All Chapters of Mr. Frost’s Reluctant Prisoner Bride: Chapter 201 - Chapter 210

After leaving the hospital where he'd visited Evelyn, Cameron immediately called Vanessa back. Evelyn's condition was quite severe; when he went to see her, she was delirious, mumbling Vanessa's name. Anyone witnessing it would feel a pang of deep sympathy."Mr. Voss wasn't lying. It's true." Cameron chose his words carefully, his tone hesitant. "I can tell you have a very close bond with your foster mother. When I was there, she kept calling your name.""It's... not good." Vanessa couldn't forget Evelyn's inaction when she was sent away. But later, she'd come to understand: Evelyn wasn't her biological mother, so her actions were somewhat excusable. Yet, if she wasn't her biological daughter, why miss her so intensely? It seemed far too contradictory. Over the past three years, Vanessa had finally pieced it together. Evelyn had likely treated her as a substitute for her own biological daughter, pouring all her heart and soul into her because of that.Regardless, after years of a moth

Even with his own injuries, Cameron's deepest concern remained Vanessa. Incapable of caring for himself, he still fixed his gaze on her, his eyes soft and tender."Is it because of me that you fought with your big brother?""He's not my brother."No brother in this world would ever wish death upon his sister, abandon her life, choosing instead to save his beloved.Cameron's face was a ghostly pale, haggard. Already frail, prone to sickness and calamity, he had now suffered a sudden misfortune. The strength to speak was barely a strained whisper, his slender frame making him appear even more sickly.Harvey once said he grew up practically living in a medicine jar, and his health had only just begun to improve in recent years. As a child, both traditional Eastern and Western doctors had subtly hinted he wouldn't live to see thirty-five."No matter what, this all started because of me," Cameron rasped, unable to shake the self-blame. He coughed, bending and hunching over, the violent spa

The car window was tapped. Julian snuffed out his cigarette, dark circles prominent beneath his eyes.He blinked his heavy eyelids, peering through the tinted window at Stacey and Stacey’s aunt standing outside the car."Julian, what are you doing here?" His aunt's gaze swept over him, discerning he'd spent the night in the car. "Why do you look so worn out? Didn't you get any rest?"Julian shook his head, his eyes unfocused. "No, I came to see a friend."His aunt, ever the matchmaker, pressed them. "Well, what a coincidence. Stacey's uncle is hospitalized. Come with us to visit him; he was just asking about you last time."Julian wanted to refuse, but Stacey gave him a pleading glance.They were getting a divorce soon; there was no need to make things ugly. In front of her family, giving her a bit of face was only right."Alright." Julian followed them inside. Stacey walked slowly beside him, her hand, which had been hanging at her side, reached for his, fingers lacing together in a

As the party wrapped up, Perry had already changed into a fresh shirt and suit, complete with a new tie – all courtesy of Belinda Kingston, who'd personally seen to his wardrobe update.They stood side-by-side outside the ballroom, a moment before leaving. Julian waited for Jerry to pull the car around, while Perry, a barbed remark forming on his lips, was about to launch another jab at Julian when a woman rushing up from behind cut him off.“Mr. Hale.” Belinda, holding up the hem of her gown, hurried over. “I’m truly sorry about what happened earlier. I'll send you a new suit another day. Could you possibly tell me your size?”Perry was no stranger to the eager overtures of wealthy young women. He'd always dismissed them before, but now? Now things were different.He offered a refined smile, then countered, “Isn’t the suit I’m wearing now supposed to be my compensation?”“The size isn’t right. It doesn’t count.”Jerry arrived with the car.Julian had no patience for this blossoming r

After her injuries had healed, she was to return to Dublin, so Vanessa specifically went to buy a new suit. Before leaving, she had to pick up Lily, and Cameron always needed to look presentable. Vanessa remembered his measurements perfectly, reeling them off one by one, and chose a stately black.After ordering the suit, she noticed someone had been watching her the entire time.It was Julian's wife.It was just a cup of coffee, and Vanessa wasn't that stingy. Stacey still wore her familiar gentle smile, but after three years, there was a touch more pretense, less of the pure innocence she once had."You don't know, in the three years since you left, Julian has always been so regretful."She didn't need Julian's regret.Vanessa let out a short laugh. "By my reckoning, your child should be two years old now?""You don't know?" Stacey's eyes widened slightly, a look of profound surprise on her face. "That child was accidentally miscarried. I was in a bad place then, emotionally, and th