Todos los capítulos de The Choices We Made: Capítulo 161 - Capítulo 170

The fingerprint on the divorce papers was still fresh when a hot tear fell on Channing's signature and blurred the ink. He suddenly coughed up a mouthful of blood, spattering it across the paper. The house staff all froze in terror. Grief and anger had overwhelmed Channing. He had neither eaten nor rested properly all this while. All his strength gave out, and his body crumpled to the floor. His shirt was soaked with blood, and a bright streak clung to the corner of his mouth as he curled into a ball in pain. Margaret was terrified by what had happened. She had never expected Channing to cough up blood. She panicked, clutched her chest, and her eyes reddened. She quickly ordered the house staff to call an ambulance. Samantha had no idea what had happened to Channing, but she was deeply upset. Blood had sprayed all over the divorce papers before she could pull it away. She wanted Channing to sign a new set, but he fainted after that already. Margaret kept screaming, and th

Samantha had never imagined that she had been connected to someone so influential like him all along. Titan Capital far surpassed Lane Group, after all. Still, Samantha couldn't understand one thing.Nathaniel had never appeared before the public. His appearance was a mystery, but his age was officially listed as forty two, sixteen years older than Samantha. Though he carried the presence of someone who had waged wars in the business world for a long time, he was clearly not that old. He looked about thirty at most. Samantha found it hard to believe. Countless entrepreneurs longed to meet him but never could. Now, he was sitting right in front of her… And he was the one who had been protecting her all this time. Samantha asked, "Was it you who saved me? I think I fainted. You brought me here?" Nathaniel nodded. Relief brightened Samantha's face, and she asked eagerly, "Was it you who broke Sydney's legs?" Nathaniel nodded again. "But," Samantha murmured, "how did you

Samantha trusted the powerful man before her far more. Had Sydney stolen her identity? Her biological mother was Yvonne Manning, a famous entrepreneur and female CEO from a wealthy family. The Manning family had indeed been one of the city's most prominent families years ago. Even the city's most famous public park had once been their private estate before they donated it. So… She really was a wealthy heiress. But before she could fully adjust to this new identity, a cold voice rang out. "Your parents, especially your mother, left you an enormous inheritance. It includes a lot of shares and a trust worth hundreds of billions of Westland dollars. The will states that you may inherit it at any time after your twenty-seventh birthday. If you die, the inheritance will be donated to fifty-six charities." Samantha was twenty-six this year, less than two months away from turning twenty-seven. She would soon be able to inherit the estate. But she understood that it would not be so

Samantha clenched her fists and looked at Nathaniel with red eyes. "Please. As long as you help me get divorced, I'll agree to anything..." "Anything?" Nathaniel interrupted before she could finish. "Yes." Samantha made up her mind. She was willing to pay any price to leave this marriage that had trampled her countless times. "Good," Nathaniel said. She froze when she heard him. She had not expected him to agree so easily. Tears welled in her eyes, and her mind went blank. She quickly recovered, and joy surged through her. With Nathaniel's abilities, if he said he would agree to it, then it was within his power. "Thank you," Samantha hurriedly said. "Then, what's your condition?" Nathaniel looked at Samantha's face, round as the moon, and the redness in her eyes. This request had humbled her usual pride, as if she were willing to become anyone's servant to achieve her goal. "The condition is that you marry me," he said. Samantha froze, unable to react for a moment. Sh

Samantha was finally relieved when she heard Nathaniel's confirmation. She did not object to his demand that she become his woman. Once she made the decision, she even felt a trace of anticipation. "Then, shall we do it now?" When Samantha said this, her ears turned bright red. She was deeply embarrassed to offer herself this way. She felt that the man should at least be the one to initiate such a thing. Men usually took the more active role, while women were receivers. But what if Nathaniel suddenly changed his mind? The arrangement seemed to favor her, so she wanted to secure it herself. From what she had observed, Nathaniel would be living abroad while she had to remain here. If she did not seize this chance, she had no idea when she would see him again. Rather than wondering whether he would change his mind, she might as well move things forward until he could no longer back out. Nathaniel paused. Samantha climbed out of bed and walked toward Nathaniel's towering fi