence. The room felt tight, like the walls were closing in. Kellan’s words hung in the air as Arden’s fingers curled slowly into the bedsheet beneath him as he took a breath. “You are selfish,” Arden finally said. Kellan froze. “What?” Arden sat up straighter, his voice shaking but firm. “What kind of friend are you? You said Ryder had difficulties during the time Eunice was around. Why then did you leave him when he needed you most? And then you came back to the mansion, learned everything that happened, and blamed it all on him.” Kellan’s jaw tightened. “How selfish you are,” Arden continued, his voice rising despite himself. “You disappeared when he was drowning. Now you stand here acting like the judge.” “So what was I supposed to do?” Kellan snapped. “Smile with him aft

Arden slowly opened his eyes. He realized that he was no longer at the penthouse but inside a moving car. For a moment, he felt confused. Then he turned his head to the left and saw Ryder driving. Ryder glanced at him briefly before returning his eyes to the road. “You are awake finally,” Ryder said with a small smile. Arden rubbed his eyes and sat up properly. “Are we heading to the mansion?” Ryder nodded. As soon as Arden straightened up, his stomach growled loudly. He froze for a second, clearly embarrassed. Right. He hadn’t eaten since yesterday evening. With everything that had happened, hunger had been the last thing on his mind, but now it was impossible to ignore. Arden raised his head and looked at Ryder, who was focused on driving. Ryder’s expression was calm, but there were faint dark circles under his eyes. Should I tell him? Arden thought. Or wait until we get to the mansion and eat? He bit his lower lip and turned to face the window. Forget it. I’ll e