Lahat ng Kabanata ng May We Never Meet Again: Kabanata 191 - Kabanata 200

The next morning, the internet was on fire. Every major news channel, blog, and gossip page had only one headline — “The Union of Two Titans: Charlotte Dean Engaged to Caleb Cooper.”The videos from last night’s event were everywhere. The clip of Caleb kneeling before Charlotte, the diamond ring sparkling, and Charlotte’s tearful “yes” was being replayed on every TV screen across the country.It was as though the whole world was celebrating a love story that had been long in the making. But for one man, the same story felt like a sharp blade piercing deep into his chest.Inside his office at Mills Corp, Nathan sat at his desk, the morning sunlight spilling across the table. Two men in black suits sat opposite him, presenting their reports on an ongoing project.Nathan was nodding faintly to their words, pretending to listen, but his mind was far away.Then, the television mounted on the wall suddenly switched from the financial news to the breaking headline.His attention caught it i

Megan sat cross-legged on the couch beside her elder sister, her phone in her hand as she replayed the videos of Charlotte’s engagement party. The television screen was also tuned to one of the popular entertainment channels still replaying the same scene from the night before. She laughed excitedly, pointing at the screen. “Look at your face here, Charlotte! See how you were just crying and smiling like a baby!”Charlotte smiled shyly, shaking her head. “You and this your video addiction,” she said softly. “You’ve watched this same thing since morning.”Megan ignored her completely, tapping on the screen again. “See how Caleb Briggs knelt down, ah! This part, this part!” she squealed excitedly, replaying the moment Caleb brought out the ring. “You were just standing like statue before you finally said yes. I almost shouted from the hall that night!”Charlotte rolled her eyes and rested her chin lazily on her palm. “You’ve said that a hundred times today,” she muttered, though the s

The morning sun was still shy, painting the clouds gold when Caleb’s car rolled to a gentle stop in front of Charlotte’s gate. The hum of the engine faded, replaced by the sound of soft birdsong from the nearby trees. He turned to her, his face glowing with contentment.“Thank you for making last night the best I ever had,” he said, his voice low, sincere, almost boyish.Charlotte smiled faintly, her hand resting on the car door. She could still feel the warmth of his body from the night before, the comfort of their closeness lingering around her heart. “You’re welcome,” she said softly. “You deserve it.”He chuckled softly. “If you keep talking like that, I’ll kidnap you and never let you go.”She laughed and shook her head slowly. “You’re not serious.”Caleb leaned slightly closer, his eyes twinkling mischievously. “Try me.”Charlotte pressed her lips briefly against his. “Bye, darling. I need to go get ready for work.”He exhaled deeply as though letting her go physically pained h

The gentle organ music filled the church that Saturday morning, wrapping the air in peace and solemnity.Charlotte Dean stood at the altar, radiant like dawn itself, her white gown flowing around her like a stream of grace.Beside her, Caleb Briggs looked every inch the proud groom — his face glowing with joy, his heart brimming with gratitude.It was a day everyone had waited for. The hall was packed with guests — business associates, family, friends, and even admirers who had only known the couple through newspapers and television.Cameras clicked endlessly, lights flashed from every angle, and murmurs of admiration rippled through the crowd like waves.The journey that led Charlotte here had been long and thorny. Years of pain, betrayal, humiliation, and loss had finally birthed a season of peace she once thought she would never know again.Even Megan, seated in the front row with tears glistening in her eyes, could barely believe her daughter’s story had finally come full circle.

The morning light poured gently through the wide glass windows, warming the marble floor of the Mills mansion.Jennifer sat on the long sofa, her eyes following her two children — Melina and Samuel as they played in the living room.Melina, full of energy and imagination, stood with her hands on her waist. “I told you, witches can fly! They can even fly from New York to California in just two minutes!” she declared, her face serious.Samuel frowned, crossing his little arms. “That’s not true! Witches don’t fly, only birds fly. Even airplanes don’t move that fast, Melina!”Melina rolled her eyes dramatically. “You don’t know anything! They fly with broomsticks, Samuel, broomsticks! Haven’t you seen it in movies?”Samuel gasped and pointed a finger at her. “That’s movie, Melina! Not real life! If witches want to go to California, they must enter airplane like every normal person. Or maybe they can drive with car!”Jennifer bit her lower lip, trying not to burst into laughter.Oftentimes