132: A Troublesome Encounter**The man furrowed his brow as he saw Hanna’s face, clearing his throat in confusion. “Who are you?” he asked, stepping back hesitantly. “My name is Hanna, Hanna Ortiz,” she said calmly, analyzing the man from head to toe. There was something familiar about him, as if she had seen him before. Removing her glove, she extended her hand to greet him, but he refused. “Heavens…” he murmured, averting his eyes and turning his back on her. Outside, Murilo and Misaluna waited, filled with concern. “I have to take care of something quickly,” Murilo told Misaluna, grabbing his phone and stepping away to make a call. “So, who was the girl in the photo?” he whispered to himself. “What are you talking about? And who are you? You can’t be here without authorization,” Hanna warned, her firm voice cutting through the silence of the laboratory. “You…” he sighed, putting his hands in his pockets, still confused. He glanced at Hanna under the disguise, his eyes full o
**Chapter 133: Davis' Interest**They managed to calm Hanna down and followed her to the cafeteria, where they sat together.“Stay calm, alright?” Misaluna requested, while Murilo brought her a glass of water.“Explain it slowly so we can understand,” Murilo urged, restless as he stood next to Misaluna.“The truth is, I wasn’t supposed to marry Morgan, but Davis. However, he ran away, and to avoid financial damage to the Farrugia family, Morgan decided to marry me in his place. But he said it was temporary... and now Davis is back, just like Morgan said he would be. He’s going to hand me over to him... but from what I know of that man, he seems even worse than Morgan!” she whimpered in panic, and Murilo sighed with an awkward laugh.“Worse? Davis isn’t fit for marriage. I don’t like Morgan, but at least he has some maturity. Davis, on the other hand, was spoiled by Morgan after James died. I can understand Morgan, feeling guilty over his brother’s death, but he shouldn’t have raised J
Chapter 134: Faster Than Expected**A heavy silence filled the room. Morgan stared at Davis for a long time, his eyes dark and malicious."No," Morgan finally replied, his voice firm and authoritative. "She’s not for you."Davis clenched his fists, his muscles tense. He knew something was off."Alright then, but only if you give me a good reason," Davis pondered. "You know... if I decide to go after her, I will. Women are easy to persuade," he remarked indifferently. "You should be content with your new wife, even though Hanna is... what she is! At least she has youth on her side.""I don’t have to explain who I am or what I feel or don’t feel," Morgan retorted. "Besides... when are you leaving?""Come on, isn’t this mansion mine too? Don’t I have the right to stay?" Davis asked skeptically."You ran from your responsibility," Morgan said sarcastically. "I thought you still wanted to have fun.""I would like to, but after getting cheated on..." Davis sighed, sitting restlessly. "How c
Chapter 135: Hands That Caress**Davis rang the doorbell and patiently waited to be answered. He rang it several times until Lory finally opened the door. He stepped inside and found her still in her pajamas, yawning, clearly surprised by his presence as she had just woken up."Grandma Lory... I woke you up, didn’t I?" he sighed, giving her a warm and affectionate hug. "I arrived yesterday, and I want a family breakfast with everyone. So, in half an hour..." He stopped talking when he saw Hanna coming down the stairs. She was already dressed to leave for college, but froze at the sight of Davis."Good morning, Hanna," Davis greeted her cordially, but she tensed up, nearly panicking. He stepped away from Lory and approached Hanna."As my father’s wife, I want to invite you to a family breakfast. I don’t think it’s fair for you to stay in this mansion without any connection to us. That’s why I want to invite you to an important event—no jokes or games. I’d like you to be part of this br
Chapter 136: Davis' Decision**Hanna couldn’t discern who had pulled her into the darkness of the room. She found herself blinded by the sudden change of light, disoriented and unsure of what to expect. When the light flicked on, as quick as a flash, she saw Davis sitting in an armchair. His firm yet calm voice echoed through the room: “Hello... wife Hanna Ortiz.” Hanna turned, her heart pounding in her chest. Davis watched her intently, his relaxed posture contrasting with the tension in the air. “What are you...” Hanna began to speak, but her voice faltered. She didn’t know what to say, what to think. Davis smiled, a light and ironic smile. “I just wanted to look at your face,” he said softly. “I’ve been thinking... what’s really going on between you and my uncle?” Hanna looked away, nervous. “We’re married...” she mumbled, but the answer didn’t seem to satisfy him. Davis tilted his head, his eyes fixed on her. “Yes, yes, you are... but why do I feel like something’s not r
Chapter 137: Connections and SchemesThe vast library in Morgan's mansion always seemed like the best and most ideal place for private conversations that would never be discovered. And it wasn’t just Morgan who thought so. Davis, now seated in a soft leather armchair, watched Liara and Maya sitting in front of him on another sofa, both with suspicious looks directed at him. Davis, by no means, would be considered an ally for them.“Well... at least you two can tell me everything from the beginning,” he sighed, clasping his fingers and fixing them with a sharp gaze.And so the conversation began. It lasted over an hour as Liara enthusiastically recounted everything, knowing Davis had something planned.After the conversation, Davis left the library and headed to his room. Quickly, he began changing clothes, as if preparing for an important occasion.Meanwhile, in the annex, Lory was helping Hanna with her twisted ankle. Hanna shouldn't have been walking without crutches, but it seemed
Chapter 138: The Real Husband**Davis headed towards Hanna's annex. He didn’t knock on the door or ring the bell. Liara, with her cunning, had already given him a copy of the key. Now, he found himself inside the annex, a place that seemed deserted. It was already ten o’clock at night, and Hanna and Lory were surely already asleep.With silent steps, he climbed the stairs. It was as if a ghost slid over the steps, leaving no trace of his presence. Driven by an insatiable curiosity, Davis opened each door subtly, searching for Hanna.When he reached her room, his eyes lit up as he saw her sleeping serenely in bed. Hanna was lying on her side, facing the door. Her wavy hair was spread across the pillow, while her arms hugged her body, seeking warmth from the cold night. The window was open, and the curtain fluttered in the wind, allowing the cold air to enter the room.Davis cautiously approached, analyzing every detail of Hanna's face. Her beauty fascinated him, and he couldn’t help bu
**Chapter 139: How to Resolve It**Hanna kept her eyes fixed on Morgan, hoping for at least a reaction, but as expected, there was none. She averted her gaze, lowered her head, and with Davis' help, got into the car, settling in one of the back seats as she started crying again, devastated."Drive," Davis ordered the man at the wheel, who kept a serious expression, observing them through the rearview mirror.Hanna mumbled incomprehensible words, but when they crossed the mansion's limits, she nearly panicked, looking back and seeing the mansion grow more distant. She felt powerless, unable to protest or choose her fate."Davis..." she murmured, her voice weak. "What if I want to find a place to live on my own? What if I don’t want to stay with you?""You don’t have a choice," Davis responded coldly. "For now, you’ll stay with me until you get used to it and understand that you’re my wife. I won’t force you into anything, except to stay by my side while I get to know you.""You're will