Alle Kapitel von FOUR YEARS RAISING MY INFERTILE HUSBAND'S SECRET FAMILY : Kapitel 151 – Kapitel 156

Amelia’s POV (Third Person)Silence filled the entrance hall. Outside, the autumn wind battered the high-rise windows, but inside, everything remained still.Lucas instinctively stepped forward, placing himself between Amelia and Marcus to protect her. "Explain yourself, Marcus. And choose your next words very carefully."Marcus didn't move. He stood in his dark wool overcoat, his bloodshot eyes fixed on Amelia. He paid no attention to Lucas standing between them.Unlike the usual arrogance of the Cole family, Marcus seemed haunted and completely exhausted."You knew?" Amelia asked, her voice dangerously quiet, cutting through the silence like a sharp blade. "You sat at our dinner table during those holiday galas at Elmwood. You watched me drink that tea. You saw me wither away while Nathan paraded his secret family in front of the board, and you said nothing?""I couldn't," Marcus spoke in a low whisper, his rough voice breakin

Amelia's POV (Third person )"Sign here, Miss Reynolds, and collect your personal belongings from the bin on your left," the corrections officer grunted, sliding a metal clipboard across the cold intake counter.Olivia's hands shook as she signed the papers. She was no longer wearing the gray prison jumpsuit. Instead, she wore the simple linen blouse and trousers she had on the day she was arrested. After signing her name, she collected her leather handbag and rings from the plastic tray.The heavy security gates of the Central Women's Detention Center groaned open, revealing the bright morning sky.Olivia stepped into the courtyard and squinted against the sunlight. She was finally free. With the help of the legal clearance provided by Amelia's lawyers, the state prosecutor had reduced her charges to three years of supervised probation, community service, and the surrender of all her assets.At the bottom of the concrete steps, a simple silver sedan waited with its engine running. Th

Amelia’s POV (Third Person)The cool autumn air in the northern district carried the smell of damp earth and fallen pine needles as the sleek car drove along a quiet, tree-lined road. Far from the city's tall buildings and Elmwood's imposing walls, this peaceful rural area seemed untouched by the chaos surrounding Nathan Vance Cole's fallen empire.In the back seat, Amelia sat with her hands folded neatly in her lap, her dark wool coat buttoned against the morning cold. Beside her, Lucas sat comfortably, occasionally glancing at her with quiet concern.They had left Zane safely with Clara at the coastal apartment earlier that morning. They decided to handle this delicate task alone, determined to face the past together and uncover the last secrets that remained hidden."We're about five minutes away," Lucas said softly, glancing down at the dashboard GPS and the printed genealogical records provided by Alexandra's investigative team. "The address