Lahat ng Kabanata ng His Unwanted Witness : Kabanata 1 - Kabanata 10

Isabella dragged her legs along the dusty road, her ruined school shoes flapping at the back. Every step made a squeak that annoyed her, but she was too tired to care. Her school uniform was almost torn, the hem fraying, and the collar so worn it barely sat straight anymore.Her eyes stung from lack of sleep. She had been awake since 1 a.m., scrubbing floors, washing clothes, and running endless errands for her wicked stepmother. By the time the sun came up, Isabella’s body felt like it had been beaten. Her arms ached, her head throbbed, and she could barely keep her eyes open.“Ah… fuck,” she muttered under her breath, tugging her old school bag higher on her shoulder.She didn’t even want to go to school. What was the point? She was too tired to even think straight. But sitting at home wasn’t an option. They’d never let her rest, not under that roof.As she shuffled into Willow Street, something strange caught her attention. A small LED TV was mounted on a pole by God knows who, fli

The moment Isabella entered her room, she shut the door behind her and walked towards bed and collapsed face-first onto the bed. Her whole body trembled. Her chest rose and fell as if she couldn’t get enough air.Her throat tightened, and then the tears came hot and uncontrollable. She buried her face in the pillow, muffling the sound of her sobs, but they still broke through, raw and uneven.Her shoulders shook as she cried harder. She pressed her fists into the sheets, her nails digging into the fabric as if it could anchor her to something.She cried until her voice grew hoarse, until her eyes burned like fire. Each breath came out in sharp gasps. Why does it always have to be me?Exhaustion eventually pulled her under. Her sobs quieted, her wet lashes sticking together as her eyes finally closed. She drifted into a restless, broken sleep.The sound of shattering glass jolted her awake. Her heart jumped painfully in her chest. She sat upright, wide-eyed. The room was dim now, pain

The taxi rolled to a stop in front of Rosewood Orphanage, the old brick walls standing just as Isabella remembered. Her chest tightened with both fear and relief—after all these years, she was finally back.Before she could even steady herself to step out, the front doors flew open. Lilian came rushing out, her long hair flying, her eyes wide with joy.“Isabella!” she cried. Without slowing down, she threw herself into Isabella’s arms, hugging her so tightly Isabella almost lost her breath.“I’ve missed you, sis,” Lilian whispered, her voice trembling with emotion.Isabella smiled softly, gently pulling away to turn and pay the taxi driver. The car drove off, leaving behind the dusty road and the smell of old memories. She hugged Lilian again, this time holding her just as tight.“I missed you too.”Lilian took hold of the suitcase immediately, refusing to let Isabella carry it. Together they walked inside, and the moment the children saw her, they swarmed around.“Welcome back, Isabe

Lilian’s mother, Vivienne Sinclair, quickly stepped forward, her voice calm but firm. “Girls, Seraphina has always been spoiled. You shouldn’t mind her,” she said, glancing at Lilian’s younger sister, Seraphina, who had just stormed out, huffing in frustration.Isadora nodded silently and went to help carry their bags. Alessandro’s gaze followed Isabella as she smiled faintly, a mixture of relief and quiet defiance.Once inside, Isadora led them to her room. Her face lit up as she opened the door.“Welcome, sisters,” she said warmly.Lilian looked at her, frowning. “Is this the room you stay in?”Isadora nodded. “Yes. It might be small, but I like it.”Lilian’s eyes darkened. “Mom and Dad maltreating you?” she asked bluntly.Isadora tried to answer but couldn’t find words.Lilian stepped closer. “I’m sorry. I’ll apologize on their behalf.” She hugged Isadora tightly.Isadora couldn’t hold back her tears and began crying. Lilian held her, whispering, “I’ll set things right.”The three

Matteo’s voice cut through the silence like a blade.“Do you really think I won’t hurt you just because you’re my daughter?” he asked, his eyes fixed coldly on Lilian.Lilian let out a dry chuckle. “Really?”Without answering, Matteo reached out and pulled Sophia closer to him. He rested a hand on her shoulder with mock affection.“You see, she’s a wonderful daughter. Just like Seraphina. They understand what family business means.” His tone hardened. “Your emotions aren’t needed in family business, Lilian. If you want something to work, you must keep your feelings out of it.”He paused, straightening his suit jacket.“As for school, I’ll approve it. You’ll all go. But Lilian—” his gaze sharpened, “I’ve already made a very good match for you.”Lilian narrowed her eyes. “Is that supposed to be a joke?”Vivienne quickly rushed to her side, grasping her hand as though to soften the blow.“Come now, girl. Riccardo is a very good kid.”Lilian pulled her hand back slightly. “Who’s Riccardo?