All Chapters of INNOCENCE || BOOK 2 : Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

Christian smiled without his knowledge when he looked at Hazel. His heart as if found the peace that he longed for years. It was as if he could breathe peacefully after he was drunk on her pretty and familiar face. Her face always soothed his itching nerves, just like now. Even now she looked the same, he concluded when his gaze lowered to her. He missed those hazel orbs. So much. The bright colour in them was so powerful that its joy tickled his heart when she looked straight back into his eyes, seizing that sweet moment. As if the hot air stopped blowing around them, it was only he who exhaled softly like a huge burden from his shoulders was lifted off. His eyelids slowly turned heavy. Just a bit. Because it felt like a wishful dream that was finally fulfilled. He wanted to repeat the emotion when he realized his heart finally found peace. “And you know, he played with me!” Adam chirped at his mother. His eyes twinkled like two bright stars and his eyebrows raised when he told he

She took those happy moments. “Even if you didn’t see, we knew he was guilty…” she referred to Christian, “what you did with him wasn’t tit for tat because he already had it, but what you did was bullying someone who had nothing to do with you!” “When you speak, He hears you, so stop speaking for this ruthless man, Haze!” She grabbed her temple to massage it because none of the words that came out of Hazel’s mouth was wrong. “He’s a cruel man! He’s nobody to you! Don’t forget every man is the same, Haze! You may have forgotten but I remember how your father also abandoned your mother along with you, by blaming her character as well as her feelings for him!” “Stop that? Why are you talking about my mother all of a sudden?” She still had that memory in her head when she asked her mother about her father and she had no answer to give. She could not tell her that her father abandoned her. That could taint her mind, her thoughts for her father. Instead, the kind woman told her that he

“Should I call him now?” Christian asked after he was done putting the candle. He stood straight at his full height. “Yes, of course! I already woke him up. He must have taken a bath and got ready by now!” Marcus interrupted with an excited grin. Christian gave him a blank look. He basically asked Hazel, not Marcus. As soon as he received that look, he shut his mouth. “Thanks,” Christian muttered and left. Kevin sighed and turned to say, “You, too, look beautiful, Hazel.” The woman smiles gratefully. “Thank you. You, too, look good.” She complimented back, genuinely. Kevin waved his hand. “But not more than your man.” The word your man made her blush instantly. Kevin noticed it but did not comment. “So what’s the next good news? Your wedding date, hm?” He wiggled his brows, squinting his mischievously sparkling dark eyes. Hazel swallowed. “I-I don’t know,” she shrugged, confused herself. Although Christian had returned, he had not said anything about marriage yet. And the matte

“So she said yes?” asked Heer, wiggling her eyebrows as she looked at her son’s flushed face through the screen of the laptop in front of her. Her question earned her a small smile from Christian from the other side while his sister sitting next to his mother could only chuckle under her breath while palming her mouth. “Yes,” he answered, nodding his head. And suddenly that piece passed from his memory in which finally the beauty of his dreams had said yes to him in reply. That moment was no less than a festival for him. “Aw, just look at your face! You’re blushing hard!” Abigail revealed as she laughed loudly, hiding her face behind her palm. Christian just shook his head lightly as he ran his fingers through his hair. “Mom, stop her!” He complained, glaring at Abigail, whose eyes widened when she heard her brother. “What’s wrong I did?” She gasped, dramatically palming her chest. “You teased me!” He pointed out, his eyes squinting automatically. “Oh, and you’re complaining ab

“When my father arranged my marriage with Natalia without my consent, I was very angry with his decision. The marriage of our four brothers was decided like this, but like my other brothers, I could not put my life in his decision. I was the youngest, hence the most rebellious.” The old man shrugged with a small and weak smile. Although his lips were chapped and quivering because of weakness in his body, his smile was very young and charming. It still had the power to lure anyone. There was no doubt that he was handsome in his youth but illness had taken away his strength and now he could not move from this bed without any help. His sons were always ready for him but he had the highest desire for his daughter, like Judah to Joseph and Benjamin. And that daughter was not always with him. She had met him today, when she had turned into a young woman of twenty-three. The old man sighed as he looked down at his lap. Tears brimmed his eyes when a memory flashed before his head as he sai