CHAPTER 51 – Zara’s POV My mother-in-law who has graciously arranged for a renowned wedding planner and designer named Charlotte Montgomery. As I sat there, engrossed in my messaging app, her voice broke through my concentration. “Are you okay?” she asked, concerned. Startled, I refocused my attention and forced a smile, assuring her that everything was fine. “I was just checking in with Lucas to see where he is,” I calmly explained. Mrs. Montgomery chimed in, understandingly. “Ah, it's rush hour, and the roads are congested. Mr. Blackwood is probably caught up in the traffic,” she said, offering an explanation for Lucas's delay. Mrs. Montgomery proceeded to elaborate on the forest motif that she had planned for our wedding. The mere thought of a twilight-like atmosphere filled me with an overwhelming sense of excitement, and I couldn't help but clap my hands joyfully. As the discussion continued, the door swung open, and Lucas finally appeared, clutching a box in his hands. “Hot
CHAPTER 52 – Zara’s POV Preparing for my wedding was no easy task. It took five months. Five months to plan and arrange everything. I had always dreamed of a simple wedding. I was not one for extravagance. My only wish was to marry the one I truly loved in a church, making our vows before the Creator. That was all I wanted, nothing more. Perhaps it was a blessing in disguise that this was our second attempt at a relationship. I had once thought it was a lost cause. I believed everything was over, and I needed to let go and move on. But life is full of surprises, and it seemed my luck had returned. Like magic, our relationship had mended. I hadn't expected it at all, especially after I had given up the fight. The Blackwoods welcomed us back into their lives. My mother and grandfather were delighted with the direction my relationship and life were taking. It felt as if the thorn in my side was gradually fading away. It seemed surreal that I was getting married the next day. Lucas ha
CHAPTER 53 – Zara’s POV It was morning again, and I heard the weak strokes of the waves outside. They seemed to beckon me to come ashore and watch the rising sun from the ocean. Like the sea, I feel the same loss. I haven't remembered anything for years. It's like my name and the events of my life have been forgotten, washed away like a bubble that disappeared from me. The only one beside me was Nick. Nick, who introduced himself as my husband. On the day of our wedding, I was involved in an accident and fell into a long coma. When I woke up, I couldn’t remember anything including my name and my origin. Each time I attempted to delve into my memories, it felt as if someone was striking my head, causing excruciating pain and inducing fainting spells. This only exacerbated my emotional turmoil. I knew something was missing, but I couldn't pinpoint the source of this emptiness. I could sense a discrepancy, but I was unable to identify what it was. I felt akin to a blank sheet of pa
CHAPTER 54 – Lucas’ POV The darkness returned, swallowing my sanity. I kept asking myself, “Why? What did I do wrong? Why would she hurt me like this? It's all so messed up!” When Zara didn't show up at our wedding, the pain was unbearable. I thought she loved me and everything was fine, but she chose to leave me, our son, and our life behind. Does she want to teach me a lesson? Is this payback for something I did in the past? If so, she succeeded in destroying me. I searched tirelessly for her, refusing to give up easily. But she remained hidden. There must be a reason why she disappeared. Maybe someone took her. Then, I got a letter. Antoinette, my ex-wife's best friend, confirmed that it was written by Zara. Its contents drove me almost crazy. Dear Lucas, Now you know how it feels, right? Don't waste your time trying to find me. You won't see me again. Well, you fell into my trap. Are you feeling sick? You deserve it. After all the time we spent together, you never saw my val
CHAPTER 55 – Zara’s POV Nick and I finally arrived home from our tour. The weather didn't seem to be getting any better. The warm sunlight that had once touched my skin had turned into a cool breeze. The sky above was filled with black and grey clouds, and it was raining again. Instead of catching a ride, we decided to walk home in silence. We held hands, but something felt off. Why couldn't I feel love for him? It had been six months, but I couldn't see Nick as my life partner. He was an important person in my life, but definitely not a husband. Something felt wrong because I couldn't even feel the wedding ring I was wearing. The pictures he showed me seemed suspicious. We didn't even have a wedding photo. My mind felt like it was being excavated again. We arrived back home. It was just the two of us and Nick, but for some unknown reason, I felt nervous. I found myself in the living room, and Nick tried to kiss me. But why did I feel like I was being violated? Why was this not
CHAPTER 56 – Nick’s POV When you're too in love, you can blur the line between right and wrong. I'm blinded by my feelings, and the thought of not having her drives me insane. I can't accept that after waiting for so long, I'm being ignored while she falls for another man. I was the one who stood by her when she was hurt by Lucas. I've been there as her companion, support, and tool. I waited because I knew Zara's ultimate destination was meant to be with me. I feel like I'm losing my mind, going crazy. The jealousy is consuming me, and I can't accept not being her last choice. It's been a long time since I've loved someone from afar, just waiting for the right moment to make my move and make her mine. I'll keep a close eye on her, and the moment I see someone else trying to take what should be mine, I won't hesitate to act. I've worked too hard, faced too many challenges, and invested too much of myself to let her slip away. I will make sure that I am her endgame. Zara has been ki
