All Chapters of Married To My Best Friend; Her Blood, My Passion : Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

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Chapter 71: The Warning

EvansThe sound of that first breath was like a gunshot in the silent room. It was wet, ragged, and heavy with the effort of five years of stasis. I stood frozen, my hand still gripping the manual override lever, watching the thick white mist spill out across the floor like a ghost. The heavy steel door of the chamber swung wider, the hinges screaming in a low, metallic protest."Evans, the thermal levels are dropping too fast," Lena whispered, her voice trembling as she clutched her tablet to her chest. "We need to get her out of the cold."Hailey didn't wait for my lead. She moved before I could even draw breath, rushing into the center of the mist. She reached into the dark opening of the chamber, her hands disappearing into the fog. I saw her shoulders shake as she leaned forward, her voice a desperate, soothing murmur."I have you," Hailey cried, her voice cracking with a mixture of terror and joy. "I've got you, Nancy. Just breathe. Keep breathing."I finally found my feet and r

Chapter 72: The Brother

HaileyThe air in the living room felt like a physical weight against my chest. I could hear the crackle of the fireplace, but the heat didn't reach me. I stood at the top of the stairs for a second, watching the scene below. Evans stood in the center of the rug, his back straight, his shoulders tense like a coiled spring. Across from him, David Wilson sat in the leather chair, looking like he owned the world and everyone in it."I heard something interesting today, Evans," David said, his voice smooth and oily. "Something about a woman waking up in your basement."I didn't wait for Evans to answer. I moved down the stairs, my bare feet silent on the wood. The vibration in my shoulder was humming now, a steady, rhythmic pulse that made my vision feel incredibly sharp. I could see the tiny beads of sweat on David’s forehead despite his calm expression. I could see the way Evans’ pulse was thudding in his neck."She has a name, David," I said, stepping into the light of the fire.Both m

Chapter 73: The Ability Grows

HaileyThe house felt like it was breathing around me, every floorboard and vent carrying a secret I wasn't sure I wanted to hear. Evans had stayed in the living room to coordinate with the security teams, his face a mask of worry, but I couldn't stay there. I needed to see Nancy. I needed to understand why my world had suddenly turned into a storm of noise that didn't come from people's mouths.I walked down the quiet hallway toward the sunroom Lena had converted into a recovery suite. The air felt heavy, vibrating with a low hum that made the hair on my arms stand up. Every time I passed a maid or a guard, I felt a sharp jab in my chest—a flicker of boredom from one, a spike of sharp anxiety from another. It was like I was walking through a room full of invisible radios all playing different stations at once.I pushed the door open to Nancy’s room. The smell of antiseptic and lavender hit me first, but underneath that was the steady, calm pulse of Nancy’s presence. She was propped u

Chapter 74: The Spy

EvansThe terror in Nancy’s eyes was like a physical weight against my chest. I felt her pulse through Hailey’s hand as I stepped into the room. I didn't need to hear her words to know the air had changed. The atmosphere in the sunroom was thick, vibrating with a frequency that made the hair on the back of my neck stand up."Nancy, let go of her," I said, my voice low and steady. I was trying to keep the panic out of my own throat.Nancy didn't move. She was staring at the door as if a ghost were standing there. "He’s right there, Evans. The intention... it’s so loud. It’s like a bell ringing in my head."I didn't wait for another second. I grabbed Hailey’s waist and pulled her behind me, my eyes scanning the empty hallway. There was nothing but the soft glow of the wall sconces and the deep shadows of the Wilson estate. But I knew better than to trust my eyes. If Nancy felt it, it was real."Marcus!" I roared, my voice echoing off the marble.Within seconds, the heavy thud of combat

Chapter 75: Valarie's Threat

HaileyThe words from the phone were still ringing in my ears as I sat in my small design studio at Wilson Corporation. Evans had stayed back at the house to handle the fallout of those devices, his voice sounding like it was coming from the bottom of a deep, dark well. Monitoring my body. Tracking my heart. The thought made my skin crawl with a thousand invisible legs. I tried to focus on the sketches in front of me, but the lines blurred into jagged peaks, looking like the heart rate monitors Nancy was hooked up to.The office was mostly empty, the late evening sun casting long, orange shadows across the fabric swatches and mannequins. I heard the click of heels first. They weren't the sensible shoes of the cleaning staff or the frantic pitter-patter of an assistant. These were deliberate. Sharp. Aggressive.The door swung open, and Valarie Chen walked in. She looked perfect, as always, her hair swept back in a tight bun and a coat draped over her shoulders that probably cost more t

