Lahat ng Kabanata ng Off Limit: Claimed By My Ex-fiance's Step-dad : Kabanata 171 - Kabanata 180

~~~Freya~~~ Ellie slowly turned her head toward the sound of my voice. Her eyes widened slightly when they landed on me and a soft, familiar smile spread across her face. “Freya…?” Her voice was weak, but it was her voice. After so many years of barely being able to speak, hearing it again made my knees feel weak. I didn’t move at first. My feet felt glued to the floor. I don't know why but I still refused to believe I'm seeing grandmama again. Is this real? After all these years of praying, waiting, and hoping… was she really here? My steps were slow and hesitant as I walked toward her, almost afraid that if I moved too fast, she would disappear like a dream. My heart was pounding so hard it felt like it might burst out of my chest. Please don’t let this be a dream. Please let this be real. I stopped right in front of her wheelchair. With trembling fingers, I reached out and gently touched her cheek, as if I needed to confirm she was really there. Her skin was warm. Real. “Ellie

~~~Freya~~~My entire body went ice cold.Samantha Reyes?The woman standing there in a white doctor’s coat with a stethoscope around her neck was none other than Samantha. Ryder’s so-called wife. The same woman who had tried to run me over.I stared at her in complete shock, my mouth slightly open. She’s a doctor?I quickly glanced at Ryder, hoping for some kind of reaction, but his face was completely blank — cold and unreadable. That only made my panic worse.“No… no, no, no!” I suddenly lunged forward, my voice rising into a scream. “Why the hell are you here?! Get away from my grandmother! You have no right to be here!”The doctor who had come out earlier stepped between us, raising his hands. “Miss, please calm down. Dr. Samantha Reyes is one of the senior cardiologists in this hospital. We’re currently short-staffed in the room, and she’s the best person to assist right now. Her expertise is exactly what your grandmother needs in this critical moment.”I was shaking with rage a

~~~Freya~~~I sat beside the bed, holding Ellie’s cold hand tightly between mine. My tears wouldn’t stop falling as I spoke to her, my voice broken and raw.“Ellie… I’m so sorry I wasn’t here sooner,” I whispered, sniffling. “All this happened because of me. I shouldn't have allowed Samantha be part of the doctors that wanted to treat you.”All this death thing… you died because of a panic attack? It’s fucking fake. I’m sure of it.My mind refused to accept it. Something happened in that room while they were treating you. Samantha was way too calm when everyone else was panicking. No. I wouldn’t believe your death was natural. Not after what you were about to tell me.I wiped my tears roughly with the back of my hand, sniffling hard. I squeezed Ellie’s hand tighter, my voice determined through the sobs.“Don’t worry, Abuela. I’ll get to the bottom of this. I’ll make sure whoever did this to you is punished. I promise.”I leaned down and kissed her forehead one last time before standin

~~~Freya~~~I couldn’t sit still.My heart was pounding with a mix of anxiety, anger, and desperate hope as we waited in the hospital’s private consultation room. I was so eager to get the results, I needed to know the truth. Seeing Samantha’s face that day, how pale and nervous she got the moment I mentioned the test, only confirmed my suspicion. That woman definitely had something to do with this.But I still hadn’t figured out who she was talking to that day. The figure in the black hoodie looked so familiar… but it couldn’t be who I was thinking. There was no way Samantha could be connected to my family like that. Still, my gut kept telling me the person Ellie saw right before her panic attack was the same one Samantha was secretly meeting.It has to be connected.Anyway, now that we were finally here for the results, I couldn’t wait any longer. Ryder had made sure the tests couldn’t be altered. If anyone had tried to tamper with the results, it means they have a death wish. And

~~~Samantha~~~How did things end up like this?I never thought it would go this far. I just wanted Ryder back. I just wanted to get rid of that little bitch Freya and her grandmother who was about to expose everything. One wrong injection… one moment of panic… and now I’m here. Handcuffed in the back of a police van, my throat still burning from Ryder’s grip.I regret it. I really do. I should’ve been more careful. I should’ve never let my hatred get the best of me in that room. Now everything is falling apart. But what could I do? Aside from the fact that I wanted Ryder for myself and get rid of that bitch, I was asked to get rid of Ellie. It was necessary I get rid of her, because not only will it benefit the person, it'd also benefit me and save us both from going to jail. But now, here I am. I should've been more careful. I didn’t know Freya would suspect me for real. She's too sharp.Oh my God. What's gonna happen to me right now? I don't want to die in jail.The cops were harsh