《CHASING THE CARPENTER'S HEART》全部章節：第 61 章 - 第 70 章

The morning sun had just begun rising above the rooftops of the old houses in the Canterbury countryside, pouring through the wide windows covered by thin cream curtains in Chatrine’s bedroom. The fresh air carried the scent of wet grass along with the noisy chatter of honey birds perched on tree branches outside.The room itself was simple but carried touches of classic femininity. A crystal vase filled with fresh roses rested atop the vanity table, a soft woven rug spread beneath their feet, and the ivory satin sheets still remained deliciously tangled from the previous night.Liam stepped out of the bathroom while drying his hair with a towel. He was still wearing the same shirt from yesterday. Since returning from Seattle, he had not gone back to his own house yet.Liam stopped for a moment, watching Chatrine silently.She stood before the mirror, fastening the last button of her white silk blouse paired with a light beige blazer. Liam had always loved the way Chatrine dressed.He

Liam sat inside his workspace surrounded by towering stacks of sketch papers, rolled blueprints, and several reference books about Middle Eastern architecture. The warm glow of the desk lamp illuminated sheets of white paper covered in thick black pencil strokes. His fingers moved steadily, occasionally stopping as he stared at the lines he had drawn, almost as if he were silently speaking with his own sketches.Liam studied every curve and every carved detail carefully, as though he were not merely designing chairs or tables, but fragments of a soul that needed to breathe life into his work. He compared traditional Islamic geometric motifs with modern minimalist lines, constantly weighing how to preserve their sacred elegance while making them appealing to a global audience.Sometimes he stopped entirely, closing his eyes for a moment and allowing his imagination to work inside his mind. He pictured magnificent hotel lobbies where crystal chandeliers cast golden light across finely c

Morning in London was still wrapped in a veil of pale gray skies when Liam and Chatrine arrived at Heathrow. The late summer air felt warmer than usual, humid and faintly sharp against the skin even before the sun had fully risen. The airport glowed beneath yellow-white lights, crowded with hurried passengers, the scent of coffee drifting through the constant echo of flight announcements.Liam pulled a large suitcase filled with samples and design prototypes, while Chatrine carried her work bag containing all the presentation documents. There was little conversation between them. Only brief glances that silently confirmed the same thing... they were ready.The magnificent Emirates A380 waited at the gate. When they stepped into the business class cabin, spacious leather seats, oversized entertainment screens, and luxurious service greeted them instantly. Yet both of them were too consumed by focus for comfort to matter more than background scenery.Throughout the seven-hour flight, Ch

BAB 68 THE STRUGGLELiam froze for half a second, his heart nearly bursting inside his chest.Just as he feared, the little boy had slipped into the fountain unnoticed. His tiny body struggled soundlessly before sinking deeper beneath the water.Liam could not stop himself.His body reacted faster than thought itself.Without caring about his expensive suit or polished shoes, he rushed toward the fountain’s edge and plunged in.Water exploded upward with a violent splash.Gasps and screams erupted across the hotel lobby as Liam disappeared beneath the surface.He swam deeper immediately.Through the bluish clarity of the water, he saw the small child fighting weakly as he drifted farther down. The red rubber ball floated harmlessly above while the boy’s dark hair spread weightlessly around his pale face.Hold on, kid...Liam kicked harder, cutting through the water with every ounce of strength he had.His lungs were already beginning to burn, but he finally reached the child’s arm.He

BAB 70 AFTER THE FAILUREChatrine and Liam were already seated inside the car, the driver prepared to take them back to the airport.But Liam’s clothes were still soaking wet, and he did not seem to care.“We’re going home?” Liam asked quietly.Chatrine had not even answered when her phone suddenly vibrated.A message appeared on the screen.She read it quickly.“We’ve been invited to Mr. Harlot’s residence,” Chatrine told him.Liam immediately turned toward her. “Where?”“Here,” she answered simply.It seemed Liam still was not entirely accustomed to people wealthy enough to own homes in different countries.That afternoon, they canceled their return flight to London.Instead, Chatrine and Liam accepted Tobias Harlot’s invitation.Tobias Harlot’s luxurious penthouse stood at the top of one of Dubai’s towering skyscrapers in the heart of the city. The moment their car stopped before the grand lobby entrance, attendants hurried forward to open the doors.“Miss Madison, we’ve been expec