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Chapter 82.1.She darted to the door, fumbling with the lock. When the bolt slid free, a smile broke across her tear-streaked face. She shoved the door open, ready to run for her life.But her steps faltered, and her smile vanished.Standing in the doorway was Xavier.Her body reacted before her mind could process the fear. She stumbled toward him, collapsing into his arms. Her fingers clutched at his shirt, trembling as she buried her face in his chest. “Xavier, please,” she whispered, her voice cracking. “Please save me. Save me from Jacob…”Her words were broken by sobs, the faint hope in her eyes clinging to him like a lifeline. Xavier’s arms hesitated before they wrapped around her instinctively. His heart sank as he looked down at her.Her face was bruised and swollen, the angry red imprint of a hand on her right cheek. The corner of her lip was split, blood crusting over the wound. Her dress was torn in places, hanging off her shoulders. The sight of her like this—bat
Chapter 83 . A desperate scream tore from her lips as she looked up to see Jacob standing over her, his face twisted in a sadistic grin. His shirt was smeared with dried blood, some of it staining his teeth, making him look more like a monster than a man. “Going somewhere, darling?” he asked mockingly, his voice laced with menace. Alessa scrambled backward, crawling on her hands and knees. “No… no, stay away from me!” she cried, her voice breaking. But before she could get far, a hand yanked her back by her hair. Pain shot through her scalp as she was forced to her feet, her tear-filled eyes locking with Xavier’s. “You shouldn’t have hurt my father, Alessa,” Xavier snarled, his voice low and menacing. His face was inches from hers, his breath hot against her skin. “You shouldn’t have.” He dragged her roughly, throwing her against the wall. She cried out in pain as he tied her hands with a thick rope, securing her in place. “Please, Xavier!” she begged, her voice tremb
Chapter 84.The atmosphere in the room thickened with tension as Jacob filled the syringe with a clear liquid. His movements were sharp and deliberate, his face devoid of remorse. The faint glint of the needle caught the dim light, sending chills through the room.“Dad!” Xavier called, his voice trembling with urgency as he saw Jacob walking toward Alessa. “What are you doing? You promised me you wouldn’t hurt her!” Xavier’s voice cracked with desperation, his disbelief evident.Jacob didn’t slow down. His calm, calculated expression didn’t falter as he turned to his son. “Come on, Xavier,” he said in a voice that mocked sincerity. “I know what I promised. Your dear Alessa will live. I’m just giving her a little sleeping dose. She doesn’t need to see the bloody mess I’m about to make of her husband and father-in-law. Don’t you trust me, son?” His tone softened, pretending to sound hurt, but his eyes gleamed with malice.Alessa’s eyes went wide with panic. Struggling against t
Chapter 85.Rican sat on the chair beside Alessa’s hospital bed, his shoulders hunched forward in defeat. His right arm in a plaster cast, and the dull ache of his injuries was nothing compared to the torment raging inside him. His gaze was fixed on Alessa’s pale, motionless face. Her fragile frame looked even smaller beneath the white hospital sheets, her skin ashen and her lips chapped.The doctor’s words echoed relentlessly in his mind, slicing through him like a blade: “We are sorry, sir, but we couldn’t save the child. The drug had already spread through her bloodstream, and given her early stage of pregnancy, there was nothing we could do. I’m truly sorry.”Rican gritted his teeth, his hands curling into fists despite the pain in his shoulder. The helpless rage boiling inside him threatened to consume him. How could he have done this? How could he have failed her so completely?It wasn’t just Xavier or Sia who were at fault. No—if anyone was to blame, it was him. Enrico R
Chapter 86.|Rican|Time had passed, but if I’m being honest, things weren’t fully healed. Maybe some things never really heal. Instead, we learn to live with the pain, mask it with a smile, and call it moving on. That’s exactly what we’re trying to do now.Alessa was finally discharged from the hospital. Physically, she was okay, but mentally… that was a whole other story. She barely spoke these days, and when she did, it was as though her voice carried the weight of the world. My father, Stefano Rossi, decided to stay with us, and for the first time in years, I didn’t push him away.Do I hate him for what he did to my mother? Absolutely. That betrayal will forever be a wall between us. But after what he did to help rescue Alessa, I couldn’t bring myself to tell him to leave. I needed him here—not for me, but for Alessa. We were in a crisis, and even though I despised his past actions, I knew he was a rock we could lean on now.And then there was Uncle Liam. The man I had once
Chapter 87.Alessa stood frozen at the door, her entire body stiff with shock. Her heart raced as she pointed toward the gate, unable to find her voice. Rican, noticing her fear, rushed to her side. He cupped her face in his hands, his eyes filled with worry.“What happened, Ally? What is it?” he asked, his voice trembling with concern.She couldn’t speak, only lifting her hand; Rican followed her gaze and froze. There he was—Xavier, standing at the gate.Rican's expression darkened in an instant. Rage consumed him as he stormed outside. Before Xavier could utter a single word, Rican’s fist connected with his jaw."How dare you come to my home? I fucking warned you, didn’t I?" Rican roared, his voice filled with fury. "I have decided to leave you only becasue Ally requested me to leave you otherwise your body would be buried deep down now."- he screramed raining punches after punches at him.Xavier didn’t fight back. He stood still, taking every punch and blow without a word.
