Todos los capítulos de Rejected by One, Wanted by Another : Capítulo 131 - Capítulo 140

Jonathan stepped out of the private elevator at Blake Holdings just after nine that morning. Rainwater still clung to the shoulders of his dark coat as the elevator doors slid shut behind him. The legal department was already in full motion. The large conference room was filled with thick stacks of medical files, hospital records and pharmacy reports. Robert looked up as Jonathan entered. "We finally have everything. The court signed the order this morning. We now have unrestricted access to every medical record the Matthews family kept sealed." Jonathan opened the file. Thomas Quinn's name appeared across the top of the first page He flipped through dozens of charts before stopping. "What am I looking at?" Robert looked toward the two doctors waiting quietly nearby. "Doctor." One of them stepped forward. He was in his late fifties, dressed in a white coat with reading glasses resting low on his nose. "I'm Dr. Aris. My colleague and I specialize in neurological rehabilit

The familiar smell of coffee drifted from the kitchen as Lucy stepped into the house. Margaret was folding a basket of freshly dried clothes on the sofa while Leo sat on the floor nearby, building a tower out of toy blocks. She looked up when she heard the door. A warm smile spread across her tired face. "There you are," she said. "I was starting to wonder where you'd disappeared to." Lucy slipped off her shoes and smiled. "I had somewhere important to be." Margaret studied her for a moment. "Come and sit down. You look exhausted." Lucy crossed the room and sat beside her. Leo looked up from his blocks. "Hi, Lucy." "Hi, sweetheart." "Did you eat lunch?" Lucy laughed quietly. "I honestly don't remember." "I had two sandwiches," Leo announced proudly. "I'm impressed." Satisfied with that answer, he went back to his blocks. Margaret watched him for a second before turning back to Lucy. "So... what was so important?" Lucy let out a slow breath. "It was about Dad

Jonathan pulled Lucy hard against his chest, his arms locking around her waist. His body was warm and solid, and she melted into him, burying her face in his neck, breathing in the scent of him. He tilted her chin up. His dark eyes burned into hers for one heartbeat, then dropped to her lips. He kissed her. It wasn’t soft. It was raw. His mouth claimed hers, tongue pushing past her lips, stroking deep, tasting her like he’d waited a lifetime. Lucy moaned into the kiss and answered just as fiercely, her fingers sliding up into his hair, pulling him closer. Their tongues tangled, wet and desperate. He sucked on her bottom lip, bit it gently, then dove back in, devouring her until her knees went weak. Without breaking the kiss, Jonathan lifted her. She wrapped her legs around his waist as he carried her through the dark apartment, lips still locked. He kicked the bedroom door shut behind them. He set her on the edge of the big bed and stood between her thighs. “Look at me, baby,”

A month had passed since the trial. The Quinn house felt different now. The windows were open, letting in the warm afternoon breeze. Sunlight streamed through the living room and spilled into the dining area, making the small house feel brighter than it had in years. The smell of roasted chicken, fresh bread, and herbs drifted from the kitchen, mixing with the sound of laughter that had slowly become common again. Margaret moved around the dining room, placing bowls of vegetables and mashed potatoes on the wooden table. She paused often to straighten a plate or smooth the tablecloth, smiling to herself as she worked. It had been a long time since she had cooked for her whole family. Thomas sat at the head of the table, looking healthier every day. The pale, exhausted man who had spent months lying motionless in a hospital bed was gone. His face had regained its color, and although he was still rebuilding his strength, he no longer looked like someone fighting to survive. Hi

The black SUV came to a smooth stop at the entrance of a quiet private marina, far away from the noise of the city. Jonathan stepped out first before walking around to Lucy's side. He opened the door and held out his hand with a gentle smile. "Ready?" he asked. Lucy smiled as she placed her hand in his. "Yes sir." Hand in hand, they walked down the long wooden pier. Elegant yachts were docked on either side, each one more impressive than the last. Lucy knew Jonathan was wealthy. After all, he owned one of the biggest companies in the country. But as they continued walking, she realized she hadn't even begun to imagine the kind of life he lived. At the very end of the pier rested a stunning white yacht unlike anything she had ever seen… polished wooden decks, wide glass windows, and soft lights already glowing along the railings. A small crew waited quietly beside the boarding bridge. The captain greeted Jonathan with a respectful nod. "Good evening, Mr. Blake." Jonathan r