All Chapters of When Love Finds Its Way Back : Chapter 171 - Chapter 180

Cassienne paced across the bedroom, her bare feet brushing the soft carpet as she walked back and forth between the bed and the tall window overlooking the dark estate grounds. Her phone was in her hand. And her eyes kept drifting to the screen, from time to time. There were no new messages, or calls coming in and it scared her more than she could admit. She looked at the time again. It's almost midnight. Her chest tightened. “He should have been back by now…” She tried to stay calm. Dreston had been furious when he left. She knew that. Anyone could see the storm in his eyes. But still… he should have returned by now. Or at least called. She walked back to the window and looked outside. The driveway lights glowed softly in the distance. But Dreston's sports car was not there. Her fingers tightened around her phone. “Maybe he stayed somewhere to calm down.” But the thought didn’t comfort her. Dreston wasn’t the type to disappear like this. Her mind replayed his face before h

The following morning, the hospital did not feel like morning at all. The same bright lights shone in the corridors, the same quiet footsteps of nurses echoed against the tiled floors, and the same heavy silence hung in the air. Only the digital clock on the wall told them that a new day had begun. Cassienne sat on one of the long chairs in the waiting area outside the VIP wing. She had changed clothes sometime during the night, though she barely remembered doing it. Daisy had brought her a fresh sweater and a pair of soft trousers from the bag they had hurriedly packed before leaving the house. Her hair was tied loosely now, strands falling around her tired face. Her eyes were swollen and red now. She had cried until there were almost no tears left. Aurora sat beside her, holding a cup of warm tea that Cassienne had not touched for nearly twenty minutes. “Please drink something,” Aurora whispered gently. Cassienne only nodded. But she did not lift the cup. Her hands were claspe

The corridor outside the VIP recovery wing had grown unnaturally quiet. Only the occasional soft-soled footsteps of nurses and the distant, rhythmic beeping of monitors from nearby rooms pierced the stillness. The fluorescent lights overhead cast a pale, sterile glow over the polished floor, making the long hallway feel colder than it already was. Cassienne had been rushed into a private room after she collapsed in the waiting area. Since then, nurses have moved in and out every few minutes, carrying charts, adjusting IV lines, and checking vitals. Each time the door opened, every pair of eyes in the corridor snapped toward it, searching faces for any hint of news. But the nurses said nothing. They simply entered, worked in silence, and left again to continue their rounds. The waiting had become unbearable. Joseph stood near the tall window at the end of the hall, arms crossed tightly over his chest, staring out at the city lights without really seeing them. Abigail and Sheila

Finally, Cassienne opened her eyes, but the world felt different in her eyes. For a moment she didn’t know where she was. The ceiling above her was unfamiliar, it looked white, flat, with a faint humming light fixture that buzzed softly in the silence. The smell in the air was sharp and clean, the unmistakable scent of hospital. Her memory rushed back slowly. She remembered the accident. Dreston. She remembered his cold eyes when he looked at her. She remembered how he referred to her as his “ex-wife.” Her chest tightened painfully, and she closed her eyes again as if that might erase the memory, but it stayed. A soft voice spoke beside her. “Cass…?” She turned her head slightly. Aurora sat beside the bed, leaning forward in the chair. Daisy stood near the window with her arms crossed, though the tension in her face made it clear she had been watching Cassienne closely. Aurora smiled faintly when she saw her awake. “Hey,” she said softly. Cassienne’s throat felt

The moment the door closed softly behind Cassienne. For a brief second she stood there, frozen, staring at the white wall in front of her as if her mind could not process what had just happened. Then the world collapsed. And her legs gave way. The strength drained out of her body so suddenly that she almost hit the floor, but two arms caught her before she could fall. “Cassienne!” Abigail screamed. She pulled her into a tight hold, supporting her weight as Cassienne’s body trembled violently. Cassienne clutched the front of Abigail’s blouse like a drowning person grasping for air. Then the sobs came. Not the silent crying she had been holding in all day. These were deep, broken sobs that shook her entire body. Her knees finally gave out completely, and Abigail lowered with her to the floor of the hallway. “Cassienne, my dear… breathe… breathe…” But Cassienne couldn’t. Her chest heaved violently. Her hands shook as she gripped Abigail’s arms. “He… he asked if I cheated…” Her vo