Todos os capítulos de His Rotten Vow: Capítulo 51 - Capítulo 60

Damon stood beside the terrace pillar, his arms crossed over his chest, his jaw set like stone. The warmth Sara had given him felt like nothing more than a fleeting sweet dream.His sharp gaze followed Roger’s car as it began to leave the driveway. Catching sight of the back seat, his anxiety spiked upon seeing Sara holding their baby, whom she had brought along.Before getting into the car earlier, Sara had paused to turn around. She looked at him with a warning glint in her eyes.“Don’t follow us. I don’t want to make Mr. Hanson suspicious,” Sara had said.Now, after Roger’s car completely vanished around the street corner and out of sight, Damon’s inner turmoil boiled over. Doubt crept into his mind, eroding the last remnants of his patience.“Damn it,” Damon muttered under his breath.He let out a harsh snort. What if last night's permission was just a cunning ploy? Andrew’s invitation could easily be a cover for Sara to run away with Roger, taking their child with her.Yet, on th

Sara felt had no idea that Damon was tailing her all the way. When she arrived home, she found him already waiting at the front door.Damon glanced briefly at Roger, who had driven her home, then took the stroller from his adopted brother without a word. He wrapped an arm around Sara’s shoulder as they stepped inside.“You must be exhausted. Go take a shower. I will change Alexa’s clothes and put her to sleep,” Damon said, as gentle as ever.As if she hadn't just sworn off ever loving him to Roger, Sara smiled warmly at him, keeping up her act. “Thank you, Damon.”Damon stared at her for a long moment with an unreadable gaze, making her feel uneasy.“Do you want to say something?”“Nothing.” Damon merely forced a half-hearted smile while patting her arm, then turned away to tend to Alexa.The door clicked firmly shut, leaving a suffocating silence in the living room. Damon stood motionless beside the crib where Alexa now slept soundly, clenching both fists until his knuckles turned wh

Silence. No one in the house heard Sara calling out.Only Alexa's cries echoed louder within the empty room.Sara froze for a moment. Her heart beat twice as fast, not from the hassle of caring for an infant, but from a sudden realization that made her throat go dry.‘Why did I call for him?’ she thought in a panic, her hands trembling as she fastened the tabs of the new diaper around Alexa's tiny body.All this time, Damon's presence was a symbol of a prison, a threat, and terror for her. Yet, when he was truly gone for three full days, a strange, hollow void yawned open in her chest.An unfamiliar sensation pierced softly. It was a baseless sense of loss, one she had never permitted to take root in her heart.Sara quickly scooped Alexa into her arms, holding her daughter tightly as if searching for an anchor amidst the sudden wave of emotion.“Don't be foolish, Sara,” she whispered to herself with a trembling voice, trying to shake off the strange tightness constricting her chest. “

Roger’s eyes widened completely. His grip on the phone almost slipped. “What do you mean by takeover investment?”“He just arrived with his legal team. The business alliance announcement between the Moretti Group and the Hanson Group... it was actually a ruse to seize our contract.”The world around Roger seemed to collapse instantly. His breath caught in his throat.“Damon used the right-of-acquisition clause to replace the Hanson Group as the primary investor. Through a new acquisition deed signed this morning... he’s officially the controlling shareholder of Pearl & Co. now,” Mason added.Where she stood, Sara heard every word uttered from that phone. Her face lost all its remaining color. Her lips parted slightly, but no sound came out.​Damon.​The man moved in silence, turning the tables in an unexpected way, and now annexed the very company where Roger built, holding absolute power over the lives of the people who had tried the hardest to keep him away from Sara.​Roger ended t

Sara held her breath, allowing the suffocating silence to hang between their heartbeats before launching into her next performance. She lowered her head, letting the tangled strands of her hair fall to shroud her face, then slowly lifted her gaze with eyes that shimmered with gathering tears, a portrait of a fragile woman on the verge of despair.“But, Damon… I don’t want to give up my job,” Sara said, her voice raspy, weaving a subtle tremor into the end of her sentence that sounded entirely authentic. “For the first time in my life, I feel as though I have a purpose. Before I met you, I couldn’t even do anything I truly wanted. This job… it’s like a dream I had buried long ago because of my circumstances.”Damon knew the particulars of Sara’s background all too well. She had lived in poverty since losing her younger sister, forced to sacrifice her future and work herself to the bone just to pay for her ailing father’s care.That confession struck his chest, creating an unfamiliar ac