บททั้งหมดของ Her Face, My Wife's Shadow : บทที่ 71 - บทที่ 80

Aria's POV A tall man stood in the doorway, his expression filled with annoyance. But he looked younger than the man I had seen at the party. His hair was darker, his face less weathered, yet the same hard expression sat across his features.Mr. Grey? What's he doing here?Before I could process it, his voice filled the room.“Didn't I warn you to stop wasting your time drawing and concentrate on becoming a proper wife?”“I…” I was completely lost. I couldn't know what to answer. His words caught me off guard.Then I heard a small voice.“Dad…”I turned immediately. A little girl sat at the tiny table. She had my exact face and figure. She quickly abandoned her pencil and climbed to her feet, her eyes already wet.“Dad, I'm still young,” she whispered. “I want to pursue my dream of becoming an architect.”“Are you talking back to me?” He thundered, getting more angry as he crossed the room to seize her slender arms.“Ah!” She cried out, holding her father’s hand. His fingers dug in

Aria's POV He offered me a chair opposite his desk. “Of course.”I sat.He reviewed the chart in front of him. “First of all, your condition has improved. You need to continue the medication, get sufficient sleep, and avoid anything that causes undue stress.”“Thank you.”He smiled. “But I suspect that's not why you've come.”I held his gaze. “Yes, I need to discuss something with you. And this conversation must remain completely confidential.”His shoulders stiffened. “Mrs. Sterling…”“No one else should know about this and certainly not Alexander.”The doctor's face paled. “You understand who you're asking me to keep this from?”“Yes.”He cleared his throat lightly. “Mr. Sterling owns this hospital, and crossing him isn't something I would recommend.”“I'll take responsibility. You wouldn't face the consequences of speaking with me.”The doctor watched me, clearly uncertain about what I had just said. “You seem very confident.”“Absolutely.”He leaned back in his chair. “All right.

Aria’s POVIf I were honest with myself, my nerves were already fraying. This was my first time stepping inside Sterling Mansion since arriving in Australia, and knowing Alexander's mother was somewhere inside that mansion made my heart pound.I drew in a slow breath through my nose, counting: one, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, nine, ten. By the time I reached fifty, my fingers had loosened from the fabric of my gown.I needed to keep myself together. Too much had changed since I first arrived here.Back then, I had been surrounded by unanswered questions, walking through a maze built from other people’s secrets.Now, I knew enough to realize the Sterling family had been living with their own darkness for years. And, strangely, I almost pitied them.Whatever happened tonight, I knew one thing. I wasn't going to remain ignorant anymore.The convoy slowed as we approached the towering gates of Sterling Mansion. The iron gates swung open, revealing a huge estate illuminated

Aria's POV I ran my fingers over the spines of books, wondering what kind of boy Alexander had been before becoming the man everyone feared. Suddenly, something fell on my feet. A silver chain necklace lay across the floor, its delicate links glinting faintly beneath the light. At its center hung a small pendant engraved with a distinctive blue 'P.'Something about the necklace made my chest tighten. Slowly, I crouched down and reached for it. The moment my fingers brushed the cold metal… I was no longer standing in the room. I saw myself in my younger version wearing the same necklace around my neck. The surroundings were hazy, as though I were looking through a thick veil. Nothing was clear; the walls, the trees, the houses, the floor, and even the sky seemed to shift in and out of focus. I couldn't tell where I was or when I was. “Wow, this necklace looks so unique. Who gave it to you, Isabella?” A voice broke throug

Aria's POV I started walking, then… the pain exploded inside my skull again. I waited, gradually raising my hand. A sharp pulse travelled from my temples toward the back of my head. My palm touched my temple, rubbing it against my forehead.The corridor wavered, and the walls seemed to blur. I blinked rapidly, but my vision refused to settle.“Not now...”My knees weakened.I searched the corridor for somewhere to sit. My blurry vision spotted something thick. It was a long upholstered bench that stood against the wall, a short distance away.I forced one foot in front of the other. By the time I reached the seat, my strength was nearly gone. I lowered myself onto the seat and rested my head against the wall.………..“Aria. Aria.”Another gentle tap touched my shoulder.“Aria.”My eyes finally opened.The pain had eased considerably. And the first person I saw was Alexander. His face was close to mine, his handsome features deep with concern. Williams and Mila stood behind him.I blin