All Chapters of I Only Needed Your Face: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

Watching his back disappear down the corridor, Davina froze, and the color drained from her face.She crushed the medical report into a tight ball and tossed it into the trash. The malice that had flashed in her eyes vanished just as quickly.…Alban drove home at reckless speed, running seven red lights along the way.He took the stairs two at a time. In his haste, he missed a step and tumbled down. Pain shot through his knee, jolting his mind back into focus.He ignored it, pushed himself up, and continued upward.The moment he entered the bedroom, he sensed something was wrong. The air felt cold. The jasmine diffuser she loved sat dark and unlit. Its familiar fragrance was gone.He scanned the room. It felt stripped bare. Everything that belonged to her had disappeared: the plush toys by the bed, the photograph she treasured more than anything. Refusing to accept it, he yanked open the wardrobe and pulled out the drawers.They were all empty. Every piece of clothing was gone

When the car pulled up in front of the villa, even the driver could not resist commenting on its luxury.Eliza said nothing. After she stepped out, she handed him a tip that was more than double the usual amount.The driver's eyes lit up. He accepted the money with a grateful smile. "Thank you. Have a wonderful day."Eliza returned a polite smile but did not reply.He unloaded her luggage and placed it neatly by the front gate before driving away.Eliza unlocked the door and stepped inside. The interior felt spacious and refined. Lavish décor filled the rooms, yet every piece sat in careful order. The floors gleamed without a speck of dust. Someone had clearly arrived ahead of her and cleaned the villa thoroughly.The property had belonged to her aunt. Over the years, a close friend overseas had managed it and rented it out on her behalf. As soon as she learned Eliza was coming, she suggested that Eliza move in. The tenants' lease had just ended.Eliza noticed a small bundle of

Jessica was delighted when she saw the photo. She immediately announced that she would post it to her social feed, and the others agreed it had turned out beautifully.…Far away, in an empty house, Alban came across that same post.The moment the image loaded on his screen, it struck him like a blow to the head.His vision stalled, and his mind went blank.He zoomed in again and again, as if repetition might alter what he saw.In the photo, Eliza wore an elegant dress and smiled brightly. The man beside her leaned slightly toward her with a faint smile. The space between them was narrow enough to suggest intimacy.Anyone would assume they were a couple in love."She found another man that quickly? Is that why she left so decisively? Then is the child even mine? Or is this a game, a calculated move to make me chase her?"Questions battered his thoughts one after another, leaving him unable to think clearly. No matter how many times he asked them, he found no answers. He could

Alban shouted Eliza's name and ran after her. The faster he chased, the faster the figure receded. By the time he reached the end of the alley, no one remained.He stopped, breath ragged, eyes bloodshot.At last, he admitted the truth. He loved her. He could not deny it.…When Alban woke, he lay in a hospital bed. Several close friends stood nearby, their faces tight with worry.His mother hovered at his side. His father stood apart, his expression dark, offering no comfort."A grown man, ruining himself like this," his father, Robert Sidham, snapped the moment he saw him awake. "Do you have any backbone left? Let me be clear. If you keep acting like you're ready to die over this, don't come back to the Sidham family. I'll pretend I never had a son as useless as you."After a long silence, Alban spoke. "I've decided. I'm going to find Eliza."That was the last straw."You're the only heir of the Sidham family now," Robert exploded. "The future of the Sidham Group rests on you

After the party, Eliza settled into her new company with remarkable ease.Her skills quickly proved their worth. Although she had arrived as a parachuted-in supervisor, no one voiced objections. She took on several consecutive projects, and each one ended with a satisfied client. Gradually, her colleagues began to regard her with newfound respect.Even so, Jessica insisted she take a week off because of her condition.Eliza had wanted to keep the momentum going. She genuinely loved the work and did not mind a demanding schedule. Since her boss insisted, however, she accepted the rare break and used the time to attend a prenatal checkup she had arranged earlier.Accustomed to waking at seven every morning, she allowed herself, for once, to sleep until she woke naturally. When she opened her eyes and took in the unfamiliar bedroom, a faint disorientation settled over her.She was adapting, but each morning still carried a trace of unreality.Out of habit, she reached for her phone.