Todos os capítulos de My Ex-Husband Begged After I Married His Enemy: Capítulo 11 - Capítulo 20

— Vanessa’s WarningThe archive door was already open.Lucian stopped the moment he saw it.The private security room was dark, except for the red light blinking above the entrance.Evelyn stood beside him.“You said this place was protected.”“It is.”“Then how did someone get inside?”Lucian’s eyes moved across the corridor.“That’s what I’m going to find out.”He stepped inside first.Evelyn followed closely.The archive contained rows of locked cabinets, shelves filled with documents, and several secure boxes arranged behind reinforced glass.Nothing looked disturbed.At first.Then Lucian noticed the desk.One drawer was open.He walked toward it.“Stay behind me.”Evelyn ignored the order.“What’s missing?”Lucian checked the folders one by one.“Nothing from the main files.”“Then why break in?”His expression darkened.“To send a message.”He opened the bottom drawer.Empty.Evelyn looked at him.“What was inside?”“One file.”“About me?”“Yes.”She stepped closer.“What did

The First StrikeAnother gunshot tore through the night.“Run!”Lucian grabbed Evelyn’s hand and pulled her behind the nearest concrete barrier.She could barely breathe.Her mind was still trapped inside the memory that had just returned.That voice.That face.And the words she had heard years ago.Don't let her remember.“Evelyn!”Lucian’s voice brought her back.“Are you hurt?”She shook her head.“No.”“Stay down.”Another bullet struck the wall above them.Lucian looked toward the parked cars.Richard Hale and the older man had disappeared behind them.“They're moving,” Evelyn whispered.“I know.”“How many?”“At least two.”“And they have guns.”“Yes.”She looked at him.“What do we do?”Lucian pulled out his phone.“I'm calling security.”A sudden sound came from behind them.Lucian turned.A man in black appeared between the cars.Lucian pushed Evelyn down and attacked him before he could raise his weapon.The fight was fast.The stranger swung first.Lucian blocked the blow

The note remained in Evelyn’s hand. YOUR REAL NAME ISN’T EVELYN. For several seconds, no one spoke. The underground parking garage suddenly felt colder. Evelyn looked at Lucian. His face had lost all expression. Not surprise. Not confusion. Fear. “You knew,” she whispered. Lucian’s eyes met hers. “I knew your name might not be Evelyn.” Her fingers tightened around the paper. “Might not be?” “I never knew what your real name was.” Julian stepped closer. “You’re telling me you married her without knowing her real identity?” Lucian’s gaze shifted toward him. “I married the woman I knew.” Julian gave a humorless laugh. “And apparently you didn’t know her at all.” Lucian took one step toward him. “Be careful.” Evelyn raised her hand. “Stop.” Both men looked at her. She stared at Lucian. “No more half-truths.” His jaw tightened. “I’m not lying to you.” “You keep saying that.” She held up the note. “Then explain this.” Lucian l

The metal box was waiting for them.Evelyn could feel it before she even saw it.Something about the words Amelia Hart had been carved into it made her chest tighten.Her mother’s name.A name that had survived a fire meant to erase everything.Lucian opened the passenger door.“Stay between us.”Evelyn looked at him.“I’m not a child.”“I know.”“Then stop giving me orders.”His expression softened for a second.“I’m not ordering you.”“Then what are you doing?”“Trying to make sure I don’t lose you.”The words silenced her.Julian opened the other car door.“We’re wasting time.”Lucian gave him a cold look.“You always were impatient.”“And you always took too long to admit when you needed help.”Their eyes met.The old hatred between them was still there.But tonight, neither man had time to fight.They drove to the West family’s old storage facility.It was located outside the city, hidden behind a large iron gate and surrounded by abandoned warehouses.Two security guards were al

Evelyn couldn't take her eyes off the photograph.The woman holding the little girl was unmistakably Amelia.Her mother.But the words written on the back made no sense.I'M SORRY, AMELIA ROSE.And beneath them:YOUR REAL NAME ISN'T AMELIA ROSE EITHER.Evelyn slowly turned toward Lucian.“Who was my mother?”Lucian didn't answer.“Not Amelia Hart?”“No.”“Not Amelia Rose?”He shook his head.“Then who?”“I don't know.”Evelyn stared at him.“You always say that.”“This time, it's the truth.”She held up the photograph.“Then why does everyone keep using names that aren't real?”Lucian stepped closer.“Because someone wanted both of you hidden.”“From whom?”“I don't know yet.”Julian took the photograph from her.He studied the woman's face.“That's definitely Amelia.”Evelyn looked at him.“How can you be sure?”“My father had photographs of her.”Lucian's eyes narrowed.“You never mentioned that.”“I didn't know they mattered.”“They always mattered.”Julian ignored him.“My father