All Chapters of A heart bleeding with love: Chapter 231 - Chapter 240

After her mother took her back to her own apartment, Radwa immediately closed her eyes and buried her face against her mother's chest in her old bedroom, as though trying to escape from the unbearable reality crushing her heart. Tears poured from her eyes in torrents, as though they had erupted from the deepest part of her soul. They streamed hotly down her face, drowning every thought and every moment of the internal battle raging inside her. Every inch of her body screamed with unbearable pain. It felt as though the entire world had collapsed on top of her all at once. Seham wrapped her arms around her, surrounding her with tenderness as she tried to give her the warmth and safety she desperately needed. Her hand moved gently up and down Radwa's back, as though trying to soothe her shattered heart. Her words came softly, filled with everything she could offer to ease the terror crushing her daughter's chest. "My girl, I'm not going to tell you that what he did was acceptabl

❈-❈-❈ Seham stood frozen, like a statue struck by a sudden earthquake—motionless on the outside, yet silently cracking apart from within. Her wide eyes held a mixture of shock and disappointment, as though she still could not believe that what she had just heard had come from her daughter’s lips. Her breathing gradually quickened, as if she were trying to hold on to something before it slipped away from her. One hand rose halfway toward her chest, as though she were trying to calm the frantic beat of a wounded heart. Despite the stillness she maintained, the smallest details betrayed her. The faint tremble of her lips. The subtle tightening around her eyes. Even her fingers, nervously twisting together in the folds of her dress, seemed to be clinging desperately to whatever remained of her composure. The eyes that had always carried love and protection now held something closer to the gaze of a mother who had lost her trust. It was as though she were seeing Radwa as a stranger fo

A few words. But they contained everything she needed to taste her first victory. She smiled to herself as her hand slowly stroked his back, as though she were planting herself in his life as his new refuge. “You don’t have to do anything right now. I’m here with you, and we’ll get through all of this together.” After a few moments, he slowly raised his head and pulled away from her, leaving enough distance for their eyes to meet. Those eyes were no longer as empty as they had seemed moments earlier. Something in his expression had changed. There was a strange, cold glimmer in them, charged with something impossible to read. Murad’s gaze was not that of a man seeking rescue. It was the gaze of a man playing an entirely different game. There was something unsettling about it. Not merely grief, but another hidden layer beneath it—quiet cunning, silent strength, perhaps even amusement at her entire performance. It was as though he were no longer looking at her as a person st

He smiled again, but this time, he knew exactly how to shape that smile. “I know, Nancy… I know. “And I need you beside me right now.” He knew exactly how to place her where he wanted her. But blinded by her arrogance, she did not realize that she was merely another piece in his game, moving hurriedly toward the trap waiting for her. He did not take his eyes off her, but there was that same glimmer in them—something no one could easily decipher. His words were enough to make her believe she had succeeded. That she had taken a major step toward becoming the only woman in his life. But she had no idea that Murad, with his deliberate calm and long silences, was already drawing invisible lines for her next move. Every word. Every look. Every pause. They were all part of a much larger game. A game whose rules he alone controlled. As she continued speaking, trying to fill the room with more of her false warmth, Murad watched her, weighing every movement and every word with a

Murad stepped back slightly, defensiveness wrapping around his words. “Betray you?” “Yes! You betrayed me!” She shouted, her voice saturated with pain, before continuing with an intensity that seemed capable of cutting through the air. “And yes, I’m the one who killed your son! “I was the one who put the pill in her juice.” His expression froze for a moment, as though the force of her confession had stolen his breath despite the fact that he already knew. He spoke helplessly, “What the hell is wrong with you?” She laughed, but her laughter was more bitter than mocking. “You’re asking what’s wrong with me? “You’re playing the innocent, wounded victim, while I’m the evil one? The cruel one? “You know what? You deserve everything that happened to you. You deserve it!” He stared at her as though she were a puzzle he could not solve. “Where did all this hatred and darkness come from?” She smiled faintly, her eyes gleaming with restrained madness. “Heh. Hat