All Chapters of The Heirmaker's Bride: Chapter 181 - Chapter 190

Downstairs Damian had already been informed.He didn’t react immediately. Not outwardly.He just sat there. Still. Processing. Then he wheeled himself toward the staircase.Slow.By the time Sera came down again, he was already there.Waiting.She stopped mid step when she saw him.Of course.He wasn’t going to let this happen quietly.Nikolai lingered behind her, unsure.“…You’re leaving,” Damian said.Not a question. A statement.Sera nodded. “Yes.”“Why?”“Because it’s the best option.”“For who?”“For me.”That landed.Damian’s gaze didn’t waver. “And the treatment?”“Continues at the facility.” Her voice was calm. Prepared. “I’ll come in every day.”“You won’t stay.”“No.”Silence.Then Damian leaned forward slightly. “You don’t have to do this.”Sera’s fingers tightened slightly around the handle of her bag. “Yes, I do.”“No, you don’t.”“Yes.”Her voice sharpened just a little. “I do.”He studied her. Carefully. Trying to read what she wasn’t saying. Because this, this wasn’t j

Morning at the Volkov estate came with a quiet kind of elegance.Sunlight spilled through tall windows, catching on polished surfaces and soft linen, making everything look calmer than it really was.But beneath that calm there was tension.Sera sat at the breakfast table, her coffee untouched, fingers lightly wrapped around the cup as if she needed the warmth more than the taste.Nikolai was at the far end, already halfway through his meal, distracted by something on his tablet as he mumbled to himself about “signal optimization.”Adrik sat across from her. Watching. Not in the obvious way. But in the way of someone who had learned her over years.He noticed the small things.The way her shoulders held just a little too tight.The way her eyes drifted, not to him, not to the table but somewhere else entirely.Back there.Back to him.“So,” Adrik said finally, breaking the silence.“You’re extending your stay.”It wasn’t a question.Sera nodded.“Yes.”“How long?”“A few more days.”“

The corridor outside the treatment room stretched longer than it should have. Or maybe it just felt that way.Sera began walking again. Fast. Too fast.Her heels struck the floor in sharp, uneven rhythms, echoing off the sterile walls like something chasing her.His voice followed her anyway.I’m sorry.It wouldn’t stop.No matter how far she walked.No matter how tightly she held herself together.Her grip on the tablet tightened until her fingers hurt.She turned the corner and stopped again. Abruptly. Like her body had reached a limit her mind refused to acknowledge.The hallway was empty and that was when it hit.It crashed into her chest all at once.Her breath hitched. Her hand came up instinctively, pressing against her sternum like she could physically hold herself together.“No…” The word slipped out, barely a whisper.Her eyes shut tightly but that didn’t help. Because now there was nothing to distract her. No machines. No voices. No control. Just him telling her he was sorr

The second message came almost immediately.Sera stared at the screen for a long second before opening it.We need to meet.Her chest tightened.Her thumb hovered just above the screen. She didn’t type. Didn’t breathe properly. Just stared. Then another message.If you don’t want anyone else knowing who you are… you’ll come.That one didn’t just land. It pressed hard. Her throat went dry.This wasn’t curiosity. This wasn’t someone guessing.Sera’s fingers moved before her mind fully caught up.She tapped the number. Call.The dial tone rang once. Twice. Then nothing.Disconnected.She tried again. Same result.Her brows pulled together.“Why send a message with a number you won’t answer…?”Her voice was barely a whisper.Her mind started racing again. Too many directions at once.Who would do this?Someone from the hospital?No.Too risky.Someone from her past?Impossible.No one knew.No one was supposed to know. Then a darker thought slipped in.Damian.Her chest tightened.“No…”S

The silence didn’t stay empty for long. Lysandra stayed where she was for a moment, chest still rising unevenly, fingers trembling slightly against the ground where her bag had fallen. But slowly that trembling stopped. Her breathing steadied. Her eyes lifted. And whatever softness had cracked through her earlier was gone.“…Fine.”The word slipped out like a decision. She pushed herself up slowly, dusting her hands like she was shedding something unnecessary.“If I can’t control you…” Her head tilted slightly, lips curling. “…then I’ll break you.”Her mind began to move again because she had been thinking wrong.She had been trying to attack Sera directly. That was her mistake. Sera had nothing to lose in that moment. That’s why she stood so boldly. That’s why she walked away because the attack hadn’t been deep enough.Lysandra’s eyes narrowed slightly.What does she care about?What does she protect?What would actually make her bend?Her fingers tapped lightly against her arm. Onc