Semua Bab Return Of Billionaire Heiress : Bab 21 - Bab 30

~Esperanza's POV~ 'It's not a demand... Just an ask because I can see what you both can't...' 'You both lean towards each other without falling… and stand without pushing the other down.” 'Some people don’t need promises. They need someone who stays.' 'I know you’ll make a great team because neither of you needs to be carried. You both only need love, care, and support.' 'And don't think I asked you for this because of my love for him. It’s about the fact that I truly, deeply want to see both of you find peace together. Home together.' His words were still ringing in my ears. I wanted to forget it all but I couldn't. I was still in the hospital, and Diego was once again pacing in the hallway. Mr Rowland wasn't supposed to talk that much. His nerves needed rest. Not too intense talk. He passed out again. His heartbeats rose as if he were fighting a battle within, and his breath became shaky. The doctors were still checking up on him while we waited outside

~Esperanza's POV~ "After you, my lady..." My lady... God. My cheeks were still burning. But I was glad, at least, that they weren't brick red like earlier. Diego's admiring gaze was spiralling in my head. Slightly open mouth, cloudy eyes, and the lump sitting in his throat... I thought I had overdone it, but his expressions and words confirmed that I was just overthinking.Carlos never complimented me. His sweet words only reached my ears when we used to be in bed and when I was carrying my baby. And I considered that his way of love. Stupid right? On the other hand, Diego... He always finds words that strike me hard. Makes my body react in a way it never reacted before. His words not only give butterflies to me but also always make my body heat up the way Carlos could never. And I can never understand why. I loved Carlos. Ugly truth but it was true. I loved him more than I loved myself. So blindly that I couldn't see how easily he was rippi

~Esperanza's POV~My heart was still aching. His chubby face, teary eyes, and tiny fingers were still flashing in front of my eyes. But I knew I had to hold it back. Not for my sake, but for my baby's and Marie's sake. I'm aware that if Juliana found out I met him, she would destroy her life. And now, I very well know that none of them would hesitate even in taking her life. I couldn't risk it. But I'm firm on my decision. I will get both of them out of that hell. Neither Asher nor Marie deserves to live among people who take lives as if they were changing calendars. I kind of already had the idea about our night. I knew I would be going through a tornado of emotions but didn't realise I would be able to put myself together easily. And Diego... He never fails to surprise me. Even today his silent comfort was there. His presence, watchful gaze, and eyes reflecting worries... All had been my greatest strength today. And even when I thought I had to convince Parsons that my wo

~Diego's POV~ "So, you are not marrying her because you want to marry her but because you can't see her upset?" Jonathan asked. But I knew where he was hinting. "That's true and before you go there, it's pure concern, not love." "And it takes only a few days for concern to turn into love," He chuckled. It may but not in my case. I learnt it the hard way. And I will not let anyone play with me again. Jonathan noted all my measurements before returning to his iPad while I rolled my eyes. I didn't want a new outfit. It was Esperanza who needed one. But he insisted on it so here we were, in my office taking my measurements. "You do realise that Esperanza is just as broken as you." Where did that come from? "She will never hurt you," He added. "I thought the same once and you know how it ended," I answered, my voice turned cold. "I'm aware. And that's how we met. But you and Esperanza carry the same wounds. None of you will dare to cross each other b

~Esperanza's POV~ (4 hours ago)My day wasn't going easily. Not only from the outside, but the inner conflict was also not letting me breathe. I was fighting something unknown the whole day. It's easy to fight the judging eyes, but the inner conflict and hollow ache felt impossible to shake. I was done with my work by 5, but I still didn't feel like leaving. Though I had business to handle outside the Rowland Corporation, for some reason, I couldn't gather the courage to walk out in front of the desks that were whispering things about me. And this was a shocker for me. Not someone judging me again, but discovering that my colleagues looked at Diego more than a boss, it was quite disturbing. Unsettling. And I'm not going to lie. This has been bothering me more than people giving me names. Why? I have no idea. But I didn't like it when someone tried to call him his. I waited twenty minutes after the women in the office had gone before moving toward