All Chapters of The Broken Heiress Meets the Billionaire Detective : Chapter 151 - Chapter 160

Lucien’s eyes darkened as he got closer to Adrian and blocked his path.“Why are you here?” he asked again, his lips twitching in annoyance, but he tried to remain civilized.He had hoped never to see Adrian appear in front of Elowen again, but here he was.“I came to see her,” Adrian replied, looking past him toward Elowen’s door with longing.“Why, and how did you know she is here?” Lucien asked just as he finished. “Are you stalking her?”Lucien’s jaw tightened more at the last question because that explained how Adrian got to know that Elowen was at this hospital.“How dare you,” Lucien said, feeling his blood boil.Adrian remained quiet. He knew he was wrong, but he couldn’t stop himself. He had someone follow Elowen and report her movements to him, and the report today was that she was undergoing surgery. He had rushed to the hospital but had stayed in the lobby, not having the courage to meet them. After a long time, he finally gathered the courage.“Leave,” Lucien said, pointi

Elowen lay quietly on the hospital bed, her eyes half open as she slowly adjusted. Her body felt heavy, and every small movement sent a dull ache through her spine.“You shouldn’t try to move,” Lucien said softly from the other side of the bed before walking up to her. He gently held her hand, his thumb brushing over her fingers as if to reassure himself that she was really awake.Not long after Elowen had woken up earlier, she had fallen asleep again.“It was really successful, right?” Elowen asked for the umpteenth time, her eyes staring at Lucien with hope.Lucien chuckled lightly and felt like pinching her nose, but he held himself back. She had asked him the same question over and over again.“I’ve told you it was,” Lucien replied. “The doctor said all you need now is physiotherapy.”Elowen nodded in relief at his words, feeling reassured again. Her eyes moved around the room and saw that it was empty.“They left not too long ago,” Lucien said, as if he knew what was on her mind.

A week later.The car came to a halt at the parking lot of the Whitemere ancestral mansion.“Easy,” Scarlett snapped in frustration at her new caregiver as she helped her out of the car and settled her into the wheelchair.She had been discharged from the hospital but was told to return for checkups from time to time. For now, she would be staying at the ancestral mansion.“I still can’t believe this,” Scarlett muttered under her breath, unable to accept that she was now sitting in a wheelchair and dependent on someone to move around.Her heart ached deeply, and it showed clearly on her face as the caregiver pushed her into the house.She wanted to scream.To pour out all her frustration.But she didn’t know how… or who to direct it at.Her father had not been in a good mood these past few days. She hadn’t seen her mother since that day. Even today, when she was discharged, her mother—who should have been there—didn’t come.None of her other family members came either.“Why didn’t any

“Shut up! You didn’t mention to me that you had a girlfriend back then!” Grandfather’s voice trembled with rage. “And when Henrietta rejected the marriage proposal, I let you be. I didn’t continue forcing you,” he added, hitting his walking stick hard against the ground.His body trembled.He could never have imagined that his own son would exchange the two children.And now his excuse was that he had been forced into the marriage.Grandfather remembered clearly.Felix had never told him about Beatrice.He had only refused the marriage at first, but because the marriage would bring great profit to the family, Grandfather had pressured him.However, when Henrietta herself strongly rejected the marriage, he had let Felix be.But then, one day, Felix came to him and said he would do everything to make Henrietta marry him.Grandfather had thought his son had fallen for her.But now…It was clear that was not the case.“And that made it worse. How could she reject me?” Felix suddenly shout

Mitchell walked into her office tiredly, massaging her shoulder after three hours of sitting in the meeting room.She was the project director of the company, and days like this always drained her.“Again…” she muttered when her eyes landed on a flower bouquet and some packaged snacks on her desk.She didn’t need to think twice to know who it came from.“He is really determined to ruin my mood every day,” she said with a sigh as she walked toward the table.She stared at the items for a moment. Then she picked up the flower, brought it close, and sniffed it.A soft hum escaped her lips at the pleasant scent.She slowly placed it back on the table and opened the snack package.A small smile unknowingly curved on her face on seeing that It was her favorite—yogurt parfait and a burger. She stood there, staring at them, when her assistant walked in.“I’m sorry, ma’am. I will remove them now,” her assistant said quickly, nervously stepping forward to take the flower and snacks to throw th