Chapter 76: Valarie's Secret

ValarieThe door to my apartment slammed shut, but I couldn't block out the sound of Hailey’s voice. What did she take from you, Valarie? Those words were crawling under my skin like a fever. I leaned my back against the cold wood, my lungs burning as I tried to catch my breath. My hands were shaking so violently that my keys fell to the floor with a sharp, metallic clatter.I didn't turn on the lights. I didn't want to see my own reflection in the floor to ceiling windows. I didn't want to see the expensive furniture or the designer bags that felt like lead weights around my neck. I stumbled into the living room and collapsed onto the velvet sofa, pulling my knees to my chest.Everyone looks at me and sees a shark. They see the woman who ran from her own wedding. They see the vindictive ex who wants to tear down the Wilson empire because she was passed over for a replacement. They think I want the money. They think I want the power.They have no idea.I reached into my bag and pulled

Chapter 77: The Real Enemy

EvansI stood in the center of my study, the air smelling of old paper and the sharp, metallic tang of the surveillance devices I had smashed on my desk. My hands were still shaking, but it wasn't from fear anymore. It was pure, unfiltered rage. The digital tablet in my hand flickered, reflecting the dark circles under my eyes. Marcus stood by the window, his arms crossed, his silhouette framed by the moonlight hitting the glass."Tell me everything, Marcus," I said. My voice sounded like it was being dragged over gravel. "Don't leave out a single detail. I want to know who is breathing down our necks."Marcus sighed, a heavy sound that made the room feel smaller. "It's a spiderweb, Evans. We thought Dr. Frost was a rogue scientist working out of a basement. She isn't. She is the center of a global network. I traced the funding for those biological transmitters we found in Hailey’s room.""And?" I prompted, stepping closer to him."The money doesn't just come from Frost," Marcus said,

Chapter 78: Three

HaileyThe paper felt like a piece of dry ice in my hand. It was cold, sharp, and felt like it was burning right through my skin. I stood in the middle of Evans' study, the yellowed birth record trembling between my fingers. I looked at the names again. Nancy. Hailey. My vision blurred, and the ink seemed to bleed across the page until the third line came into focus."Subject Three," I whispered. My voice didn't sound like mine. It was hollow, like it was coming from the bottom of a well.Evans was watching me from across the desk. His face was a mask of worry, his dark eyes tracking every twitch of my hands. "Hailey, breathe. Just breathe.""Three," I said, looking up at him. "We aren't twins, Evans. Nancy and I... we aren't the only ones.""The records are undeniable," Evans said, his voice low and heavy. "The genetic markers are identical. You were born on the same day, in the same facility, from the same source. You’re triplets."I sat down in the leather chair, my legs finally gi

Chapter 79: Subject Three

EvansThe weight of Hailey’s collapse was still heavy in my arms. I had carried her to the sofa, her body trembling with a grief that didn't belong to her. Nancy was staring at us from the bed, her eyes wide and haunted. The air in the room felt like it was humming with a frequency I couldn't hear but could definitely feel. It was the sound of a family being torn apart across the city."She's in pain, Evans," Hailey whispered, her fingers clutching my lapel. "It's so loud. Please, you have to find her."I didn't need any more motivation. I stood up and looked at Marcus, who was already hovering near the door with his tablet in hand. "Mobilize everyone. I don't care about the cost. I want every encrypted server, every hidden medical file, and every shell company linked to Frost scanned within the hour.""I'm already on it, sir," Marcus replied, his fingers flying across the screen. "But Frost is a ghost. She uses layers of digital noise to hide her tracks. If there is a third girl, she

Chapter 80: Mabel

HaileyThe drawing Evans brought home was sitting on my lap, the waxy texture of the crayons feeling like a brand against my skin. Three girls. Holding hands. "Find us." Every time I closed my eyes, I felt that sharp, jagged grief again. It was a physical pain, a needle pressing into the base of my skull. The house felt too big, too cold, and far too full of men with guns and secrets. I couldn't breathe in here anymore.I picked up my phone with shaking fingers. I didn't call Evans. I didn't call Calix. I dialed a number in England that I had memorized years ago."Mabel?" I whispered as soon as she picked up."Hailey? Goodness, you sound like you’ve seen a ghost," Mabel’s voice came through the line, warm and steady."I need you," I said, a sob catching in my throat. I squeezed my eyes shut, trying to keep the walls from closing in. "I found a sister, Mabel. Two sisters. But it’s bad. Everything is falling apart and I don't know who to trust. Please. I need you to come to Paris.""I’l

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