All Chapters of His Bride by Contract, His Obsession by Fate: Chapter 111 - Chapter 120

"Mom, that's enough!" Richard yelled as he quickly rushed between the two mothers, pulling Helen away while Alana wept uncontrollably on the bed from pain and humiliation. "Don't call Alana filthy. I know I made a mistake, but please… spare my child.”Alana’s loud sobbing echoed throughout the room—a sound of a broken heart and total hopelessness.Helen turned around to leave, but as she took a step, she saw Rory coming in. Helen’s expression softened automatically.Rory was carrying a basket of fresh apples and grapes. Her eyes were slightly glistening as she took in the chaotic scene."W-what does that mean?" Rory’s voice was barely audible, even to herself.Helen immediately rushed to Rory. The older woman held Rory's shoulders with intense concern, as if protecting her from the painful truth."Rory, dear..."Rory blinked, pretending to be confused, dialing up the innocent look on her face. "What do you mean Richard is the father of Alana’s baby? Are you guys messing with me? Am I

As soon as the master bedroom door swung open, Helen marched straight inside. Her face was flushed red with fury, her hands trembling as she confronted her husband, who was calmly removing his watch by the bedside table. "You need to hear this!" Helen burst out, her voice nearly cracking with intense rage. "That son of yours... he is utterly shameless! He has deceived us all!" Mr. Summers frowned and tossed his watch onto the table. "What has that boy gotten into this time?" "He got Rory's sister pregnant! Alana!" Helen yelled, shivering with disgust. "Can you imagine that? He knew Alana was the younger sister of his long-term girlfriend, and that they've been together for years. And then what? He gets Alana pregnant? What on earth will people say when they find out Richard knocked up the sister of his long-term girlfriend?!" Mr. Summers was slightly taken aback. His eyes widened in shock, but the expression vanished just as quickly. He fell silent for a moment, leaned back against

Everything Rory overheard... and the words "Rory is not my child" completely shattered her. Slowly, she leaned back against the wall, her legs nearly losing all their strength. People passed by and glanced at her, but she didn't care at all.What consumed Rory entirely was the overwhelming pain gripping her heart. Is this why she had felt Amanda's unequal treatment between her and Alana her entire life? That no matter what she did, Alana would always be the one Amanda favored? That sometimes Rory wondered if she was truly hard to love... because even her own mother couldn't manage to love her completely.Sometimes it crossed Rory's mind that maybe Richard cheated on her because she had shortcomings... but now she thought: Were people simply heartless? Or was she truly unlovable?Rory no longer had the strength to step inside. She couldn't pretend or seek revenge at that moment. The only thing her body craved was to get away.She walked away, moving in a straight line while wiping away

Once they climbed inside and Rue closed the door, he started the engine as rain began to pour onto the car's roof. To break the gloomy silence inside, Rue turned slightly while fastening his seatbelt."Did you ever have a pet when you were a kid?" Rue asked, deliberately changing the subject to somehow guide the young woman's mind away from the pain she had felt earlier.Rory frowned as she wiped her tears away with a tissue. "None... Mommy never allowed us.""Why's that?""Because Alana is allergic to dog and cat fur," Rory answered bitterly, shaking her head as she looked out the window where the streetlights blurred because of the rain. "Even though I desperately wanted to have even a small puppy back then, I couldn't. Because if Alana got an allergic attack, I'd be the one blamed again. So I just had to settle for looking at our neighbors' dogs."Rue fell silent upon hearing that. He felt an even deeper sense of how small Rory's world had been back then—that even the simple dream

After nearly ten minutes of relentless smashing and rampage, Rory's swings gradually slowed down. She was gasping for air, sweat dripping from her forehead, and her entire body trembled. She let go of the baseball bat, which clattered loudly onto the concrete floor now covered in thousands of broken shards of glass.Rory slid down against the wall, slowly collapsing onto the floor as her final tears fell. But this time, it was neither sadness nor bitterness etched across her face—it was a strange, newfound relief, as though an immense weight had been lifted from her chest.Rue approached quickly. He knelt in front of Rory, carefully removed her face shield and protective jacket, and gently cradled both of her cheeks in his hands."Do you feel lighter now?" Rue asked softly, his palm caressing her sweaty face.Rory looked up at him, breathing deeply as one last tear rolled down."Yes..." Rory whispered faintly, before slowly leaning her head against Rue's chest. "Thank you, Rue... than