All Chapters of CHASING THE CARPENTER'S HEART: Chapter 21 - Chapter 23

CHAPTER 21 RESTLESS HEARTSThat afternoon, Chatrine sat in Eva’s room with a laptop open on her lap. The screen displayed rows of reports she was supposed to review. But her eyes were unfocused. Her fingers typed, stopped, typed again, then erased everything.Her mind was too noisy.Why did Olivia come to Liam’s house?Chatrine bit her lip. She pictured the soft smile of the dark-haired woman. How dare she come back after betraying Liam? Worse, how dare she get close to his mother?Chatrine shut the laptop with a sharp snap.“Enough. I won’t let that woman win.”She was not Chatrine Madison if she gave up easily. Not even a storm could shake her resolve.“Olivia Marshal, you have no idea who you’re dealing with.”She quickly opened Eva’s wardrobe. Her fingers moved through simple dresses, far from her usual elegant taste. She frowned more than once, then finally pulled out a light blue cotton dress.“This should work.”The cut was simple and slightly loose, clearly not from any famous

CHAPTER 23 A BIT CRAZYLiam stood at the edge of the bed, his eyes sharp, his jaw clenched as he held back his still-erratic breathing. His fingers moved quickly to the row of buttons on his shirt. One by one, they undone with a firm, almost violent movement.Chatrine's breath hitched, her chest pounding. This was no joke; she was facing a man who used to pound on wood blocks.Once all the buttons were undone, Liam quickly pulled the shirt back behind his shoulders. With just one swift tug, his thick, firm chest muscles were immediately exposed. His tanned skin, the typical color of a hard-working man, sunburned, glistened with traces of night sweat.Liam's broad chest wasn't just thickly muscled; every curve of muscle was alive with defined lines. His shoulders were broad, his back strong, his abs solidly covered with bulges of muscle that weren't exaggerated but real, displaying a masculine physique that was the result of pure hard work, not just physical training in the gym.Chatri