Chapter 88.Alessa lay on the bed, her eyes fixed on the ceiling. The quiet of the room felt heavier than usual, yet there was an odd sense of calm in her heart. Xavier's apology earlier in the evening had stirred something within her. It wasn’t forgiveness, not entirely, but it felt like a burden she didn’t know she was carrying had been lifted. A strange sense of peace settled over her as though she had finally found closure.The door creaked open, and Rican stepped into the room. He watched her for a moment before sitting on the edge of the bed beside her. “Aren’t you sleepy yet?” he asked softly, his voice hesitant.“No… I don’t feel like sleeping right now,” Alessa replied, her tone calm but distant.Rican tilted his head, his brow furrowing. “Is something bothering you? I mean, is it about… Xavier?” he asked carefully, his voice tinged with concern.She shook her head, a faint smile crossing her lips. “No, it’s not bothering me,” she said. “In fact, I feel… calm. As if
Chapter 89.|Rican|I was deep in sleep when something soft landed on my face—a tiny slap. Before I could react, another one came, a little firmer this time. Groaning, I opened one eye reluctantly, and there he was—our little bundle of energy, Rowoon, standing next to the bed. His bright blue eyes sparkled with mischief, and a wide grin stretched across his chubby cheeks.“Papa! Papa awake! Papa awake!” he sang loudly, practically bouncing on the spot.I couldn’t help but smile as I sat up, pulling him into my arms. “Morning, little king,” I murmured, ruffling his hair.But Rowoon wasn’t done yet. Once on the bed, he immediately turned his attention to Ally, who was still in a deep sleep. Without hesitation, he started climbing over her. His giggles filled the room as he poked her gently. “Momma, wokii wokii!” he sang, his little voice rising in excitement.“Hey, baby,” I whispered, trying to gently pull him back. “Momma is tired, okay? Let’s let her sleep a little more, hmm?
Epilouge.Ally felt herself losing control as Rican's hands roamed over her body, his touch setting her nerves on fire. His fingers brushed against her sensitive skin, teasing her as his hands moved to her breasts, kneading and pinching her hardened nipples. The slippery soap on her body made his movements smoother.Her lips parted as his mouth claimed hers in a heated kiss, his tongue dominating the moment as it explored her fully. She surrendered, her fingers gripping his damp hair, pulling him closer. The intensity of the kiss left her breathless, and her body quivered under his touch.Without breaking the connection, Rican reached for the shower handle, turning on the water. The warm stream cascaded over them, rinsing away the soap and making Ally’s skin glisten under the soft glow of the bathroom lights. The sight of her body, glowing and wet, made Rican's gaze darken with desire.“God, you’re breathtaking,” he muttered, his voice thick with want as his eyes roamed over
..Ally was scrolling her phone, a smile on her lips, it’s didn’t waiver for a second, as she was seeing the pictures of their marriage, she looked like a penguin and why not, she was almost five months pregnant when Rican again proposed her for marriage. She didn’t want to marry him while pregnant but Rican was stubborn, he couldn’t wait anymore and finally she married him, here was the proof, she looked like a fluffy balloon at the time of her wedding but nevertheless she was happy, so happy she felt everything was a dream. Ally glanced at the clock. It was only ten at night, but Rican was still downstairs in his home office. He’d created the small workspace so he could stay home more often, especially for Rowoon, who was growing more stubborn and demanding with each passing day. She smiled, thinking of their little boy. Ally through of taking a quick shower before bed Ally got up and headed to the bathroom. She removed her clothes and slid into the bathtub, sighing as the
Chapter 89.|Rican|I was deep in sleep when something soft landed on my face—a tiny slap. Before I could react, another one came, a little firmer this time. Groaning, I opened one eye reluctantly, and there he was—our little bundle of energy, Rowoon, standing next to the bed. His bright blue eyes sparkled with mischief, and a wide grin stretched across his chubby cheeks.“Papa! Papa awake! Papa awake!” he sang loudly, practically bouncing on the spot.I couldn’t help but smile as I sat up, pulling him into my arms. “Morning, little king,” I murmured, ruffling his hair.But Rowoon wasn’t done yet. Once on the bed, he immediately turned his attention to Ally, who was still in a deep sleep. Without hesitation, he started climbing over her. His giggles filled the room as he poked her gently. “Momma, wokii wokii!” he sang, his little voice rising in excitement.“Hey, baby,” I whispered, trying to gently pull him back. “Momma is tired, okay? Let’s let her sleep a little more, hmm?
