All Chapters of The Love We Never Expected : Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

The black Ferrari slowed to a stop in front of a quiet house on the outskirts of the city.The neighborhood was peaceful, surrounded by tall trees and neatly trimmed hedges. There were no reporters, no curious neighbors, and no sign that anyone important lived there.Amelia switched off the engine and remained in the driver’s seat for a few seconds.Her hands rested on the steering wheel while Dominic’s cold words echoed in her mind.“You don’t matter anymore.” She closed her eyes briefly before taking a deep breath.There was no point thinking about it now. She stepped out of the car, picked up her handbag and walked toward the front door.Before she could unlock it, the door flew open from the inside.“Mommy!” A tiny girl with soft curly hair came running out as fast as her little legs could carry her.She couldn’t have been older than three. A bright smile covered her little face as she threw herself toward Amelia, expecting to be picked up.Instead, Amelia caught her by the should

Margaret stepped out of the black sedan behind the truck. She stood quietly for a moment, looking at the magnificent mansion before her.By this time tomorrow, after signing the marriage certificate with Grandpa Hale, this would officially become her home.Sophie climbed out of the car next. She slowly removed her sunglasses and looked around the estate.“I still can’t get over how huge this place is.”Nathan shut the car door behind him and glanced toward the gardens stretching across the property.“It looks even bigger during the day.” Margaret heard them but didn’t comment.Instead, she walked toward the servants with a gentle smile.“Thank you for helping us.”“It’s our pleasure, Mrs Hale.” She immediately corrected him politely.“I’m not Mrs. Hale yet.” The housekeeper smiled awkwardly.“My apologies.” Margaret simply nodded.“No harm done.” She turned toward the moving truck.“There are a few boxes marked fragile…Please make sure they’re carried upstairs carefully.”“We will.” W

Ava stood quietly in front of the full-length mirror while the hairstylist made the final adjustments to her hair.The room was unusually quiet.Only the soft sound of the hair straightener and the stylist’s gentle movements broke the silence.The woman stepped back after a few moments and studied her work with satisfaction.“There.”“I think we’re done.” Ava slowly looked at herself in the mirror.For a second, she barely recognized the woman staring back at her.Her long hair had been straightened until it looked smooth as silk. The ends curled slightly inward, framing her face perfectly. A few delicate strands had been tucked neatly behind one ear, giving her an elegant but effortless appearance.The stylist smiled.“You have beautiful hair.”“It hardly needed much work.” She picked up a small brush and lightly dusted away a few loose strands.“And your skin is naturally clear…I’ve worked with brides who needed much more makeup than you.” Ava smiled shyly.“Thank you.” The stylist

The celebration didn’t end until the sky had turned completely dark.Soft lights hanging across the garden gave the Hale mansion a warm glow as the last of Grandpa Hale’s friends prepared to leave.The guests surrounded Ava one after another, each insisting on congratulating her before they went home.“You’ve made your family proud, young lady.”“I wish my grandchildren studied as hard as you.”“You have a bright future ahead of you.”Ava smiled until her cheeks began to ache.“Thank you.”“Thank you so much.”She accepted every compliment with the same humility that had impressed her instructors at the academy.One of the older women gently squeezed Ava’s hand.“Don’t let success change you.”“It won’t.”“I’ll keep working hard.” The woman nodded with satisfaction before getting into her car.Soon, only the Hale family remained in the garden.The servants quietly began clearing away empty plates and glasses while another group removed the decorations from the tables.Grandpa Hale wal

The rain continued to pour as the crowd gathered around Mabel’s motionless body.The driver who had hit her stumbled out of his SUV, his face as pale as a sheet. His hands trembled so badly that he nearly dropped his phone.“I didn’t see her,” he kept saying. “She just… she just walked onto the road.”Nobody answered him.A middle-aged woman pushed through the crowd and knelt beside Mabel. She carefully placed two fingers against Mabel’s neck before letting out a slow breath.“She’s alive,” she said. “Someone call an ambulance if you haven’t already.”“I already did!” a young man shouted from behind the crowd. “They’re on their way.”The woman nodded before taking off her cardigan and placing it over Mabel’s shoulders. Rainwater continued to soak through her clothes, mixing with the blood running from the side of her head.A few people stood frozen in shock.Others whispered quietly among themselves.Within minutes, the sound of sirens echoed through the street.The ambulance stopped