Todos os capítulos de Reclaiming His Angel: Capítulo 91 - Capítulo 100

Hailey reached over, placing her other hand over his. "You're incredibly brave, Cassian. I can't imagine going through that."Cassian smiled, though it was tinged with sadness. "It was hell, but it made me who I am today. Stronger, more determined. I promised myself that if I survived, I'd never waste a single day. And now... I'm here, with you. And I think because of you only I survived,"Hailey's eyes softened even more, her heart swelling with love and admiration. "You're not just strong, Cassian. You're a survivor, and that's something I respect more than you'll ever know."He leaned over, brushing a soft kiss on her hand. "And you, Rose, are the reason I keep going."Cassian had some work to finish, so he settled down in the hall and focused on his laptop. Meanwhile, Hailey decided to clean out the wardrobe in their room. After getting it done, she pouted when she realized Cassian still hadn't returned to her side. Curious and a little playful, she s

9 PM:Cassian entered the penthouse, noticing how quiet it was compared to usual. "Rose?" he called out, but there was no response. "Maybe she's in the room," he muttered, placing his things on the sofa before heading to their bedroom."Rose?" he called again, but there was still no answer. He checked the bathroom, and the balcony—nothing. "Where is she?" he mumbled to himself, dialing her number. Hearing her ringtone nearby, he looked around and found her phone on the side table.Frowning, he picked up her phone. His gaze shifted toward the closet, and with a sinking feeling, he opened the door.His eyes widened as he saw Hailey lying unconscious on the floor."Shit, Rose!" Cassian rushed to her side. Her body was cold to the touch. Without wasting a second, he lifted her gently and carried her out of the closet. Panic mixed with anger as he realized she had fainted again due to low blood pressure. He quickly called the doct

Evening:Hailey got ready, glancing at herself one last time in the mirror before heading out. She reached Fiona's house, where she was greeted warmly and introduced to a few of Fiona's friends. After about an hour, they all left for the venue of the bachelor party. Fiona offered to give Hailey a ride since she wasn't familiar with the location, promising to drop her back at her place afterward. Hailey agreed, not suspecting anything unusual.The drive took nearly an hour, and Hailey's heart sank when they arrived. The venue wasn't what she had expected—it was a notorious pub and not just any random one. The dim lighting cast eerie shadows on the gratified walls, and the loud, thumping music felt almost menacing. The air was thick with the scent of alcohol and smoke, and the people around looked far too intoxicated for comfort."Fiona..." Hailey tried to voice her discomfort, but before she could say more, Fiona grabbed her arm, dragging h

Cassian's fury was palpable, his voice thunderous as he paced in front of Hailey. "You told Lucas you were going to your friend's place! Then why the hell did I find you in that pub? Did you lie to him?" he barked, his words dripping with anger.Hailey shook her head frantically, her voice trembling as she spoke, "No, no, she said we'd go to the venue together. I didn't know it was a pub."Cassian's eyes narrowed, his rage only growing. "And who were you supposed to inform about that change of plans? Did you update Lucas like you're supposed to?" His voice was filled with accusation, his anger boiling over.Hailey fell silent, her eyes wide with fear. She didn't need to say anything for Cassian to realize what had happened. Her silence was all the confirmation he needed—she had forgotten to inform Lucas. Again.His jaw clenched, and he took a step toward her, the intensity in his gaze making her feel small and powerless. "So once again, you forget t

Cassian paced back and forth in the dimly lit living room, his mind whirling with emotions. The anger he had unleashed on Hailey earlier hadn't faded; it had only simmered under the surface, waiting to boil over again. He couldn't shake the image of her standing in that pub, so vulnerable, so exposed. Every fiber of his being screamed that he needed to protect her, even from her careless actions. Yet, in his rage, his methods had turned harsh, perhaps too harsh.He downed the rest of his drink and ran a hand through his hair, the frustration mounting. He knew locking her away wasn't the solution, but fear and anger clouded his judgment. He walked toward her room, determination in his steps, but his emotions waged a war inside him.Reaching her door, he unlocked it and stepped in, his expression unreadable. Hailey was curled up on the bed, her face buried in her hands, muffling her sobs. The sight of her broke something inside him, but he shoved it down, letting anger t