Chapter 88.Alessa lay on the bed, her eyes fixed on the ceiling. The quiet of the room felt heavier than usual, yet there was an odd sense of calm in her heart. Xavier's apology earlier in the evening had stirred something within her. It wasn’t forgiveness, not entirely, but it felt like a burden she didn’t know she was carrying had been lifted. A strange sense of peace settled over her as though she had finally found closure.The door creaked open, and Rican stepped into the room. He watched her for a moment before sitting on the edge of the bed beside her. “Aren’t you sleepy yet?” he asked softly, his voice hesitant.“No… I don’t feel like sleeping right now,” Alessa replied, her tone calm but distant.Rican tilted his head, his brow furrowing. “Is something bothering you? I mean, is it about… Xavier?” he asked carefully, his voice tinged with concern.She shook her head, a faint smile crossing her lips. “No, it’s not bothering me,” she said. “In fact, I feel… calm. As if
Chapter 87.Alessa stood frozen at the door, her entire body stiff with shock. Her heart raced as she pointed toward the gate, unable to find her voice. Rican, noticing her fear, rushed to her side. He cupped her face in his hands, his eyes filled with worry.“What happened, Ally? What is it?” he asked, his voice trembling with concern.She couldn’t speak, only lifting her hand; Rican followed her gaze and froze. There he was—Xavier, standing at the gate.Rican's expression darkened in an instant. Rage consumed him as he stormed outside. Before Xavier could utter a single word, Rican’s fist connected with his jaw."How dare you come to my home? I fucking warned you, didn’t I?" Rican roared, his voice filled with fury. "I have decided to leave you only becasue Ally requested me to leave you otherwise your body would be buried deep down now."- he screramed raining punches after punches at him.Xavier didn’t fight back. He stood still, taking every punch and blow without a word.
Chapter 86.|Rican|Time had passed, but if I’m being honest, things weren’t fully healed. Maybe some things never really heal. Instead, we learn to live with the pain, mask it with a smile, and call it moving on. That’s exactly what we’re trying to do now.Alessa was finally discharged from the hospital. Physically, she was okay, but mentally… that was a whole other story. She barely spoke these days, and when she did, it was as though her voice carried the weight of the world. My father, Stefano Rossi, decided to stay with us, and for the first time in years, I didn’t push him away.Do I hate him for what he did to my mother? Absolutely. That betrayal will forever be a wall between us. But after what he did to help rescue Alessa, I couldn’t bring myself to tell him to leave. I needed him here—not for me, but for Alessa. We were in a crisis, and even though I despised his past actions, I knew he was a rock we could lean on now.And then there was Uncle Liam. The man I had once
Chapter 85.Rican sat on the chair beside Alessa’s hospital bed, his shoulders hunched forward in defeat. His right arm in a plaster cast, and the dull ache of his injuries was nothing compared to the torment raging inside him. His gaze was fixed on Alessa’s pale, motionless face. Her fragile frame looked even smaller beneath the white hospital sheets, her skin ashen and her lips chapped.The doctor’s words echoed relentlessly in his mind, slicing through him like a blade: “We are sorry, sir, but we couldn’t save the child. The drug had already spread through her bloodstream, and given her early stage of pregnancy, there was nothing we could do. I’m truly sorry.”Rican gritted his teeth, his hands curling into fists despite the pain in his shoulder. The helpless rage boiling inside him threatened to consume him. How could he have done this? How could he have failed her so completely?It wasn’t just Xavier or Sia who were at fault. No—if anyone was to blame, it was him. Enrico R
Chapter 84.The atmosphere in the room thickened with tension as Jacob filled the syringe with a clear liquid. His movements were sharp and deliberate, his face devoid of remorse. The faint glint of the needle caught the dim light, sending chills through the room.“Dad!” Xavier called, his voice trembling with urgency as he saw Jacob walking toward Alessa. “What are you doing? You promised me you wouldn’t hurt her!” Xavier’s voice cracked with desperation, his disbelief evident.Jacob didn’t slow down. His calm, calculated expression didn’t falter as he turned to his son. “Come on, Xavier,” he said in a voice that mocked sincerity. “I know what I promised. Your dear Alessa will live. I’m just giving her a little sleeping dose. She doesn’t need to see the bloody mess I’m about to make of her husband and father-in-law. Don’t you trust me, son?” His tone softened, pretending to sound hurt, but his eyes gleamed with malice.Alessa’s eyes went wide with panic. Struggling against t
Chapter 83 . A desperate scream tore from her lips as she looked up to see Jacob standing over her, his face twisted in a sadistic grin. His shirt was smeared with dried blood, some of it staining his teeth, making him look more like a monster than a man. “Going somewhere, darling?” he asked mockingly, his voice laced with menace. Alessa scrambled backward, crawling on her hands and knees. “No… no, stay away from me!” she cried, her voice breaking. But before she could get far, a hand yanked her back by her hair. Pain shot through her scalp as she was forced to her feet, her tear-filled eyes locking with Xavier’s. “You shouldn’t have hurt my father, Alessa,” Xavier snarled, his voice low and menacing. His face was inches from hers, his breath hot against her skin. “You shouldn’t have.” He dragged her roughly, throwing her against the wall. She cried out in pain as he tied her hands with a thick rope, securing her in place. “Please, Xavier!” she begged, her voice tremb