All Chapters of Unwanted No More : Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

A week later.“Are you sure you can go alone?” Lucien asked Elowen as they had breakfast together.He was dressed for work, but his attention was not on the food in front of him. His eyes stayed on her. “You know I can come with you,” he added softly.Last night, Elowen suddenly remembered that today was her grandma’s fifteen years death anniversary. Since they always held a memorial service for her, she said she would attend.“I’m not going alone, Lucien,” Elowen said slowly as she chewed her food. “I’m going with Cecelia. Remember?” She continued, reminding him that Cecelia was going with her. “It’s still the same as going alone,” Lucien replied with a faint sigh. “What can she do if something goes wrong?”There was quiet fear behind his words.Lucien knew Elowen’s position in the Whitemere family very well. And after what Mr. Whitemere did the last time, he was afraid something like that might happen again.“Nothing like that will happen today,” Elowen said firmly. “I will be fin

The dining hall of the ancestral Whitemere mansion had always felt grand.Everyone had settled into their respective seats.Grandfather had three children — Elowen’s father and two daughters. The daughters were married and had their own families, but they always returned home during special gatherings like this.As always, Elowen sat at the far end of the table.Her face was calm, but she could feel the weight of eyes shifting toward her — especially Scarlett’s. Scarlett looked like she could stab Elowen with the table knife for what had happened earlier… if not for Grandfather’s presence.“I heard you have started working at the company, Scarlett,” Grandfather suddenly said, breaking the silence.Everyone turned to look at him — then at Scarlett except Elowen.Her eyes were fixed on the plate of food in front of her. She had barely touched it.“Yes, Grandpa,” Scarlett replied proudly, throwing a side glance at Elowen.“That’s very good,” Grandfather said with a nod.His old eyes slo

Lucien was sitting in his chair in his office at the police station. His head was resting on the desk as he took a short break, slightly tired from reviewing documents. His phone buzzed with a message notification. He lifted his head, picked up his phone, and saw it was from Elowen. “Are you in the station?” Lucien’s lips curved into a smile. Sitting up properly, he typed back, “Yes, I am. Are you back?” He pressed send. He leaned back in his chair to wait for her reply. It came immediately. He opened it. “Are you busy?” “I’m not,” he replied, his eyes narrowing slightly. She didn’t answer if she was back from the Whitemere house. He was about to call her when another message came in. “I’m outside the station.” Lucien’s heart skipped. He stood up quickly and hurried out of his office. Outside the station building. Elowen sat in her wheelchair, waiting for Lucien with excitement. She could not wait to share the good news of the day with him. That was why she s

At Palm Crest Garden."Wow, it's so beautiful," Cecelia said in awe as she stared at the hand-painted landscape Elowen had just finished drawing."Is it?" Elowen asked quietly, doubting her work as she looked at the drawing. She felt it was a little messy, but it was the best she could do."Yes, it is," Cecelia responded quickly, her eyes still shining in admiration at the masterpiece before her. "You are so talented," she whispered, shaking her head in amazement.Elowen smiled and shifted her wheelchair back slightly to get a better view of her work."Do you think she will like it?" Elowen asked softly, feeling slightly nervous about meeting Lucien's mother tomorrow.Tomorrow was Lucien's mother's birthday, and since Lucien had invited her to the party, Elowen had thought about what to gift her. She couldn’t think of anything. Her intuition told her that Lucien's mother wouldn’t be a simple woman, and she felt she couldn’t afford something that would suit her taste. Rather than gifti

“Relax your mind, Elie,” Lucien said softly to Elowen, who was seated in the passenger seat. His right hand left the steering wheel and held her left hand that was resting on her lap. “I have told you there is nothing to be nervous about. It’s just a family and friends party,” he added, giving her hand a gentle squeeze.They were on their way to Lucien’s mother’s birthday party, and Elowen was feeling nervous. Lucien had told her not to be nervous, but she still was.Elowen turned her head to look at him and nodded with a forced smile. She knew she should relax just like he had said, but she couldn’t help it. She was about to meet his mother. And considering how intimidating Mitchell had been before, her heart refused to calm down.“Are you sure she will like the gift?” Elowen asked quietly. Her eyes moved to the back seat where her drawing, now carefully wrapped in cellophane, was placed.“Yes, she will,” Lucien assured softly but firmly.He wasn’t saying it just to make her feel bet