All Chapters of Untamed: Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

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CHAPTER SIXTY-ONE: THE INTERROGATION

MICHAEL POV "Laila, go upstairs and relax. Michael, follow me."My father's voice left no room for argument. Laila flinched at his tone. When I reached for her hand, she pulled away and headed upstairs without a backward glance.I followed my father to his study. The door clicked shut behind us, and the silence that followed was heavy, expectant."Michael, can you explain what happened downstairs?" He settled into his chair, his eyebrows raised."Dad, it's nothing. Just women and their usual nagging." I kept my voice calm, dismissive.He wasn't buying it. "You know women don't just nag for no reason, son. What pregnancy was she talking about?"I shifted in my seat, avoiding his gaze. "She jumped to conclusions. That's all."He chuckled, but there was no humor in it. "No. I was there. I heard that part clearly."I ran a hand through my hair, searching for an escape. There wasn't one. "Okay, fine. I visited a pregnant friend, and she started accusing me of being the father."His eyes n

CHAPTER SIXTY-TWO: THE ESCAPE

MICHAEL POV Two weeks had passed since Frank came over to invite us to his housewarming party. He had just won a major road construction contract, and he wanted to celebrate with everyone. Laila could barely contain her excitement at the prospect of seeing him again. She had spent an unreasonable amount of time in front of the mirror, fussing over every detail of her appearance. I was already dressed and waiting for her downstairs when she finally descended. "Hey, baby. How do I look?" She twirled in a black straight dress adorned with glittering designs. "You look fantastic." The compliment came easily. "Thanks. And you don't look bad yourself." She smiled, smoothing down my collar. "Shall we go now?" She nodded, and we headed out. We arrived at Frank's place about forty-five minutes later. The house was buzzing with music, guests milling about, drinks flowing freely. Laila spotted Frank and immediately engulfed him in a hug. I left them to catch up while I moved through the

CHAPTER SIXTY-THREE: THE DISCOVERY

LEILA POV It was almost midnight. All the party guests had left, except for the five of us. I still hadn't spotted Michael anywhere after he got that call. The others assured me he had probably left to meet whoever was on the phone. I decided to stop worrying and help clean up Frank's place. I had tried calling Michael several times, but his phone was switched off. The more I thought about it, the more my unease grew. Nelly emerged from the kitchen looking agitated, her face pale. "Tony, I need you to drive me to Raquel's place." Her voice was tight, stressed. "Why? What's the problem?" Frank set down the plates he was holding. "I don't know. I just have a weird feeling. Something is wrong with Raquel." She wrung her hands together. "Baby, relax. Just call her." Tony moved to stand beside her, massaging her shoulders. "I have been calling her for the past hour. It keeps going to voicemail." Her voice cracked. "Keep trying," Kiera suggested. "No. I need to see her. I'm not ge

CHAPTER SIXTY-FOUR: THE AFTERMATH

NELLY POV Raquel was sobbing uncontrollably in my arms. I continued to pat her back, a slow, steady rhythm meant to comfort, though I knew nothing could truly ease what she was feeling. The others stood frozen in the room, clearly lost for words. Whatever they had expected to witness tonight, it certainly wasn't this. Frank's phone shattered the heavy silence. He glanced at the screen and mouthed that it was Laila. "Hello." His voice was cautious. Then his face changed. "What!" He shouted, his brow creasing with worry. We all turned toward him. "What's wrong?" Tony asked. Frank held up a hand, then put the call on speaker. "Did you say an accident?" Frank's voice was tight. "Yes, I did." The voice on the other end was frantic, breathless. "Where are the accident victims now?" "They're unconscious. They've been rushed to the hospital." "Are they seriously hurt?" Frank pressed. "I can't really tell." The woman's voice cracked, broken. "Which hospital?" "Komfo Anokye." Sh

CHAPTER SIXTY-SIX : THE REVELATION

RAQUEL POV I woke up in a white room, my head throbbing with a dull, persistent ache. Where was I? I looked around, disoriented. A small drawer beside the bed held a few basic provisions. The walls were pale, the light fluorescent and unforgiving. Then yesterday's memories came flooding back. My hand flew to my stomach. I sighed in relief when I still felt my pregnancy bump beneath my fingers. I tried to sit up. A sharp pain stabbed through my abdomen, forcing a cry from my lips. I collapsed back onto the pillow. "Raquel, you're awake!" I turned toward the door. Nelly stood there, her face bright with relief. "How long have I been here?" My voice came out weak, raspy. "About a week. You've been slipping in and out of consciousness." She crossed the room and sat on the edge of my bed, taking my hand. "How are you feeling?" Worry laced her voice. "I guess I'm fine. Just some pain in my abdomen." I tried to smile, but it felt thin. "Is everything alright? With me and my baby?"

