Semua Bab Embraced By The Billionaire: Bab 111 - Bab 120

Beneath a thin blanket that offered little warmth, Avery jolted awake from a terrifying nightmare. She dreamed of her dark past, when Rose, her cruel mother-in-law, had hurled insults at her, accusing her of being a disgrace to the family for giving birth to a baby girl.The dream felt so real, so horrifying, that Avery felt as if she had turned back into a fragile woman once more, trapped in fear and a crushing sense of worthlessness.Her breath came in ragged gasps, her chest tight as though weighed down by something heavy. Cold sweat drenched her body, soaking through her thin pajamas. She quickly sat up in bed, trying to steady her racing breath. Her eyes were wide open, staring into the darkness of the slightly unfamiliar room.Slowly, she turned her head to the side. There, on the small bed placed beside hers, Adelia slept soundly. Her tiny face looked peaceful, lips slightly parted, her messy hair falling over her forehead. At that sight, Avery finally felt a little calmer. Ade

That morning, the sun shone brightly over Knight Mansion, as if joining in the celebration of a happiness that had just begun to bloom. Sarah, who had just come down from her room, walked toward the dining area. She froze in shock at the sight before her. Ashton, Avery, and Adelia were already seated together at the breakfast table, Adelia’s cheerful laughter filling the room.“You all? You’re back already? When? Why didn’t I hear anything?” Sarah asked, her voice catching slightly, a mix of surprise and joy. She looked back and forth between Ashton and Avery, searching for an explanation.Ashton merely smiled faintly, his eyes flicking meaningfully toward Avery. Avery returned the look with a shy smile.Then Sarah quickly walked over to Avery. “Ah, no need to answer. I’m just happy you’re back here, Ave,” Sarah said sincerely, her eyes glistening.Avery stood up and immediately wrapped Sarah in a tight hug. “Thank you, Sarah,” she whispered near Sarah’s ear, her voice thick with emot

In the midst of the hospital’s busy and frigid corridor, Avery felt as though she had been struck by a giant wave and dragged down to the depths of the ocean. The words Carol had just spoken felt like thousands of razor blades slicing into her heart. She still stood frozen, staring at Carol’s retreating back, as if she were an invisible being. The pain, combined with physical exhaustion and the emotional turmoil of pregnancy, suddenly made her knees weak.With slow, trembling movements, Avery dragged her steps toward the cold metal waiting chairs near the operating room. The atmosphere there was eerily quiet, with only a few other families waiting, their faces tense. She sat down, her body slumping as if all her strength had been completely drained.Her gaze was empty, fixed on the gleaming marble floor, yet her mind was in chaos. She wanted to cry, to scream at the top of her lungs, to pour out all the anguish now piling up in her chest. But she couldn’t. There was another life insid

Sarah and Avery walked with extreme caution, leaving Adelia fast asleep under her nanny’s supervision at the hotel. It was just the two of them, two women driven by the same purpose for the man who was fighting between life and death behind that glass door.The sharp scent of antiseptic stabbed their senses as they approached the intensive care area. Their footsteps echoed softly against the gleaming marble floor. In front of Ashton’s room, two security officers stood upright like stone pillars. Their faces were stiff and expressionless, as if they were part of the hospital machinery itself.“Sorry, Miss Knight,” one of the officers immediately stopped Sarah as she tried to reach for the door handle. “Mrs. Bennet gave very clear instructions. There are no visits tonight, especially for Miss Avery.”Sarah’s blood seemed to boil when her grandmother’s name was mentioned as the one giving orders. She took a deep breath, trying to suppress the anger ready to explode. “Listen,” Sarah said

Ashton’s treatment room felt cold and silent like usual. Avery sat at the bedside, tightly holding Ashton’s hand wrapped in a thin bandage. Her swollen eyes never left the man’s pale face, searching for a trace of life behind his tightly shut eyelids.The scent of antiseptic mixed with the fragrance of flowers placed in the corner of the room, yet Avery smelled nothing but pain."Ashton... I’m here," Avery whispered. Her voice trembled, holding back tears that could spill at any moment. She leaned closer, bringing her face near Ashton’s ear, as if he could hear every word she spoke. "Wake up, Love. I know you’re tired, but we have so many promises. You promised you would marry me. Our child... is waiting for you too."Tears streamed down Avery’s cheeks, dampening the back of Ashton’s hand. She kept talking, retelling their sweet memories, their future promises, and how Adelia kept asking for "Papa." She spoke as if Ashton were listening carefully, hoping each word could pierce through