Chapter 133 Eva’s Point of View The weight of the confrontation with Max clung to me like a suffocating shroud. Every word, every look, every plea replayed in my mind, haunting me as I sat in Sally’s cozy living room. The soft hum of the heater did little to warm the chill that had settled deep in
Just as I began to feel the first tendrils of calm, my phone buzzed on the coffee table. I reached for it, my heart skipping a beat when I saw the caller ID. “Hello?” I answered, my voice tentative. “Ms. Brown?” a man’s voice said on the other end, his tone urgent. “Yes, this is Eva,” I replied,
Chapter 134 Eva’s Point of View The drive to the hospital was a blur. Sally’s hands gripped the steering wheel tightly, her knuckles white as she navigated through the evening traffic. My own hands trembled uncontrollably in my lap, and no matter how hard I tried to steady them, the fear in my che
Now, he was lying on an operating table, fighting for his life. The thought made my heart feel heavy, like it was being crushed under the weight of my emotions. Guilt crept in, sharp and painful, making it hard to breathe. I pressed my hands against my face, trying to hold back the tears, but it wa
Chapter 135 Eva’s Point of View Emily’s asked, her voice sharp and full of venom, but I didn’t flinch. My heart raced, not with fear but with a strange strength I hadn’t felt before. It was as if all the pain and humiliation I had endured had built a wall around my heart, one that could no longer
Chapter 136 Maximilian’s Point of View The hospital corridor felt noisy as Sara’s voice rang out, her voice pierced through the tense silence like a jagged knife. “What are you doing here, Max?” Her tone was harsh, a mixture of disbelief and anger, but beneath it, there was something else hurt. I
Chapter 137 Maximilian’s Point of View The sight of Eva wrapped in Josh’s arms felt like a dagger plunging deep into my chest, twisting with every second that passed. My fists clenched so tightly that my nails bit into my palms, leaving crescent-shaped marks that I barely felt. My heart thundered
Chapter 138 Maximilian’s Point of View “I have nothing to do with Sara,” I said, my voice cutting through the tense silence. The weight of my words hung heavily in the air, shocking not only Eva but Sara and her mother, Emily, who stood a few steps away. Eva’s eyes widened momentarily before narr
"To new beginnings," I whispered to my reflection, watching my smile grow wider in the darkened glass. "And to sweet, sweet revenge." The ice in my glass had melted, diluting the expensive whiskey, but I hardly noticed. In my mind, I was already rehearsing my performance at the bank, imagining Eva'
Chapter 155 Emily's Point of View The ice clinked in my glass as I swirled the amber liquid, a satisfied smile playing on my lips. The news of Williams' death still felt surreal, like a dream I might wake up from at any moment. But it wasn't a dream. We had finally succeeded. The private room at
"I..." My voice cracked. "Grandmother, Dad is..." "I know, my darling," she said, her own voice thick with emotion. "It's all over the news. Oh, my sweet girl I'm so sorry." In the background, I could hear the children playing, their innocent laughter a stark contrast to the heaviness in my heart.
"How dare you?" I seethed. "How DARE you try to blame me for this? Ever since you two came into our lives, everything has fallen apart!" Sara flinched, but I wasn't finished. The words poured out like a flood. "You manipulated him, turned him against me, his own daughter! You played the perfect fa
I nodded weakly, allowing him to guide me to his car. As he opened the passenger door for me, I caught sight of Sara and her mother leaving the hospital. Josh must have seen them too, because his arm tightened protectively around my shoulders. "Don't even think about it," he warned them quietly as
I stumbled to a nearby bench, my legs finally giving out. The reality of what had just happened crashed over me in waves. My father was dead. The last connection to my childhood, my past, was gone forever. And his last days had been filled with conflict and stress because of those women... because o
Chapter 154 Eva's Point of View The harsh fluorescent lights of the hospital corridor made my head throb as I paced back and forth. Sara and her mother sat rigid in the waiting area chairs, their faces drawn with worry. None of us spoke. The tension in the air was suffocating. When Dr. Matthews h
Chapter 153 Max’s Point of View I sat behind my desk, staring blankly at the stack of documents in front of me. My mind wasn’t on the reports or the contracts. It hadn’t been for weeks. I rubbed my temples, trying to push back the headache that had been building all day. Sleep had become a rare l
The steady beeping of the heart monitor was his only response, each sound both reassuring and maddeningly empty. "I don't know what to do anymore," I admitted, my voice trembling. "Sara hates me. She blames me for everything, and I don't even know how to begin fixing it. And now this... this accide