**Chapter 156: Is the Baby Still There?Hanna’s hope for freedom vanished in an instant. When she felt a firm hand grab her injured foot, she let out a groan of pain. Then, strong hands lifted her as if she were a puppet in a cruel show.“Thinking of escaping like this?” Rudan’s rough voice scraped her ears. Hanna lowered her head, tears welling up in her eyes.“Oh my God...” she mumbled, trying to hide her face with her forearm. But Rudan removed it with a brusque gesture, staring at her with a smile that never reached his cold eyes.“You’re still with him, aren’t you?” His gaze fixed on her belly, sending a chill down Hanna’s spine.“How do you know?” Her voice was a trembling whisper.“A pregnant woman who didn’t bleed after an abortion?” Rudan examined her with the sharpness of a detective. “What really happened there? What was all that blood?”“Don’t tell Davis, please... I don’t want my baby to die...” Hanna’s words were muffled by a sudden, tight embrace from Rudan. She shrank
**Chapter 157: Escape and Disappearance**"I’m sorry, Hanna, but you can’t run away like this. It’s a good thing I saw you leave," he said, stirring sadness and tears in Hanna. But he merely broke the bracelet she wore. "Davis can track you with this, that’s how he found you at the police station. If you ran away with it, you’d just be taking a stroll," he finished, leaving Hanna alone. He released her arm afterward and averted his gaze. "You're not going to tell him?" she asked, suspicious. "No. Even though I’ve been Davis' bodyguard and friend for years, that doesn’t change the fact that I’m still against what he wants to do. A sane human wouldn’t do this," he said calmly, but Hanna was now deep in thought, analyzing him. "Your daughter?" she asked curiously, drawing a confused look from Rudan. "This time you’ve taken care of me, somehow it made me think you were looking after me like a father," she said, smiling gently. "Where’s your daughter?" "It’s not something I’d like
**Chapter 158: The Disappearance of Hanna**That same morning, Davis had already realized Hanna was missing. The room was in disarray, everything overturned, bed sheets strewn across the floor, and Davis furious as he threw the bracelet with the tracker far away.“How did this happen?” he asked indignantly.“This time...” Rudan sighed, pretending to be anxious about the situation. “It seems she really managed to escape,” he added, as Davis stared at him in rage, circling him.“You never took your eyes off her, and suddenly...” Davis murmured suspiciously.“Suddenly what?” Rudan retorted. “My job is to take care of your security, not play the role of Hanna’s husband while you act like a spoiled brat and womanizer. If you want to throw the blame on me, go ahead! But it wasn’t me who made false promises and mistreated her.”“Damn it! Are you against me now?” Davis asked indignantly.“You seem blind,” Rudan countered. “You’ve been completely oblivious to a life! Hanna was carrying a child
**Chapter 1: Wedding Without a Groom?**Hanna stood on the brink of a significant milestone in her life, although it wasn't exactly by her own choice. An arranged and hurried marriage was far from the romantic scenario she had always dreamed of. Yet, given the circumstances, it was the only option she had to get what she needed at that moment.That morning, Hanna had already received everything she needed to prepare for the wedding. A legion of servants was at her disposal, ready to attend to her. She wondered why all this apparatus was necessary for a marriage that, in the end, was only to fulfill a contract."All this expensive clothing and dedication to make me presentable makes me wish my marriage was with someone I love. After all... why put in so much effort and care into planning something that's false?""One day when this agreement ends... if I think of getting married, I'll never be able to overcome the impeccable organization of the Farrugias. I didn't even have to move for
**Chapter 2: Agreement with the Groom's Father**Morgan walked to the balcony of his second-floor room, staring disdainfully at the number on his cell phone screen. He hesitated several times before making the call. He could barely stand to hear Hanna's voice, especially since he had witnessed firsthand what that family's illness could do to a person. Even though it wasn't contagious, it was unsettling to observe and deeply regrettable.Hanna answered the phone immediately."Hello, Mr. Farrugia?" she asked anxiously. "I thought you were sending a car to pick me up. There's less than half an hour until the wedding! Why are you taking so long?"Morgan swallowed hard, his gaze lost."Miss... Ortiz," he cleared his throat lightly before continuing. "Unfortunately, we'll have to postpone the wedding."Hanna furrowed her brow, confused, as she stared at herself in the mirror, all dressed up. She could hardly believe it."I disagree! This wedding cannot be postponed! If so, then... how will
**Chapter 3: My Disfigured Bride**Morgan stepped out of his room to find the entire family gathered, anxiously awaiting news. As soon as he mentioned the agreement with Hanna, that he would be the temporary groom until his son returned, a deathly silence fell over the room. His ex-mother-in-law, her face twisted in disapproval, was the first to speak out."You made me a promise, Morgan! You can't just break it now. Don't you dare get involved in a new relationship, especially of this magnitude, after everything you've done in the past!" she grumbled, vehemently reprimanding him. "William Morgan!" she suddenly asserted, gripping his suit collar. "Don't you dare renounce your promise! You deserve nothing but the life you have!" she growled, releasing him forcefully.Morgan stepped back, rubbing his throat."I'm not doing this willingly. Ever since my grandmother made this damned marriage agreement, we've all been trapped in this hell, eagerly waiting for this day. Do you think I'm happ
4: Finally MarriedHanna positioned herself beside Morgan, keeping a distance so that neither of them would touch. The atmosphere was tense and silent among the people; it felt more like a funeral than a wedding. The only thing breaking the silence was the sound of camera flashes taking photos as evidence to fulfill the requirements of the will.As soon as the justice of the peace's standard speech ended, both confirmed their desire to marry and signed the papers, joining them in matrimony."Are you satisfied, Mr. Grumpy?" Hanna asked without looking at him."For now, Mrs. Ortiz. Enjoy the buffet. No one will bother you until it's time to leave.""Sure!" she muttered sharply, turning her back on him and heading to a distant table in the banquet hall.As soon as Morgan moved away from Hanna and towards the other guests, his ex-mother-in-law interrupted his steps."Is she really that ugly?" she asked, now mockingly glancing at Hanna."You're enjoying seeing my life turn into hell, aren'
**Chapter 5: Life is Unfair to Hanna**"If that woman comes to this place, she must stay in the annex and not frequent the mansion!" she asserted. Morgan sighed impatiently."Are you afraid that I might give her a chance?" Morgan smiled skeptically."That's not it. After all, it would be hard for you to stay in a woman's life after what you did to my daughter's and grandson's lives. That's why I know if you take the risk, you'll just ruin more lives."Morgan sighed heavily, swallowing his words without arguing with her."Think what you want; if that's the case... you're right then.""Of course I am.""When will you be able to forgive me for that? Are you going to torment me for my entire life? Will you never let this heal?" he asked, distressed."Never! Morgan... neither you nor I will have peace with this!" she confessed, pressing her lips together with bitterness.He stared at her without reaction, adjusting his tie at the same time. Despite being a much larger man than Liara, who w