Todos los capítulos de May We Never Meet Again: Capítulo 181 - Capítulo 190

Charlotte sat quietly on a wooden bench, the cool breeze brushing against her skin. Earlier when she returned, Inspector Gerald had reached her with stock of evidence he'd gathered since her disappearance, and seeking for her concern to commence Nathan's arrest and prosecution, but she'd objected, though appreciated the inspector for his persistence in seeking justice, she wanted Nathan suffer slowly for everything, including this bitch, Jennifer.The evening sun cast long shadows across Roger’s Park, bathing the environment in a soft golden glow. Families occupied almost every corner of the park, creating the exact atmosphere Charlotte had hoped for when she chose this location.Around her, children ran about with their mothers, their laughter filling the air.Swings creaked, balls bounced, tiny shoes pattered across the tiled floor.Somewhere nearby, a little boy cried after falling from his bicycle while his mother hurried to carry him. Vendors moved around with snacks and colorf

The cold night breeze swept across the compound, rustling the leaves of the tall ornamental trees lined beside the driveway. The large mansion stood brightly illuminated against the darkness, yet the atmosphere around it felt anything but calm.Caleb’s chest rose and fell heavily as he glared at Nathan like a man struggling to control the storm inside him.“What are you doing here? Who gave you the permission to come here?” Caleb asked, his voice vibrating with fury as he stepped closer to Nathan.His fists were clenched, his eyes blazing with contempt.Every vein in his body screamed at him to throw a punch. The anger he had bottled up for years pressed violently against his restraint. Just looking at Nathan standing there calmly was enough to make his blood boil.He wanted to smash his face before he even uttered another word.But he held himself back.Nathan stood calmly under the glow of the compound lights, though his shirt was slightly wrinkled from the long drive. His hair loo

The living room was quiet, shadows stretching softly across the tiled floor as the evening lights flickered against the walls. The tension Nathan left behind still lingered heavily in the air, almost like smoke after a fire. Charlotte paced slowly in front of the couch while Caleb sat watching her silently, his hands clasped together, his jaw tight with lingering irritation.Nathan had stormed out barely a minute ago. His angry footsteps had echoed through the compound before the violent slam of his car door shook the night. Seconds later, the roar of his engine faded beyond the gates, but somehow his presence still remained.Charlotte finally stopped pacing and turned toward Caleb. Her face carried guilt despite how calm she tried to appear.“I’m sorry for making you feel like this,” she said quietly. “I just wanted to know what that woman had to say. I wanted Jennifer to stop disturbing me once and for all.”Caleb sighed deeply and leaned back properly into the couch. “You should

Nathan and Jennifer stood together in the living room, their arms wrapped around each other while their lips met in a kiss that tried desperately to hide the widening cracks in their marriage.Little Melina stood nearby watching them carefully.Then suddenly, her tiny giggle filled the room.“Mum, Dad, have you both stopped fighting?” she asked innocently, tilting her small head sideways while hugging her doll against her chest.Jennifer’s eyes widened slightly.Where exactly does this child even learn all these words from? she wondered silently.Nathan slowly bent to Melina’s level and placed both hands gently on her shoulders. His expression softened instantly as he looked into her innocent eyes.“We are a happy family,” he said softly. “And that we will always be.”He leaned forward and kissed her forehead lovingly.“Yeahhhhhhh!” Melina screamed excitedly, throwing both hands into the air like someone who had just won a trophy.Jennifer burst into laughter immediately.Even Nathan

The conference room inside Golden Aura was filled with a mix of excitement and formality. Charlotte sat at the head of the long glass table, flanked by her lawyer, two of her board members, and their guests — Mr. Goodman and his company lawyer. The large windows let in soft daylight, illuminating the stacks of neatly arranged documents before them.The air smelled faintly of coffee and expensive perfume. Tablets, files, and branded notepads were spread neatly across the polished table. Sandra Oliver stood quietly by the side with a folder pressed against her chest, her sharp eyes moving around the room to ensure everything remained in order.“Ladies and gentlemen,” Mr. Goodman began, adjusting his glasses. “It’s a pleasure to formalize this partnership today. I must say, Miss Dean, your work speaks volumes.”“Thank you, Mr. Goodman,” Charlotte replied, her smile polite and professional. “We look forward to a partnership that benefits both sides.”There was confidence in her voice,