All Chapters of 2 Lusts Can Make A Right : Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

MadelynThe pain hit before I even opened my eyes.It came sharp and low, ripping through my lower abdomen like someone had grabbed something inside me and twisted hard without warning. My breath left my body in a shaky rush, and I curled instinctively, knees drawing up, hand pressing down as if I could physically hold whatever was tearing apart in place. I stayed like that for a moment, forehead against the pillow, listening to my own breathing sound too loud in my ears.“Not now,” I muttered hoarsely. “Please, not now.”The pain eased just enough for me to move, but it didn’t disappear. It stayed there, pulsing, reminding me it existed. I rolled onto my back slowly and stared at the ceiling, blinking until the room stopped spinning. The clock on my bedside table glowed faintly. Morning. Of course it was morning. My body always had the worst timing.I swung my legs off the bed carefully, testing my weight like I didn’t trust myself. When I stood, another wave rolled through me and I

DominicMy investigator sat across from me, quiet, his hands folded, his eyes not meeting mine.“It’s conclusive,” he said.I nodded once, slow, like my neck needed time to accept the instruction my brain was giving it. My chest felt tight, not painful, just heavy, like something had settled there and decided to stay.“So?” I asked, even though I already knew.He slid the folder toward me. I didn’t open it immediately. I stared at the edge of the paper, the neatness of it, how ordinary it looked for something that had the power to ruin so much.“The child isn’t yours,” he said. “There’s no room for doubt.”For a second, I couldn't breathe. Then it hit, sharp and sudden, like air rushing back into lungs that had been underwater too long.I let out a breath I didn’t realize I’d been holding and rubbed a hand down my face. My palm came away damp. Sweat, maybe. Or just the weight of everything I had swallowed these past months finally finding a way out.Not mine.I should have felt victor

DominicI drove home to pick up a few things, then notified Leana to leave with her son before I got back. I was going to get my wife back. But she walked in just then, I had left her at the hotel room earlier… She got here faster than expected.I brushed past her without a word, it was closure for us.The moment I slammed the door behind me, the sound of it echoing in the apartment, I felt every nerve in my body on fire. My hands shook, my chest burned, and my jaw ached from clenching. Leana had that smug little look on her face as if she knew I had just realized the depth of her lies. As if she thrived on watching me unravel.I didn’t even wait to argue. I stomped down the stairs, two at a time, my boots slamming against the concrete. The city felt louder than usual, horns blaring, people shouting, the wind whipping past me like it was trying to shake me down. “Watch it,” I growled, my voice hoarse.I jumped into my car, slammed the door, and the engine roared to life. My hands gri

MadelynLilian arrived not long after I had settled into the stiff plastic chair outside the operating room, I heard her before I saw her, her voice breaking somewhere between the elevator and the hallway, calling Dominic’s name as if he could hear her through walls and machines. When I looked up, my chest tightened because Leana was right beside her, holding her arm like she belonged there, like this was her place to stand. Her son in the nanny's hand who's walking a little behind them.Leana’s eyes met mine and held. There was no shock there, no question, just a sharp look that cut straight through me, like she had been waiting to find me here and was almost satisfied that I was looking miserable. I stood up immediately, my legs moving before my mind could catch up, because suddenly I felt like I needed to explain myself even though I had done nothing wrong. Lilian reached me first, collapsing into my arms with a sob that shook both of us, and for a moment Leana disappeared from my

MadelynThe TV flickered in the corner of the company reception, a soft glow against the polished marble. I didn’t mean to look, but there he was. Dominic, smiling with Leana on his arm, cameras flashing around them, laughing like the world belonged to them both. My stomach twisted.I gripped my bag strap tighter, the leather cutting into my palm. His suit was perfect, his hair slicked back, his hand resting lightly on hers as if she had always belonged there, it must be an old clip. The way he laughed made my chest ache. I leaned against the reception counter, trying not to draw attention. Everyone else ignored the screen. To them, this was just another story about a celebrity and a business guru; to me, it was the brutal reminder that the man who used to know me, who I had held through unconscious nights, didn’t remember me at all, and he looked so completely fine.I sank into the stiff reception chair, ignoring the clerk’s glance. The room smelled faintly of brewed coffee and print