All Chapters of Left by My Fiancé, Loved by His Uncle: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

As they walked out of the house, Nathaniel took one last look at Madeline before opening the car door. “You know,” he said quietly, “I think today will be a good start for both of us.” Madeline looked at him and smiled warmly. “I think so too.” The morning air was still soft when they stepped outside. The sun was only halfway up, casting a golden glow through the large windows. Birds chirped in the trees in the front yard, and the faint aroma of coffee from the kitchen lingered as if heralding a new beginning.  Madeline held her small bag in one hand, while Nathaniel walked beside her, pressing the car key until a soft click could be heard in the distance. Although not many words were exchanged, the atmosphere between them felt light, no longer as awkward as before. Nathaniel watched her out of the corner of his eye. There was something about the way Madeline

When the meeting room door shut, stillness took over the air. Just the soft ticking͏ of the wall clock could be heard, like it counted every second that passed.Sonia stayed in her seat, working to relax. During the meeting, her gaze kept going back to Madeline. She was elegant and calm, speaking in a way that drew attention. It wasn't only since she was Nathaniel's wife but also because of how she held herself like she had been there forever Madeline, on the other hand, was quietly collecting the papers she had just shown. She did this without noticing the sneaky looks aimed at her. Some held respect, while others showed criticism. The business world had always been like that - and Madeline was more than prepared for itNathaniel shut the file in front of him and gazed at the unsure directors.“I think all teams should change to the new rules that are approved,” he said sharply. His look was strong, no one tried to argue. “Starting next week, the General Manager will directly watch

Madeline continued, her tone calm. “But now I think maybe it’s not about becoming whole again. Maybe it’s about learning to live with the pieces that are left and turning them into something new.”Nathaniel smiled faintly, stopping beside the desk. “You always have a way of making complicated things sound beautiful,” he said quietly. Madeline let out a small huff. “That’s because I don’t have much choice but to try and understand them.”She turned fully toward him, meeting his gaze. There was a long pause between them, a distance that wasn’t entirely physical. “And you?” Madeline asked suddenly. “You look like someone who knows exactly what he wants. But… is that really true?”The question made Nathaniel fall silent for a moment. He looked out the window, toward the city slowly brightening under the morning light. “Maybe not,” he

Madeline frowned. She was certain it hadn’t been there before. Her hand trembled slightly as she picked it up and unfolded the delicate piece of paper inside.The handwriting was elegant, but the message chilled her blood, “Stop digging, or you’ll lose more than just your career.”Madeline stared at the note for a long time. There was no signature, no clue of who had sent it. But the style of the writing felt familiar, too polished, too confident. Sonia. No one else would dare write her a message like that, except someone who knew she was getting too close to something big.Her heartbeat quickened, but she forced herself not to panic. The meaning of the note was clear, Sonia suspected something. But sending a threat? That was reckless. And in Madeline’s world, a mistake like that could become a turning point.She looked at the note once more before folding it back and locking it inside her drawer. Her gaze harden

Sonia stormed out of the ARS Company building, a cardboard box clutched tightly in her arms, filled with the personal belongings she had just cleared from her desk. Her hair was a mess, her lipstick slightly smeared her face with a mixture of anger, fear, and despair. As she walked down the corridor, whispers followed her, but Sonia didn’t care. There was only one thing on her mind Ethan.The late afternoon air felt heavy as Sonia stepped through the main doors of ARS Corporation. The sun was dipping westward, casting golden light across the glass façade of the towering building, the very place that had once symbolized her pride, and now, the place that had swallowed her whole.Her hands trembled as she tried to balance the box. Inside were fragments of her career achievement photos, her favorite coffee mug, and a plaque that had once filled her with pride. Now, they felt like mockery.Her heels clicked sharply against the marble floor, echoing thro