Todos os capítulos de When Love Betrays : Capítulo 101 - Capítulo 110

The courtroom was fuller than ever. Even those who had followed the case from a distance wanted to witness the end. Because today, there would be no delay.Gabriel sat in his usual place dressed the same. He was looking calm on the outside. But inside, everything felt different.Beside him, his lawyer remained quiet. Everything that needed to be said had already been said.Across the room, Victoria sat still. Her posture straight and her expression unchanged. She had nothing left to prove.Prisca sat behind, her hands resting in her lap. She didn’t look around or try to read the room. She already knew one thing for sure. Whatever happened today would not go back to the way it was.At the back, Michael stood quietly. He chose not to sit as if standing made it easier to leave once it was over.The clerk stepped forward, all rise, and everyone stood. The judge entered carrying the weight of a decision that would close more than just a case. You may be seated, he said. Chairs moved togeth

The house was calm, not empty. Not silent in a cold way, just peaceful.Victoria stood by the window in the living room, her fingers resting lightly against the curtain.Outside, the evening sky stretched wide, soft shades of orange fading slowly into blue.Cars passed in the distance and people moved along the street.Life continued, steady and unchanged.But inside her— Something had settled.The court case was over. No more meetings, no more questions, and no more waiting. For the first time in a long time, her mind was not racing ahead, not replaying old memories or preparing for the next battle.She exhaled slowly. A deep breath she didn’t realize she had been holding for years.“Victoria.”The voice came gently from behind her. She turned.Aunt Mary stood at the entrance of the room, dressed simply, but with her usual grace. Her presence filled the space in a quiet, comforting way.“You’ve been standing there for a while,” Aunt Mary said softly. Victoria gave a small smile.“I d

The house no longer felt like a home.It had become a place of routine, a place of movement without meaning, and a place of silence that said more than words ever could.Gabriel stood in the middle of the living room, his eyes moving slowly across the space.The same couch, the same table and the same walls that had once held laughter, plans, and promises.Now, it all felt distant. Not broken.Just… finished.Upstairs, he could hear faint movements.The children were getting ready for school.Prisca was with them.That part of the house still had life, still had warmth.But between him and Prisca—There was nothing left to repair.The papers had already been prepared, reviewed and signed.Today was not about arguments, not about decisions.Because those decisions had already been made. Today was about finality.Gabriel picked up the folder from the table.His name was printed clearly on the front alongside Prisca’s. He stared at it for a moment.A few years ago, their names together h

The door had barely settled after Gabriel left, but the house already felt emptier.Prisca stood in the same spot for a long time. Her hand still resting lightly on the table and her eyes fixed on nothing.The silence around her stretched slowly.Moments ago, the house had been filled with voices. Now, there was nothing.She exhaled slowly and sank into the nearest chair. Her body felt tired, but it wasn’t from work. It was from everything she had been holding inside.Her mind didn’t stay still for long, it drifted backwards to a time when things were easier. When the house had felt warm for a different reason.A memory came first. The day Gabriel found out he was going to be a father. She could still see it.The look on his face. She could sense the joy in him that day. He was veru happy and he laughed hard that day.Not the quiet, controlled smile he wore now. He had pulled her into his arms without thinking.You’re serious? he had asked. She had nodded, smiling and he had lifted h

The silence in Victoria’s apartment felt different now.She stood by the window, watching the early morning light stretch across the city.Cars moved below. People rushed through their routines. Life continued without pause.And for the first time in a long while, she didn’t feel left behind.She turned away from the window and walked toward her desk.Her laptop sat open, filled with notes, messages, and drafts.Mask Queen.The name still meant everything to her.But now— It meant something new. Not survival but identity.She sat down and scrolled through the messages that had come in overnight.Women from different places with different stories.Some spoke about heartbreak, others about betrayal, while some spoke about losing themselves.And many were about finding their way back.Victoria read each message slowly.She took her time because she understood every word. She had lived it.One message stood out.“How did you stay strong when everything was falling apart?”Victoria stared