Todos os capítulos de HOUSE OF FORBIDDEN DESIRE : Capítulo 131 - Capítulo 140

Isabella’s POVThe hallway air pressed against my skin, thick and unmoving. I stood there, pulse beating steady in my throat, then turned away from the direction Marcus had gone. My feet carried me forward before my thoughts could catch up.Their voices drifted out before I reached the doorway.“…she’s not avoiding you,” Claire said.“It damn well feels like it,” Lucas answered, voice low and edged. “Every time we get close, she slips away. I’m tired of half-truths.”I stepped into the room.Both heads snapped toward me. Claire’s shoulders eased. Lucas’s posture locked tight, jaw flexing once as his eyes met mine.“I’m not giving half-answers anymore,” I said.Claire glanced between us, then offered a small nod. “I’ll give you two some space.” She brushed past, her fingers grazing my arm lightly before she disappeared down the hall.The door clicked shut. The silence that followed sat heavy between us.Lucas straightened, arms loose at his sides but hands half-curled. “You look like y

Isabella’s POVThe room went completely silent.Marcus stood there like he’d just lit a match and was waiting to see what caught fire first.Lucas froze beside me. Claire’s face lost all colour. My mother sucked in a sharp breath behind Marcus.My heart slammed against my ribs.“Marcus,” I said, my voice shaking. “What the hell are you doing?”Lucas turned toward him slowly. Too slowly. The kind of slow that made my stomach twist.“She told you that?” he asked, his voice dangerously quiet.Marcus didn’t flinch. “Yeah. She did.”Lucas looked straight at me.Not at Marcus.Me.The hurt in his eyes cut deeper this time. It wasn’t just shock anymore. It was betrayal.“You told him,” he said softly. “Again.”“I was going to tell you...” I sighed.“You already said that before.”“Lucas—”“No,” he cut in, his voice rising. “Don’t do that thing where you try to soften it after it explodes. Did you or did you not tell him before me?”“She already answered that,” Marcus said.“Stay out of it,”

Isabella’s POVThe everyone in the room went completely still. The machines beside me suddenly sounded too loud.Lucas stared at the phone in his hand, his face switching to a frown instantly. Marcus straightened near the door. Claire looked up sharply from where she had just stepped back into the room with my mother behind her.And me— My blood turned cold so fast my fingers started shaking again.Camilla.My throat went dry. For a second nobody spoke. Then Lucas’s voice cut through the silence. “Where the hell are you?”A soft laugh came through the speaker.“I missed that temper,” Camilla said smoothly. “Still protective, I see.”“Don’t play games,” Lucas snapped. “How did you get this number?”“Oh, Lucas,” she replied lazily. “You’re asking the wrong question.”My stomach twisted hard.Claire stepped closer immediately. “Take it off speaker.”“No,” I whispered before Lucas could move. “Leave it.”Everyone looked at me. I swallowed hard and pushed myself up slightly despite the wea

Isabella’s POVThe doctor looked around the room slowly. Her eyes stopped on my face first, then Claire’s tears, then Lucas walking in with his head low.“What happened?” she asked.Nobody answered.Lucas still held the phone in his hand. The screen had gone dark after Camilla’s call ended.I stared at my mother. “Say something,” I whispered.Mom pressed her trembling fingers against her mouth. “Isabella..”“No.” I cut in quickly. “Don’t say my name like that. Just answer me.”Claire turned toward her so fast the chair legs scraped the floor. “Mom, what is going on?”Mom looked between us helplessly. Her mascara had smudged beneath her eyes. “I didn’t know this would happen.”Lucas laughed quietly.The sound made my stomach twist.“You didn’t know?” he repeated. “How exactly does something like this happen accidentally?”“Lucas, take a chill pill.” Claire said softly.“No, I want her to answer.” His voice stayed low, but I could see the tension in his jaw. His fingers tightened harder

Isabella’s POVAll eyes on me, after Ethan’s question.Claire stood beside the bed with her arms folded tightly across herself, watching me carefully like she was scared of what I might say. Marcus leaned against the wall again, but the tension in his face hadn’t softened. Ethan stayed where he was near the window, waiting. Not pushing. Just waiting.And me… I couldn’t answer.My fingers twisted slowly in the blanket over my lap while my thoughts crashed into each other so hard it made my head hurt. Lucas’s face kept appearing in my mind no matter how much I tried to force it away. The way he looked holding me after the bleeding started. The panic in his voice. The way his hands shook when he thought he might lose me. Lose the baby.Then Marcus’s face slipped in right after it. The garden. His mouth against my hand. His voice promising he would stay even if the child wasn’t his. Ethan standing here now, looking at me like he already knew my silence was the answer he didn’t want.Every