All Chapters of The Billionaire Who Never Moved On : Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

The Man in the Garden“That's Grandpa.”Anna's whisper barely reached them.But everyone heard it.Amelia's entire body went rigid.She stared through the darkness.The man standing among the trees didn't move.For a moment, the moonlight revealed only the outline of his body.Tall.Broad shoulders.Gray hair.Then he stepped forward.Amelia stopped breathing.She knew him.Not from recent photographs.Not from the stories she had been told.From somewhere buried deep inside her memory.A man standing beside her mother.A hand resting on her little shoulder.A voice telling her to be quiet.A garden filled with roses.And a little girl holding her hand.Amelia staggered backward.“No.”Adrian caught her before she fell.“Amelia?”She stared at the man.“I know him.”The man stopped several feet away.His eyes remained fixed on her.“I was hoping you would.”Adrian moved in front of Amelia.“Stay away from her.”The man looked at him.A faint sadness crossed his face.“You look just li

The Name Beneath Her NameWELCOME BACK, AMELIA BLACKWOOD.The words stared back at them from the altar.For several seconds, nobody spoke.Amelia couldn't look away.Her name.Not Carter.Blackwood.The name she had spent years associating with Adrian.With wealth.With secrets.With a family she had once believed had nothing to do with her.She slowly shook her head.“No.”Adrian stepped beside her.“Amelia.”“No.”She backed away from the altar.“That isn't my name.”Lucian remained silent.Lena looked at him.“You knew.”He didn't answer.Amelia turned sharply.“You knew?”Lucian's eyes met hers.“I suspected.”“That isn't what I asked.”He looked toward the inscription.“I knew your grandfather had changed something.”“What?”“Your records.”Amelia laughed bitterly.“Everyone knew.”Her voice cracked.“Everyone except me.”Adrian reached for her hand.She let him hold it.But her fingers were cold.“What did my grandfather change?” she asked.Lucian hesitated.“Your surname.”Amel

The Memory She FearedAmelia couldn't stop staring at the photograph.I TOLD THEM WHERE SHE WAS.The words looked like a confession.But she couldn't remember writing them.Her fingers trembled around the photograph.“No.”Adrian stepped closer.“Amelia.”She shook her head.“I wouldn't do that.”Nobody answered.She looked at Lena.“Tell me I wouldn't.”Lena's expression softened.“You were a child.”“That doesn't answer me.”“You don't know what happened.”Amelia looked back at the photograph.“My handwriting is on it.”“That doesn't mean you understood what you were writing.”Amelia's eyes filled with tears.“But someone took her.”Adrian moved beside her.“We don't know that you caused it.”She looked at him.“Then why would I write this?”“Maybe someone made you.”She stared at him.“Made me?”“Maybe you were frightened.”Amelia lowered the photograph.“I remember being scared.”She closed her eyes.“I remember my mother crying.”Her voice became quieter.“And my sister…”She sto

The Door She Couldn't OpenThe key was still in Amelia's hand.Small.Cold.Old enough that the metal had darkened around the edges.She stared at it as if it belonged to someone else.But somewhere deep inside her, something had already recognized it.Her fingers tightened around the key.A sharp pulse of pain moved behind her eyes.She gasped.Adrian immediately stepped closer.“Amelia.”She didn't answer.Her eyes had gone distant.The chapel disappeared.For one terrifying second, she was no longer a grown woman standing beside Adrian.She was a little girl.Bare feet.A white dress.A narrow hallway.And the key was in her hand.She could hear someone crying on the other side of a wooden door.A little girl.“Please…”The voice trembled.“Amelia, don't leave me.”Amelia's breath caught.She stumbled backward.Adrian caught her before she fell.“Easy.”His arms went around her, holding her firmly.But Amelia wasn't looking at him.She was looking at the empty space beside the alta

The Name They Buried“Amelia Blackwood.”The name echoed through the hidden passage.Amelia couldn't move.For years, she had believed Amelia Carter was simply her name.The name on her documents.The name she had used at school.The name she had signed on every form.The name she had whispered when introducing herself.But now a stranger from her childhood had spoken another name as though it had never disappeared.As though it had only been waiting.Adrian moved closer to her.“Don't listen to him.”The man smiled.“You still protect her.”Adrian's eyes hardened.“And you still hide behind children.”The smile disappeared.For a moment, nobody moved.Then the man looked at Amelia again.“You really don't remember me?”Amelia's throat tightened.Something about his face disturbed her.Not because he was unfamiliar.Because he wasn't.She remembered those eyes.A hallway.Her mother's trembling hands.A silver eagle ring.A voice telling someone to take her.But the memory remained in