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My fiancé ran away, I married his father 137: Connections and Schemes
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
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My fiancé ran away, I married his father 139: How to Resolve It**
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My fiancé ran away, I married his father 140: Wrong Way
Chapter 140: Wrong WayHanna had spent so much time in bed that she eventually fell asleep. She woke up mid-morning when she heard footsteps coming her way."Good morning. I decided to let you rest a little," Davis said kindly as he approached. He wore gray pants with white stripes and a fine linen shirt, perfect for hot days. "But you need to eat," he added, pointing to the table where a full breakfast was laid out on the large balcony of the room.Hanna frowned, wondering how she had just woken up when he had done all of this with her right there. But she realized she had only woken because he wanted her to wake at that moment."I don’t want to eat anything," Hanna murmured, staying in bed."Come on," he sighed, still upbeat. "You slept like a rock since the trip, and it’s already almost the end of the morning. I was waiting for you, and I thought we could eat something together," he insisted, as Hanna gave him a blank stare."Where did you sleep?" she asked suspiciously.His expres
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My fiancé ran away, I married his father 142: Lins’ Visit
**Chapter 142: Lins’ Visit**Morgan waved to the butler not to open the gate just yet. The butler looked up at him from under the veranda, confused about what was going on. Charles, upright and serious in his wheelchair, appeared determined, but with all the unfolding events, he felt insecure and fearful for Hanna. Two groups of five men had formed into immaculate lines in front of the mansion's gate. Between the lines, an elderly man leaned on a cane, his eyes fixed on Charles. Oliver and Gabriel accompanied Charles downstairs. Gabriel was pale as paper, his stomach churning with nausea. The presence of old Lins, the man he had to consider a father, grandfather, and great-grandfather, made him dizzy and disoriented. "Do you think it’s safe to open the gate?" Oliver asked for the first time, his voice hesitant. "Hanna is no longer here," Charles responded indifferently, trying to mask his own apprehension. "These men can’t do anything." "You still have no idea what he’s goin
My fiancé ran away, I married his father 143: The Concert**
**Chapter 143: The Concert**Rudan, Davis's right-hand man and bodyguard, was already exhausted from analyzing each flyer, trying to find the most suitable event for Davis and Hanna."Why are you thinking about taking her out? Aren't you afraid she'll run at the first opportunity?" Rudan asked, handing him a flyer for a famous concert in the city. "Here it is, an orchestra is performing. You should take her to this one.""Maybe, it sounds relaxing," Davis sighed, grimacing with disapproval. "Anyway... I want to go somewhere with her, I don't want her to feel trapped in that annex. She can go out by my side and see nice things around. It's been a week since neither of us have seen the outside. I want to take her somewhere.""Hum... I admit, I'm surprised. You seem to be taking on the role of a husband. After all... ever since I’ve known you, even when you were with your ex-wife, you used to go to clubs, parties, and...""I get it!" Davis cut him off. "Don’t let Hanna hear those things.
My fiancé ran away, I married his father 144: Cunning Rudan
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