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Chapter 102 - A Hunter in the Shadows
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His Betrayal, His Regret Chapter 103 - Gambling with Death
Isabel’s POVThe van’s engine hummed beneath me as we sped down the winding road. My wrists ached from the cold steel of the handcuffs biting into my skin, but I stayed quiet. I had learned the hard way that showing weakness only invited more cruelty from my captors. One of them was driving, and the other was sitting next to me, making sure I behaved.My physical condition had improved slightly after receiving some medication at the hospital. But I still felt the weight of exhaustion pressing on my chest.I glanced out the window, the passing trees blurring into a dark green smear. My kidnappers seemed at ease, or at least, less tense than before. Maybe they thought the worst was over. After all, I hadn’t tried anything since they dragged me out of the hospital. I had been silent, compliant even. But every moment I stayed quiet, I was thinking, calculating.I shifted in my seat, my fingers carefully tracing the edge of my handcuffs, feeling the rough metal bite into my wrists. Ever
His Betrayal, His Regret Chapter 104 - Desperate Struggle
Isabel’s POVFor a moment, everything was black.Dizzy and disoriented, I opened my eyes. The world slowly came back into focus. A blur of blood, broken glass, and twisted metal. I was still alive—barely. My heart pounded in my chest as I took in the mangled wreck of the car. The two kidnappers were groaning in pain. Their bodies were contorted at awkward angles. The air was thick with the smell of gasoline and blood. I tried to sit up. But a sharp pain shot through my legs, and I gasped.Broken glass had pierced my skin. My legs were smeared with blood. I swallowed back a cry. My mind was racing as I tried to assess my situation. I had to get out of here. If I didn’t move now, I wouldn’t survive. I gritted my teeth, bracing myself as I reached for the car door. I pushed it open with trembling hands. Each movement sent another wave of agony through my body. But I forced myself to keep going.Suddenly, I felt a hand wrap around my ankle, its grip wet and sticky with blood. My heart
His Betrayal, His Regret Chapter 105 - A Name to Remember
Isabel’s POVI was still gasping for air as if I had just surfaced from drowning. The pain in my body flared with every breath, sharp and searing. But it was the fear—the deep, bone-chilling fear—that gripped me the most. My hand brushed against something cold and stiff. The kidnapper’s lifeless body lay beside me, his eyes glazed over in death.I willed myself not to look at his face, but my eyes couldn’t help it. He looked as if he were frozen mid-scream, the rage and desperation still etched into his features. A wave of nausea hit me. I had to force down the bile rising in my throat.What just happened? Who saved me?My mind raced back to the moment of the gunshot—the figure standing in the distance, shrouded in shadows. I hadn’t seen their faces, but the cold precision of that single shot haunted me. Who were they? Friend or foe? I tried to lift my head to search for them, but the exhaustion in my body dragged me down. I slumped back against the ground, my vision fading in and ou
His Betrayal, His Regret Chapter 106 - Lost in a Maze
Isabel’s POVSebastian rushed out of the room so fast, I could hardly believe it was the same man who had been calm and collected just moments ago. His usually steady demeanor had shattered in an instant. The urgency in his movements left me unsettled. I watched him disappear down the corridor, the sound of his footsteps fading. What could have made him react like that?Woods…The name the soldier had mentioned lingered in my mind like an echo I couldn’t ignore. “Miss Woods,” he had said. The familiarity of it gnawed at me, pulling me deeper into a fog of memories.Suddenly, it dawned on me. Miss Woods, the military, a familiar officer trying to save the innocent girls… It all made sense now.It’s Margot! A voice inside me screamed.Could it really be her? Could she have survived, too? If she was here, I had to find her!My heart pounded in my chest, urging me forward. I got out of bed, despite the nurse’s objections. I grabbed the sleeve of the soldier who had delivered the news, my
His Betrayal, His Regret Chapter 107 - A Choice Beyond Death
Isabel’s POVWhen I woke up, I was back in my familiar room at the infirmary. My body felt heavy, as though a thick fog had settled into my bones. My excursion to find Margot had led nowhere. I hadn’t even made it past a few corridors before everything had gone dark. I let out a slow breath, trying to make sense of the gnawing disappointment I felt. But, in a strange way, I supposed I should be grateful. I had been lost, and the soldiers were starting to get suspicious. Perhaps my headache, for once, had saved me from worse consequences.My eyes drifted toward the far corner of the room. The soldier who had found me with Sebastian was deep in conversation with a military doctor. The lines of their faces were tense, their postures rigid. As though they were discussing something far more serious than my brief collapse. Anxiety prickled at the back of my mind. What now?As soon as the soldier noticed I was awake, he excused himself and approached my bedside. His expression was grim, al
His Betrayal, His Regret Chapter 108 - The Gift of Sight
Isabel’s POVThe request had been jarring at first. But as I sat in the cold infirmary room, the reality of it began to sink in. What use would I have for my eyes after I was gone? The thought swirled in my mind, weighing heavily yet feeling almost... obvious. Of course I would agree. Even if it had been a stranger who needed my help, I would've made the same decision. But this wasn’t just anyone—this was Margot. She was the only reason I’d escaped that nightmare alive. She had been the anchor that kept me sane through unimaginable horrors.The military doctor remained quiet, giving me space to process. He’d asked me to consider donating my corneas posthumously, but it wasn’t a hard decision. The memories of Margot's kindness, her bravery, flooded back to me. How could I deny her now?I couldn’t let her go blind because of those terrible drugs—the ones she saved me from ever swallowing.“Yes,” I finally said, voice calm but resolute. “I’ll do it.”The doctor gave me a short nod, then
