All Chapters of Heiress Hidden Obsession : Chapter 71 - Chapter 78

The doors of the Mother-Baby unit swung open with a soft pneumatic hiss, breaking the sterile quiet of the corridor. Brian’s mother led the charge, her eyes bright with maternal excitement as she scanned the rows of semi-private recovery bays. Close behind her, Kyrian and Jerry jostled each other like teenagers, whispering jokes under their breath, while Brian lagged a step behind, massaging his temples with a hand that still felt slightly clammy. "Keep your voices down, you two," Brian muttered, glaring sideways at his younger brothers. "We are in a hospital, not a football stadium." "Relax, bro," Jerry shot back with a teasing grin, ducking away just in time to dodge a half-hearted swipe from Brian. "We're just making sure you don't hear any more phantom cries." Up ahead, standing beside the third recovery bed, Catherine’s heart hammered against her ribs as she heard the approaching chatter echo off the tiled walls. Her hand, still gripping the concealed syringe inside her deep c

The hospital room had finally gone quiet. Outside the window, the last streaks of sunlight disappeared behind the Canadian skyline, leaving the glass covered in the pale reflection of the room. Lucy lay beneath the white sheets, exhausted but unable to sleep. Her eyes kept drifting toward Brian. He sat beside her bed, one hand wrapped around hers. His mother stood a few feet away, holding the newborn baby while two young men stood nearby, watching the scene in silence. Lucy frowned. There was something strange about all of this. She looked at Brian again. "Brian." His eyes immediately met hers. "I'm here." She swallowed. "You still haven't answered me." Brian's expression softened. "About what?" "How did you find me?" He went silent. Lucy stared at him. "Don't tell me you're avoiding the question because I'm weak. I'm tired, Brian, but I'm not stupid." A faint smile touched his lips. "I know." "Then tell me." Before Brian could answer, Lucy's eyes moved toward the people gathered aro

The door to the master suite swung inward with a soft sigh, revealing a room that looked less like a recovery space and more like a private sanctuary. Downy cashmere throws swallowed the edges of a sprawling, low-slung king-sized bed, and a handcrafted mahogany cot stood near the bay window, catching the pale, filtered glare of a Canadian winter afternoon.Lucy stood frozen just inside the threshold, her breath hitching in her throat.Brian’s mother stepped up beside her, folding warm hands over Lucy’s tense shoulders. Her eyes were already shining with quiet emotion. "We were so terrified for you, sweetheart. But you're safe now. You're home."Lucy looked around, her eyes stinging with a sudden, traitorous heat. In her father's house, every square inch was measured by leverage, utility, and cold corporate optics. Nothing existed just to feel good. Here, every texture whispered of shelter and intention. "It's... it's incredible," she whispered, her voice rough. "Thank you.""Rest now,

Brian stood near the bedroom window, watching the snow fall across the grounds of his family’s estate.Lucy sat on the edge of the bed, holding their newborn against her chest. She had been quiet for several minutes, and Brian could tell exactly what was on her mind.“I’m doing this because of the love we share,” Brian said. “If not for that, your father honestly didn’t deserve to be forgiven.”Lucy looked up at him.Brian turned from the window.“I haven’t forgotten what he did to you. Sending you away while you were pregnant, taking your phone, cutting you off from me, and making you face everything alone…” His jaw tightened. “I haven’t forgotten any of it.”“I know.”“But you want to see him.” Brian sighed. “And if seeing your father will make you happy, then I’ll go with you.”Lucy slowly stood.She walked toward him, wrapped her arms around his waist, and kissed him.When she pulled away, her eyes were already filled with tears.“Thank you, baby. I will never take this love for g