บททั้งหมดของ HOUSE OF FORBIDDEN DESIRE : บทที่ 141 - บทที่ 150

“What exactly was I supposed to find out?” My voice sounded strange even to me. Like my body had gone past panic and landed somewhere colder.Claire stood near the bed so stiffly now that even her breathing looked forced. Marcus had stopped leaning back in the chair completely; both feet planted firmly against the floor, elbows on his knees, eyes fixed on me. Ethan stayed near the foot of the bed, quiet for once, but his attention hadn’t left my face since I spoke.And Lucas… Lucas looked wrecked, he was angry anymore or defensive.Camilla was the only one still composed, which somehow made me hate her more.“Well?” I asked again, louder this time. “You came here throwing half-finished truths at people. Finish the sentence.”Camilla inhaled slowly. “I don’t know yet.”A laugh escaped me before I could stop it. “You don’t know yet,” I repeated. “You blow up my entire life in one day, follow me to a hospital, tell me my baby might not belong to the person I thought, imply Richard falsif

Isabella’s POV “Who is this?”My voice sounded thinner than I wanted.The hospital room had gone completely still after the call connected. The low hum of the machines filled the quiet space. Even Marcus stopped moving in his chair. Lucas stood near the window, one hand resting on the back of his neck, his eyes locked on me with an intensity that made my heart beat harder and uneven.The man on the phone let out a soft breath. “My name is Daniel Reeves. I worked legal oversight for the clinic before it shut down.”Mom’s head lifted sharply. “Legal?”Camilla’s expression changed right away. It was a small shift, but I noticed it.“You know him,” I said.Camilla looked at me slowly. “I know of him.”“That’s comforting,” Marcus muttered.Daniel kept going before anyone else could cut in. “I don’t have much time, Isabella. Richard’s already trying to clean this up.”Lucas stepped forward right away. “Clean what up?”The man paused for a second. “The truth about your mother.”The air in t

Isabella’s POV “What article?” Claire reached Marcus first, snatching the phone out of his hand before he could answer. She held it close to her face, eyes moving quickly across the screen. The second her eyes scanned the words, all the color drained from her face. Her lips parted slightly, and her shoulders dropped. “Oh my God.” My stomach dropped fast. A heavy, sick feeling settled low in my belly. “Claire,” I said sharply. “What does it say?” She didn’t answer right away. She just kept staring at the phone, her fingers gripping it tighter. Marcus took the phone back gently from her hand. “Don’t freeze up now.” Claire looked sick, her skin pale under the fluorescent lights. “It’s bad.” “How bad?” Ethan asked from near the door. Marcus exhaled slowly through his nose, his chest rising and falling. He held the phone steady and started reading aloud. “Sources close to the Maxwell family claim a private hospital emergency involving Isabella Maxwell may be connected to long-

Isabella’s POV “Call somebody!”Claire’s voice echoed through the room so loudly that the nurse who had just stepped out rushed back in right away. Her shoes squeaked against the tile floor as she moved quickly toward the bed.Marcus grabbed the edge of the blanket first, pulling it back slightly. “Jesus Christ.”Mom went white, her face lost all color as she stood there near the wall, one hand pressed against her chest.Camilla stopped moving entirely. She stood frozen in place, eyes fixed on the bed.I stared at the blood spreading beneath me and couldn’t process it. My brain refused to accept what I was seeing. The dark red stain kept growing slowly across the white hospital blanket and the sheet underneath.No. Not happening. Not real.Claire climbed onto the bed beside me immediately, her hands gripping my shoulders carefully but firmly. The mattress dipped under her weight. “Bella, look at me.”I couldn’t. My eyes stayed fixed downward. More blood, too much. It felt warm and we

Isabella’s POV “That’s a lie.” Mom said it too quickly. Her voice cut through the hospital room and made everyone turn toward her at once.Lila tilted her head slightly. “Then why are you panicking already?”“I’m not panicking.”“You grabbed the chair hard enough to almost tip it over.”Mom looked down instinctively. Her fingers loosened immediately from the chairback. The metal legs scraped lightly against the tile floor. Tiny mistake. But enough.Lucas noticed too. His shoulders tensed under his shirt and his eyes narrowed as he watched her. “What man?” he asked quietly.Lila kept her eyes on Blair. “Middle-aged. Grey suit. Claims he worked security for the fertility clinic years ago.”Marcus frowned instantly. “And security just let him upstairs?”“He didn’t come up,” Lila replied. “But he’s talking to reporters downstairs.”Claire went pale. Her face lost color under the fluorescent lights. “No.”Marcus already pulled out his phone again. He tapped the screen quickly, the glow li