CHAPTER 57 – Giselle’s POV Villain, sounds familiar, right? They were always the struggle and nuisance for every heroine in a story. I thought I was the heroine of my own love life. I was living my life to the fullest. I had my career, my love, my everything. I wasn't ready for the turning table of this world. I wasn't ready for the change, where I would be the villain in my ex-boyfriend's love story. I was born into a very wealthy family. Both of my parents were well-known politicians. With a mother who was the mayor of our municipality, and a father who was a Senator and a former governor. Everything went smoothly. I was getting what I wanted. Money and beauty that anyone could wish to have and possess. I considered myself lucky. I was living my life way too easily. However, I reached a point where I needed to reciprocate what Mom and Dad had given me. I was a high school student at that time when my Dad called me from his office at our house. Both my Mother and Father were two
CHAPTER 58 – Lucas’ POV When Giselle and I had a conversation, it felt like a weight had been lifted off me. She decided to stop pushing herself onto me and focus on finding her true self. I believed that true deep love can only be experienced when you love yourself first. Both Giselle and I felt empty, like boxes without contents. We realized that we weren't meant for each other, and I was glad that she chose to end her madness. I knew that someone else deserved her love more than I did. Although I may not forgive her for her mistakes right away, I was relieved that she was repenting for them. I understood that it was difficult for her too, and I hoped she would learn her lesson. Just like me, I had learned one of the happiest lessons in my life - accepting the situation and appreciating what I had before it was taken away. I wished I had cherished Zara more so she wouldn't have left me. I still held onto the hope that we would meet again. I had a feeling and intuition that our pa
CHAPTER 75 – Zara’s POV Fifteen years have passed since Lucas and I exchanged our vows, a journey filled with ups and downs, tears and smiles. We have faced countless challenges, nearly losing hope at times, but our determination has kept us fighting. Has it been an easy road for us? No, there's no such thing as a perfect relationship. We, like any couple, have experienced moments of doubt and contemplation. But we have also found reasons to hold on tightly, to weather the storms together. We understand that true happiness and a healthy relationship require effort and commitment. They say that when you're truly happy, time flies by unnoticed. And indeed, the time has flown. It feels like just yesterday when my children were young, and now they tower over me, grown into remarkable individuals. Enrique, our eldest, was already twenty-five years old. He has blossomed into a handsome, intelligent young man, dedicated to his studies and still possessing a gentle sweetness. He would be
CHAPTER 74 – Zara’s POV The night weighed heavily upon us as we slept, carrying with it unresolved grievances. No greetings were exchanged, no apologies offered, and our stubbornness held us captive. The emotional distance between Lucas and me mirrored the separation of our children into separate rooms. The air grew cold, and doubts crept into my heart, leaving me feeling insecure and unimportant in his eyes. The warmth of our marriage seemed to wane, and tears streamed down my face throughout the night, burdened by the fear that his love for me had vanished. How had we come to this? I believed Lucas and I were destined to endure together until the very end. Yet here we were, estranged and adrift. His heart had seemingly changed with alarming swiftness, and I questioned why. Was it just me? Why had he distanced himself so abruptly? The weight of my emotions consumed me, and tears flowed ceaselessly. I cried out all the pain and anguish burdening my heart, emptying myself of the sor
CHAPTER 73 – Zara’s POV The party was a success but then I felt something weird. I didn't know if it was just me, or I was just being paranoid. A woman's intuition was really something else when it kicked in, and I wasn't wrong when I saw that shameless woman. The daughter of our local mayor, who clung to my husband as if her life depended on it, and now she even dared to kiss my husband. As I watched her and Lucas together, it felt like I was punched with anger and jealousy in my heart. I remained calm, just observing the situation, but deep inside I wondered if Lucas would ever change for the better. We just got reunited, and there’s another woman already who was vying for his attention! “What the fuck, Nadine!” my husband exclaimed angrily, wiping his lips after the woman kissed him. They hadn't noticed me watching them yet. Nadine, that was the name of this shameless woman! Damn! “Lucas, I've loved you since then! I am willing to be your mistress, just keep me close to your he
