All Chapters of The Bride They Sacrificed: Reborn To Love And Kill: Chapter 131 - Chapter 140

Lucian felt her fingers tighten around his arm. He could still feel her shock. He gently pulled her toward the guardrail. "Sit down.” He helped her sit before crouching in front of her, ignoring the blood still trickling down his temple. “Look at me, baby.” Elara’s eyes lifted, filled with shock and tears. “You’re safe,” Lucian said quietly. The calm certainty in his voice grounded her instantly and her breathing steadied. Sirens began to sound in the distance, faint at first, then growing louder as emergency vehicles approached. People stepped back to clear space as the ambulance screeched to a stop beside the wreck. Two paramedics jumped out immediately. “Are they the ones from the car?” “Yes!” a bystander shouted. The paramedics hurried over. Lucian stood automatically. “Sir, are you injured? Can you walk? Could you please tell me where you are hurt?” “I’m fine,” Lucian said through gritted teeth at the many questions, making him feel more dizzy. The p

Meanwhile, Felix’s phone buzzed violently in his pocket. One of his friends leaned over the table. “Dude, you look like you saw a ghost.” Felix read the message from Lisa and his face went pale. “My brother and sister-in-law were just in a car accident.” The table went silent. His friends' mouths hung open but no words came out. Felix grabbed his jacket immediately. “I’ve gotta go.” “Are they okay?” One of his friends asked. “I don’t know yet,” Felix answered as he rushed out of the room. And that uncertainty was the worst part. ******** By the time the Hale family reached the hospital, tension hung thick in the air. Seraphina burst through the emergency entrance like a storm. “Lucian Hale,” she said breathlessly to the nurse at the desk. “Where is he?” The nurse looked up. “Are you family?” “I’m his mother. Where's my son and daughter-in-law?” Seraphina practically yelled. The nurse nodded. “They’re both being examined right now.” Seraphina’s hands

Silence filled the room so completely that it felt almost unnatural, as if the world itself had paused in anticipation. Lucian stood perfectly still, not moving, not blinking, barely even breathing, while the quiet stretched for several long seconds that seemed to suspend reality itself. Felix tilted his head slowly, studying Lucian with growing curiosity, while Lisa stared at his face as if she were observing some rare scientific phenomenon unfolding before her eyes. Nathan folded his arms calmly, watching with measured interest, while Seraphina had already clasped both hands over her mouth, tears shimmering brightly in her eyes all over again. Felix began silently counting in his head, one second, two seconds, three, before finally leaning toward Lisa and whispering dramatically, "...I think we broke him." Lucian's head turned slowly toward Felix, the movement stiff and mechanical, like someone operating on delayed instructions. His voice came out hoarse, rough with confu

Elara's expression slowly changed, because she had been thinking the exact same thing since the moment the truck appeared. Slowly Elara's hand moved to her stomach, the gesture almost unconscious, yet Lucian noticed it immediately. His gaze dropped to her hand, then returned to her face. "Ela." She hesitated slightly. "You know." It wasn't a question, more like a statement. Lucian nodded. "The doctor told the family." Her eyes widened. "They told you?" "No," he replied darkly. "They told everyone else first." Elara blinked. "Oh." Leaning slightly closer, he said quietly, "You're pregnant, sweetheart." The words came out softer than she expected-not shocked, not confused, but almost awed, as if he was still grasping the meaning behind them. Her fingers tightened in the blanket. "I didn't know before the accident. I just found out not so long ago." "I know," Lucian said with a nod. "They only told me a little while ago too." Lucian's expression softened as the

The Vaughn family home had always been loud, but never in the way homes filled with love were supposed to be. No. The Vaughn house had a completely different kind of noise, the suffocating kind, the sort of atmosphere that pressed down on your chest even when you tried to ignore it. Arguments had always been a daily occurrence inside that house. Even during the rare moments when the house fell technically quiet, the tension never truly disappeared. The living room, in particular, had witnessed countless disputes over the years... Ethan arguing with Marjorie about failed investments, Aaron shouting about business opportunities that never seemed to work out, Marjorie complaining endlessly about how much money was being wasted, and Evelyn occasionally bursting into dramatic tears whenever sympathy suited her needs. And through all of that chaos, through all of those ugly scenes that replayed again and again, there had once been someone who quietly cleaned up the mess, someone wh