CHAPTER SIXTY-SEVEN: THE EXPOSURE

MICHAEL POV Everything felt like it was moving in slow motion—exactly the way it happens in the movies. The only sound I could hear was the frantic pounding of my own heart. Blood rushed through my body, and heat crawled up my neck. "Dad, don't listen to anything she's saying!" I rushed out, grabbing Laila's arm to pull her away. "No! He really is sleeping with her!" Laila pointed frantically at Raquel, resisting my tug. "Michael, let her be!" My father's voice boomed, his eyes cold with suppressed rage. I released Laila instantly. She stood there, gasping for breath. Nelly watched with wide eyes, too shocked to move. Raquel had bent her head, hiding her face behind her palms. Shame radiated from her. "What makes you say that, Laila?" My father's voice was icy, controlled. "I saw them locking lips, french kissing -Nelly can even testify. She was there too." Tears streamed down Laila's face at the painful memory as she recounted. My father turned to Raquel. "Is this tru

CHAPTER SIXTY-EIGHT: THE GOODBYE

MICHAEL POV When I arrived home, Laila was shoving clothes into her suitcase with aggressive, jerky movements. "What are you doing?" I asked, unsure how to react. "What does it look like? I'm leaving, Michael. For good." She didn't look up. "You just got out of the hospital. You should at least recover before you go." She stopped packing and turned to face me. Tears glistened in her eyes. "Is that all you have to say? I was expecting you to beg me to stay. I can see you can't wait to get rid of me. I should have known better." "Laila, don't do this. Don't make it seem like this is all my fault." I ran a hand through my hair in frustration. I hated seeing her cry. "How is it my fault, Michael? I tried everything to make this work, but you just wouldn't respond." "It's not about now. It's about then." I kept my voice calm. "You always chose your career over us. We never spent quality time together. It killed what we had. Now, all I feel for you is friendship. Nothing more." "We

CHAPTER SIXTY-NINE:THE STORM BEFORE

MICHEAL POVThunder rumbled and lightning streaked across the sky as rain poured heavily. I immediately stood up from my bed and walked toward the window. I tried to wipe the glass with a duster, clearing the condensation, but no matter how much I cleaned, I couldn't see the compound.It was nearly nine PM, and my father was nowhere in sight. The fact that it was raining and I couldn't reach his phone only increased my anxiety.I knew he was a grown man who could handle himself. But discovering that your own son had been intimate with your wife—that was a blow no man could simply shake off.Even though I dreaded the confrontation that would come when he returned, I knew it was inevitable. I wanted to get it over with as soon as possible.I heaved a sigh of relief when his car headlights reflected against my window. He was back. And I knew I was about to face the consequences.I waited upstairs, listening. Minutes passed. No footsteps. No sound.I tiptoed downstairs to check on him. I

CHAPTER SEVENTY :THE TRUTH REVEALED

MICHAEL POV "How can that be?" The words came out weak, barely a whisper. My mother couldn't have done that. She loved my father. I saw it. I felt it. She was devoted to him despite everything. But the look on his face—the brokenness, the finality—told me he believed what he was saying. "I have been sterile since birth," he continued, his voice heavy. "I only found out a week before our argument." The room spun. I gripped the edge of the couch to steady myself. Sterile. The word echoed in my skull. Not his son. A bastard. "You're lying." My voice was hollow, desperate. "I wish I was." He took another long drink. "I went to the doctor for a routine checkup. They ran tests. When the results came back, they sat me down and explained that I could never father children. Ever." I thought of all the times he had looked at me with pride. All the times he called me his son. All the times I had taken his name for granted. "Did Mum know?" The question came out strangled. "I don't know

CHAPTER SEVENTY-ONE :THE VISIT

FRANK POV I had been restless ever since I witnessed Raquel and Michael kissing. Beyond pissed off doesn't even begin to cover it. But I didn't have any right to react. She wasn't my woman. Yet I couldn't shake the feeling of betrayal and heartache. She had plainly rejected me when I made my move, using her marriage as an excuse. But here she was, locking lips with Michael. Could it be that the baby she was carrying was his? I shook my head in denial. That couldn't be right. Raquel wasn't the sort of person to do something like that. The kiss must have been a one-time thing. Probably Michael forced himself on her. I intended to find out the full story. I had been ringing her doorbell for about half a minute now, and she still hadn't answered. Just as I was about to ring again, the door swung open. "Oh, hey, Frank." She stepped aside to usher me in. "Sorry for the delay. I was trying to find something decent to wear." "No problem, dear." I stepped inside. "I'm much more concern

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