All Chapters of Chains of Desire, Bonds of Love: Chapter 161 - Chapter 170

Julian Sterling was particularly fond of asking his youngest daughter, "Sophia, who do you love the most?" Each time, Sophia would answer with adoration, "I love Daddy the most." This response always filled him with a sense of paternal achievement. Today, holding his daughter in his arms, he asked again, "Sophia, is Daddy your favorite person?" This time, Sophia didn't nod immediately. Instead, she pondered deeply before concluding, "I love Daddy, but I also love Elliott." Julian's handsome face darkened. Stroking her hair, he narrowed his eyes and asked, "Who is Elliott?" The name clearly irked him. Sophia innocently replied, "Elliott is just Elliott!" Julian felt utterly defeated by her response. That evening, after Lily Parker finished her bath and saw Julian brooding on the bed, she asked, "What's wrong?" Julian huffed, "Do you know who Sophia says Elliott is?" "Elliott?" Lily paused while applying her face cream, thinking for a moment. "I think he must be Dominic Morriso

"Hello," Lily managed to say after a long pause, her expression complex as she observed their unabashed closeness. He hadn't chosen their usual coffee shop but this teahouse, probably because of "her." He was always so considerate and attentive to others' feelings. Finally, another woman had the fortune of receiving his tenderness. She should feel relieved; hadn't she always wished to see him safe, happy, and content? Yet, why did her heart still ache, as if a hand was ruthlessly squeezing it, tearing it apart? The past was meant to be forgotten, for they could never return to what they were. She had Julian Sterling's child, and he had Madeline Foster by his side. Perhaps it was for the best. She could be at peace, knowing someone more suitable than herself was there to love and care for him. 

After Lily finished cooking, she noticed Julian wasn't in the dining room and went upstairs to call him. She found him standing on the balcony of their room, leaning on the railing and gazing at the night sky, his silhouette merging with the darkness. He had been like this lately, often waking up in the middle of the night and leaving the bed, sometimes standing on the terrace, other times in the study until dawn, lost in thought. His sudden interest in cooking today was strange. "Dinner is ready," she called out softly. Julian turned around, "You're just in time." He walked back into the room and pulled out a large envelope from a drawer. "This is for you. See if there's anything missing." 

As the cool spring night settled in, Julian pulled the blanket higher, covering them both. He whispered softly, "Enough 'buts.' I'm here for everything, and you can always trust me. It's getting late, and I have an early morning meeting. Let's get some rest, okay?" Julian Sterling, the unwavering head of the family, held a position that was beyond reproach, even in matters of the heart. In his world, his words were law. Just a few days after their wedding, Julian decided to embark on a business trip to Singapore, which would keep him away for half a month. Lily Parker constantly reassured herself, reminding herself that she had married this man and integrating into his family was her duty. After all, those in high positions were just ordinary people, and with effort and determination, she could surely adapt. However, reality had diff

These past few days, Julian's god mother had been visiting their home. She doted on Julian the most, and since she couldn't attend their wedding, this was her first time meeting Lily, and she naturally scrutinized her daughter-in-law with a discerning eye. "Sweetie, your husband isn't complaining of being tired. Why are you?" Julian bit her lip gently and spoke slowly, then lifted her nightgown, sliding off her undergarments and caressing her, before gently entering her. Her sweetness drove him wild. It had been so long since they'd been together, and his passion couldn't be contained. He pushed into her again and again, making her whimper in pain and pleasure. He held her down, much like a butterfly pinned and ravished. He still craved more, lifting her legs onto his should