All Chapters of His Dead Wife: No Longer the Surrogate Bride: Chapter 331 - Chapter 340

The room remained silent long after Althea folded the photograph and slipped into her journal.No one reached for it again and the crackling fire became the only sound.Outside, the wind whispered through the old acacia trees, brushing against the manor's stone walls like unseen fingers.Althea walked stood motionless near the window. She started at her reflection from the darkened glass. But instead of seeing herself, she is seeing Alessandro.She sees him not as the man.She sees him as the architect, strategist and the father.For the first time since stepping back into the ancestral Seat, she understood something that had eluded everyone else.Alessandro had never designed this as a treasure hunt. She started to think calmly. He had designed it as an elimination.Every clue discarded someone who thought like a hunter.Only someone who thought like a guardian could continue.Althea finally and slowly turned toward Dominic."We've been asking the wrong question." She said quietly.E

The grinding stopped.Silence reclaimed the music room and the group remained in their positions, not moving.Dust drifted lazily through the shafts of moonlight, each floating particle seeming suspended between centuries.Dominic slowly raised one hand."No one touch anything." He said calmly and quietly.But every person in the room heard the urgency beneath it.The six guards instinctively widened their positions, securing every doorway without making a sound.Enzo crouched beside the piano."It definitely came from underneath." He muttered, touching the floor before looking up at Sebastian. “I’m sure of it.”Sebastian nodded."And whatever we heard that moved," He responded quietly as he also pressed his fingertips lightly against the floor, “wasn't here."Everyone looked at him."What do you mean?" Dominic asked."The vibration." Sebastian informed as he tapped once against the timber. "It seems that it traveled.”He pointed toward the western wall."It started somewhere beneath

The cold draft continued to flow from the narrow opening in the western wall, carrying the unmistakable scent of damp limestone.Ancient cedar.Old wax.And something else.Smoke. Althea thought tightly.It was not fresh or recent.It carries the lingering trace of candles that had burned for decades.Someone had lived below.Or had continued returning there.No one spoke between them, arriving at the same realization that settled over the room like a weight.Dominic slowly reached toward the opening in the wall but stopped a few inches away."Enzo." He called out in a low voice.Enzo nodded immediately.“Got it, Dom.” He responded and motioned for the two guards.The two guards silently stepped forward, compact flashlights already in hand. One swept the beam through the narrow gap and found nothing and only darkness.The second guard crouched and examined the stone."No fresh damage." He informed lightly. He ran his fingers along the edge. "No pry marks as well as explosives. No forc

The chamber suddenly glowed.For one suspended heartbeat, no one moved.They stared as the ancient channels carved into the stone floor shimmered with pale blue light, radiating outward from the Seat in concentric circles.Even Matteo stood frozen, his chest rising heavily as he stared at the illuminated chamber.Lorenzo lowered his head."The Keepers..." He whispered, “have awakened.""NOOOOO!!!!" Matteo roared.The spell shattered.Matteo lunged at Dominic with a ferocity born not of discipline, but of desperation.The two men collided again. They crashed into one of the massive stone columns. Ancient dust exploded into the air as Dominic completely absorbed the impact before driving Matteo backward with a crushing shoulder strike."You don't deserve it!" Matteo snarled as he swung wildly. "It should have been mine!"Dominic blocked the punch, countering with a hard strike to Matteo's ribs.The older man staggered but refused to fall.Years of obsession had become his strength.Madn

The helicopter cut through the night like a black arrow.Inside, no one spoke as they only listened and watched the rhythmic beeping of the cardiac monitor filled the cabin.Benjamin pressed another unit of blood through the rapid infuser.Michael adjusted the oxygen mask before checking Althea's pupils once more."BP?" He asked."Eighty over forty." Benjamin replied grimly, quickly glancing at the monitor."Pulse?""One-forty." Benjamin answered without looking up. "We're losing her."Dominic's entire body went rigid and he held Althea's cold hand against his forehead."No." His voice cracked. "You're staying with me."Althea's eyelids fluttered weakly and her lips moved beneath the oxygen mask. “Dom... I’m here." She managed to say and then stopped as she struggled for air. “…Don’t… let go…”He squeezed her hand harder."Never."Every light on the lawn blazed white against the darkness outside Blackstone and the emergency entrance is as well as the entire hospital wing is on full al