บททั้งหมดของ The Return Of The Betrayed Bride : บทที่ 421 - บทที่ 430

For a brief moment, Damien couldn’t speak. He had foolishly hoped that Leo might accept the Blackwood name. Maybe, with time, he would even accept him.But when Damien looked at the stubborn expression on Leo’s face, he knew better. Why would Leo accept the Blackwood name when, in his eyes, Miguel had been his real father and Damien was the man who had taken him away?“Right,” Damien said quickly, forcing his smile back onto his face. “Okay, fine. Leo Favino. Sorry. My mistake.”Amy looked between them, immediately sensing the tension in the room, but she quickly composed herself. She stepped toward Leo with a warm smile and held out her hand.“Hello, Leo. My full name is Amara willams , but everyone just calls me Amy. It’s nice to meet you.”Leo stared at her outstretched hand for a few seconds before slowly taking it. His handshake was brief and weak, and he pulled his hand away almost immediately.“Yeah, hi,” he muttered.Amy didn’t seem bothered by his cold response. She kept her

ARIANA'S APARTMENT — LIVING ROOM — EVENINGThe walls felt like they were closing in on Ariana. She sat on the sofa, her knees pulled up to her chest, her eyes red and swollen from crying. Her hair was a tangled mess, her face pale and drawn.She had been alone for days. Aiden was with Daniel. Leo was with Damien. And she had no idea how to get them back. Every time she closed her eyes, she saw her son's face. She heard his little voice calling out for her. "Mama! Mama!"It was breaking her heart.A knock on the door made her jump. Her heart pounded in her chest. She wasn't expecting anyone. She didn't want to see anyone. She just wanted to be left alone with her pain.But the knock came again, more insistent this time."Who is it?" she called out, her voice hoarse from crying."It's Marco. Please, Ariana. Open the door."Ariana's heart skipped a beat. Marco. The man who had broken up with her over text. The man who had said he couldn't handle her baggage. The man who had walked out of

Amelia's heart leaped. "Alejandro! Thank God. I need to talk to you. It's important."Alejandro's voice was flat and cold. "What do you want, Amelia? I don't have time for your games."Amelia's voice cracked. "It's not a game, Alejandro. I'm in the hospital. I lost one of my babies. She was stillborn. But the other one our son he's alive. He's in an incubator. He has a lung infection. He's fighting for his life."Alejandro was silent for a moment. Then he spoke, his voice emotionless. "So you had twins. And one died. And the other is sick. That's unfortunate."Amelia's voice rose. "Unfortunate? That's all you have to say? Our daughter is dead, Alejandro! Our son is fighting for his life! And you're acting like it doesn't even matter?!"Alejandro's voice was cold. "What do you expect me to say, Amelia? You made it very clear that you don't want me in your life. You removed me as Leo's guardian. You told me you never wanted to see me again. So why should I care about this baby?"Amelia'

ALEJANDRO’S PENTHOUSE — LIVING ROOM — EVENINGThe penthouse was full of activity. Candles flickered around the room, filling the living room with a warm, golden glow.Alejandro sat on the leather sofa with one arm resting along the back. Gabriella sat beside him, one hand resting protectively on her belly. She looked extremely pleased with herself.She wore an elegant ivory silk dress, and her dark hair was perfectly styled.Across from them sat Alejandro’s mother, Marisa, and his sisters, Elena and Serena. Marisa looked elegant in her navy silk dress, while Elena sat beside her with a calm, unreadable expression.Serena, however, wasn’t even trying to hide her annoyance.Gabriella clapped her hands excitedly. “Alright, everyone! We only have three days until the wedding, and there’s still so much to do. I made a list.”Serena rolled her eyes. “Of course you did. I’m surprised you didn’t make a spreadsheet too.”Gabriella’s smile tightened. “I just want everything to be perfect.”“Cle

Amelia looked up, confused. “Yes?”The nurse glanced at Dr. Patel before giving Amelia a small smile. “There’s no need to worry about the hospital bills anymore.”Amelia blinked. “What?”The nurse checked the file in her hands. “Your bills have been paid. All of them.”Dr. Patel’s eyebrows lifted in surprise. “What do you mean they’ve been paid?”“The entire balance,” the nurse explained. “The emergency procedure, the NICU treatment, and your son’s medical care. Everything has been covered.”Amelia stared at her in disbelief. “But… how?”The nurse shook her head. “I’m not sure. The payment was made anonymously.”Amelia’s eyes widened. “Anonymously?”“Yes, ma’am. The hospital received the payment a short while ago. Your account has been marked as fully paid.”Amelia slowly sank back against her pillows, completely stunned. “A benefactor…” she whispered.Dr. Patel looked at the nurse, then back at Amelia. “Someone paid three thousand dollars for your son’s treatment?”The nurse nodded.