His Betrayal, His Regret Chapter 109 - A Promise and a Plea
Isabel’s POVI turned at the sound of hurried footsteps, my heart skipping a beat when I saw her. Margot. She looked frail but determined, her breath coming in short, uneven gasps as she leaned against Sebastian for support.“Margot?” I whispered, completely taken aback. “Why did you get out of bed? You need to recover!”Her response wasn’t words, not at first. She stumbled forward, her legs unsteady, and threw her arms around me. She pulled me into a tight embrace. The force of it made me catch my breath. For a moment, all I could do was stand there, stunned, as she buried her head against my shoulder.“Isa, Isa,” she murmured, her voice trembling. “I missed you so much. I was so worried…”The sound of her voice, so raw and full of emotion, stirred something deep inside me. It was surreal, having her here in my arms after everything. After all we had been through—the terror, the darkness, the endless uncertainty of whether we’d survive—it was like a dream. I wrapped my arms around he
His Betrayal, His Regret Chapter 110 - Moment of Truth
Isabel’s POVThe moment I asked Sebastian for help, I knew I was stepping into dangerous territory. His brow furrowed as he listened to my request, and I could see the wheels turning in his head as he processed my words. I didn’t expect him to understand right away, but I hoped he would trust me.“You want me to investigate Lilith and ... your father?” he repeated slowly, his voice laced with skepticism. “What exactly happened between them?”I took a deep breath, trying to steady the whirl of emotions inside me. “Yes. I don’t know what exactly happened. That’s what I’m wanting to find out.”Sebastian’s frown deepened, his eyes narrowing slightly. “Why investigate your own father? Shouldn’t you be seeking justice for him, not trying to dig up old wounds?”I hesitated, feeling the weight of my next words before they left my lips. “My father’s bankruptcy and the accident that put him in a coma... they weren’t random. I believe they were orchestrated. It’s all connected to women he support
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His Betrayal, His Regret Chapter 198 - Silent Longings
Emerson’s POVThe quiet of the night felt like both a balm and a curse. After hours of stewing in the study, I finally left to grab a drink.My thoughts were heavier than I cared to admit. The dimly lit hallway stretched before me, and my feet carried me toward Liam’s room almost on instinct.I hesitated at the door. Was this what my life had come to—seeking solace in stolen moments with my son while the rest of the world tried to unravel me?The door creaked softly as I pushed it open. But what I saw made me pause.Isabel sat in the rocking chair, Liam cradled against her chest. Both were asleep, their breathing synchronized in a way that filled the room with a rare peace. Liam’s small hand rested on Isabel’s collar. As if he was anchoring himself to her even in his dreams.A pang of longing hit me square in the chest. It was a feeling I couldn’t suppress, no matter how hard I tried. Seeing them like this reminded me of what I could’ve had. If I hadn’t been so blinded by Lilith’s su
His Betrayal, His Regret Chapter 197 - A Featherlight Touch
Isabel’s POVI couldn’t shake the unease gnawing at me. Emerson’s parting words lingered like a shadow. Targeted by whom? And for what? The cryptic warning looped in my mind like a song I couldn’t forget, each repetition pulling me deeper into uncertainty.My mind raced with questions, but before I could ask them, Emerson walked away. His posture was tense, his footsteps deliberate as he retreated to his study. He had closed the door on the conversation as quickly as he’d opened it.“Good night,” he said quietly, though the words carried a note of finality that made it clear the topic was no longer up for discussion.I stood in the dimly lit hallway, staring at the closed study door, debating whether to knock and demand answers. But the image of his stern expression and tightly set jaw earlier stopped me. Emerson wasn’t the type to yield under pressure, especially when his mind was made up.With a heavy sigh, I turned and headed back to my room, my thoughts swirling like leaves caught
His Betrayal, His Regret Chapter 196 - Fires of Envy
Isabel’s POVI blinked, stunned by Emerson’s question. His words hung in the air like an invisible weight pressing down on me. The intensity in his gaze made my stomach churn, but I forced myself to meet his eyes.“What are you really asking, Emerson?” I finally managed, my voice quieter than I intended.His posture remained rigid, his jaw clenched tight as if holding back something he wasn’t sure he wanted to say. The faintest crease in his brow betrayed an emotion I hadn’t expected—vulnerability. But there was something else, too, simmering just beneath the surface.Jealousy.The realization sent a shiver down my spine. Emerson, the cold and calculating man who rarely let emotions dictate his actions, was jealous. I hadn’t thought him capable of such a feeling, not when he had spent so much time keeping me at arm’s length, guarding his emotions like precious secrets.“Caleb is a nice young man,” I began cautiously, unsure where this conversation was heading. “He’s... a very qualifi
His Betrayal, His Regret Chapter 195 - Uncomfortable Questions
Isabel’s POVThe tension in the air was suffocating, and I found myself clenching my fists to keep my nerves at bay. Emerson’s sudden question hung heavily between the three of us. I could feel my heart pounding erratically.Caleb’s usual confidence faltered as Emerson’s piercing gaze bore into him. For a moment, Caleb looked genuinely stunned, his mouth opening and closing without sound. The silence stretched uncomfortably. My thoughts, relentless and intrusive, began to spiral. Caleb’s behavior over the past few days replayed in my mind like fragments of an unsolved puzzle.Did he have feelings for me?The question lingered, its weight growing with each passing second. Some of his recent actions hinted at something deeper.His attentiveness, the way his eyes seemed to linger just a moment too long, the subtle protectiveness in his tone when he spoke about me. Could there be more to it?Or was I just being narcissistic?I held my breath, silently praying.Please… let this be nothing.