CHAPTER 72 – Zara’s POV We had been tirelessly searching for donors, hoping to find the perfect pair of eyes for Ava. As we awaited her recovery from the recent eye surgery, she remained fragile due to malnourishment. To ensure the well-being of both Ava and Enrique, we sought the assistance of our trusted pediatrician. Regular check-ups and monitoring their health became our top priority. “Thank you, Mom. I love you!” she exclaimed, planting a sweet kiss on my cheek. I offered my cheek, making it easier for her to reach. Our youngest overflowed with affection. “Mom loves you too, my dear. Alright, let's take a break from the cookies for now and have lunch later, alright?” I suggested as we moved to the table. “It's okay, Mom. These dolls are just for me to play with,” she assured me, referring to the gifts from her uncles and aunts. I anticipated that they would spoil her, especially since she was currently the youngest among her cousins. We thoroughly enjoyed the meal that Mom
CHAPTER 71 – Zara’s POV That very day, we joyfully brought our daughter out of the orphanage, relieved to discover that she harbored no resentment. She expressed his happiness at having her wish fulfilled and being reunited with us. The overwhelming joy I felt was impossible to contain. Lucas, Enrique, and I had a delightful time together, showering our daughter with love and affection. Enrique, being the older brother, embraced him warmly, forming an instant bond. As we sat in the van, she curiously asked, “Where are we going?” It was late, and darkness had enveloped the surroundings. But we were nearing our grand mansion. The anticipation among everyone to meet our son, the long-lost member of the Blackwood family, was palpable. Gratitude filled the hearts of our relatives, thankful that we had finally found our daughter, our missing piece. It was as if a void in my heart had been miraculously filled. Lucas and I couldn't help but smile, radiating pure joy. “We're going home, sw
CHAPTER 70 – Zara’s POV When Nick dropped that bombshell, it felt like the world turned icy. In an instant, a chill ran through my body, leaving me speechless and teary-eyed. The weight of his words pressed down on me, making it difficult to face him any longer. I feared that my emotions would betray me, causing me to say something I'd regret later. Leaving the precinct, I could feel my strength draining away. My knees wobbled, threatening to give out beneath me. I felt utterly weak, vulnerable in the face of such overwhelming news. The news of my daughter’s survival brought a mix of joy and guilt as a mother. I couldn't shake the feeling of remorse knowing that while I slept soundly in a comfortable bed and had three meals a day, my child was living in an orphanage, possibly feeling unloved and abandoned. “Let's go to Lucas, our child! Please!” I pleaded, my heart constricting, making it hard to catch my breath. “Honey, please, try to calm down. We'll be reunited with our son soo
CHAPTER 69 – Zara’s POV We headed straight to Dr. Brown's clinic. Once we parked the car in the parking lot, we got out. The clinic was a three-story building. As soon as we entered, my husband immediately caught everyone's attention. Ever since I had known him, Lucas had always been like that. He effortlessly captured anyone's attention. His presence was enough to command respect and admiration at the same time. He was tall, with a perfect face, and he epitomized the idea of a handsome man. I felt so lucky among all the women in the world that he chose me. There was nothing particularly special about me, but he still chose me, even though I had disappeared for three years like a bubble. I wasn't a girl with self-confidence. I could barely stand up for myself. I didn't know how to be the best, and yet I was lucky to have someone like him. He had fallen in love with me deeply. It was back in college when we had met. He had been like a star I couldn't reach. He had been like the mo
CHAPTER 68 – Zara’s POV All the nervousness from that night had vanished, especially after embracing my son and rescuing him from that horrific place. The scene was so distressing that I felt like I could faint at any moment. Now, Nick was in trouble. They had forcibly removed him from jail, but we would ensure that he wouldn't escape the consequences of his actions. He needed to spend a significant amount of time behind bars to reflect on what he had done. When we arrived home at the mansion, all of my husband's brothers and their wives were waiting for us. They were concerned about our well-being, and even though we reassured them that everything was fine, anger was brewing over Nick's behavior. Stephanie embraced me, and I felt a longing for that sibling connection. You see, I never had a sibling since I was the result of an unplanned pregnancy, and my biological father wasn't involved in my life, while my mother never sought a life partner. So having a sister like Stephanie, my
CHAPTER 67 – Zara’s POV It seemed like the glass I was holding slipped from my hand, and it shattered, cutting me in the process. The pain stung, a physical representation of the emotional turmoil I was going through. I was in the kitchen, cooking breakfast while Lucas and our son haven't come down yet. Suddenly, I was overwhelmed by an inexplicable nervousness, and that's why I dropped the glass and got injured. Lucas quickly approached me, seeing my bleeding hands, and scolded me, “You need to be more careful, my dear!” “I don't know, I just suddenly got really nervous! That's why I dropped the glass. I'm sorry! Please don't be angry,” I said, feeling overwhelmed. He sighed with defeat in his voice, “Alright, just be careful next time, okay? Don't make me worry!” Then we decided to call Enrique, but the maid informed us that he was not in his room. Panic started to set in, and my phone rang from an anonymous number. Trembling, I answered the call. “Hello!” I said. “Hello, lov