His Betrayal, His Regret Chapter 194 - Fractured Loyalties
Isabel’s POVCaleb barely waited for Emerson to approach before launching into his explanation. He was clearly worried about me. His voice carried the clipped confidence of someone both annoyed and defensive.“Look, before you get all moody and controlling,” Caleb began, stepping forward with his hands half-raised in mock surrender, “I took Isabel out because she needed some air. Nothing happened, alright? No harm, no foul.”Emerson didn’t acknowledge him. His sharp, unyielding gaze locked onto me instead, stripping away any sense of ease I had managed to salvage from the day. The intensity in his eyes made my stomach twist uncomfortably. Though I refused to flinch under the weight of his scrutiny.“Emerson,” Caleb pressed, clearly unwilling to let the tension fester, “you don’t have to interrogate her like this. She’s a grown woman. She doesn’t need a chaperone every time she steps out the door.”“Caleb.” Emerson’s voice was clipped and precise, as though he were severing the convers
His Betrayal, His Regret Chapter 193 - Unexpected Confrontations
Isabel’s POVMy hands clenched at my sides, my initial shock giving way to anger. “What are you doing here, Lilith?”“Oh, just taking a walk,” she said airily. “What a coincidence running into you two. You know how small the world is.”Her eyes glittered with malice, and I knew she wasn’t here by accident. Whatever game she was playing, it was only just beginning.Lilith turned to Caleb, her voice dripping with fake concern. “You should enjoy your time while you can. You wouldn’t want to end up like Sebastian.”Her words sent a chill through me, but before I could respond, Caleb stepped closer to her, his tone low and dangerous. “Leave. Now.”Lilith’s smug smile widened as she waved her smartphone in the air, its screen flashing faintly in the sunlight. “What do you think Emerson would say,” she purred, “if I told him about this little outing?”I clenched my fists, my annoyance bubbling just beneath the surface. “Lilith, enough with the games. This is Emerson’s cousin Caleb you’re try
His Betrayal, His Regret Chapter 192 - Swept Away
Isabel’s POV“Captivity, huh?” I asked, raising an eyebrow.“Exactly,” he said, his voice dropping to a dramatic whisper. “While the evil lord of the manor is away, I’m here to whisk you off to freedom.”His words were clearly meant as a joke, but I couldn’t ignore the subtle jab at Emerson. “And where exactly are you planning to whisk me off to?”“You’ll see.” Caleb’s tone turned mysterious. “But it’s somewhere you’ll love, I promise.”I hesitated. Spending time with Caleb felt like a risk. He had always been a wild card, unpredictable and charming in equal measure. And with the complicated web of tension between Emerson and me, getting too close to his cousin felt... inappropriate.“I don’t think it’s a good idea,” I said. “Besides, there’s Liam to consider. I can’t just leave him here.”As if summoned by my words, the maid came rushing out, taking Liam in her arms. She looked flustered, apologizing profusely for not hearing the doorbell.“It’s all right,” Caleb said with a sunny smi
His Betrayal, His Regret Chapter 191 - Mirror’s Deception
Isabel’s POVI forced a laugh, trying to brush off her comment. “I think you’re imagining things,” I said lightly, but the words felt hollow.The maid smiled apologetically. “Perhaps. I didn’t mean anything by it, miss.”At first, it felt absurd—laughable even. Liam was Emerson and Lilith’s child; that was an undeniable fact. But as the seconds ticked by, something darker, more insidious, began to creep into my thoughts.“That’s ridiculous,” I said aloud, though I wasn’t sure if I was trying to convince her or myself.The maid gave me a sheepish smile, wringing her hands. “I’m sorry, Miss. It’s just something I noticed. His eyes, maybe? Or his smile? I didn’t mean anything by it.”Her apology only heightened my unease. “It’s fine,” I replied curtly, waving her off.But the seed was planted. My gaze drifted down to Liam, who sat in my lap, staring up at me with a toothy grin. His eyes sparkled with innocence, as if he was oblivious to the storm brewing in my mind.Could it be true?I sh
