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Chapter 63 .Alessa paced the room, biting her nails, her voice urgent as she spoke into the phone. “Xavier, it’s Alessa.”“Oh my God, Alessa!” Xavier’s voice sounded panicked. “Are you okay? Rican didn’t… he didn’t hurt you, did he?” There was genuine worry in his tone, as he knew all too well the strength of Rican’s anger.Alessa’s heart twisted at his words. She took a shaky breath before answering, “I’m… I’m fine.” But her voice quivered, betraying her emotions.Xavier sighed, clearly relieved. “You have no idea how worried I’ve been. I’ve tried calling you so many times. After everything that happened, I thought…” he trailed off, his voice filled with concern. “But believe me, Alessa, I didn’t take advantage of anything. I honestly have no idea how we even ended up… like that.” He said the words carefully, smoothly, leaning back against his couch as he bit into an apple, watching her reaction through the phone.“I know, Xavier. I believe you,” Alessa said, her voice soft

65.Liam and Rose stepped into the house, finding the door slightly ajar. Rose shook her head with a small sigh. “Kids these days—so careless,” she muttered. They had just returned from a long business trip, and after weeks away, they were eager to surprise their daughter, Sia.But something still puzzled them. Why had Sia chosen to stay with Rican and Alessa instead of with her own brother, Scott? Scott had told them she had stopped answering his calls and even blocked his number. Eventually, he’d given up trying to reach her, assuming she’d contact him when she was ready.When Rose came to know about Sia was living with Alessa and Rican, Rose didn’t like it, in fact she was the one who always against their relationship, she just don’t want her daughter to be with anyone related to Steve’s family since she saw how much Emily suffered. But despite her misgivings, Sia had stayed here many times, and over the years, they’d gotten used to it.“Should we have at least let Rican

67.Alessa lay in a hospital bed, her breathing shallow but steady as Dr. Anishta checked her pulse. Her skin looked ghostly pale under the fluorescent lights, and an IV drip provided a steady flow of fluids to her body. Nearby, Steve stood by, a worried expression on his face. He had found her collapsed on the side of the road just a little while ago, trying to hold herself upright as she stumbled, and her steps faltering. He had rushed to help her, but before he could reach her, she had fainted, her body collapsing to the ground. Without wasting a second, he had picked her up and brought her to the nearest hospital. He watched Dr. Anishta closely, holding his breath. He couldn’t bring himself to calm, He felt responsible, protective even. But there was more to it than that; he felt a certain guilt, a need to care for her after everything she'd gone through with Rican. Steve didn’t know why but he felt certain that Alessa was innocent. He saw the pain in her eyes, it fel

Chapter 69 . Sia sat on the edge of the bed, looking a little annoyed. Her mother, Rosaline—who she called Rose—had practically dragged her home. Since they returned from a long business trip, they hadn’t had a real conversation. Their last talk had ended in a fight, not exactly what you'd call a pleasant chat. “I made all your favorite dishes,” Rose said with a smile, setting a large, beautifully arranged plate in front of her. Sia’s eyes lit up as she took in the food: a beautifully seasoned fish with fresh herbs and lemon zest, lightly fried to a golden crisp. Next to it was a side of fluffy white rice with a hint of coconut and fresh green beans sautéed with garlic. A small bowl of spicy, tangy mango chutney was placed beside it, adding a splash of color and sweetness. Sia’s face broke into a big smile. “Thank you, Mom! You have no idea how much I’ve been craving this! So, this is the surprise for me, MOM…” she said eagerly, diving into the food with joy. As Sia t

Chapter 71.Alessa’s voice echoed through the empty parking lot, her screams laced with desperation. “Xavier! Stop it! Leave my hand!”But Xavier didn’t so much as flinch. His grip on her wrist was ironclad as he dragged her to his sleek black car. Alessa struggled, planting her feet firmly on the ground, but it was no use. Xavier was stronger, and his determination was unyielding.With a firm shove, he pushed her into the passenger seat. She yelped in protest, scrambling to get out, but before she could make her escape, Xavier climbed into the driver’s seat and slammed the door shut.“Just stay quiet, Alessa!” he snapped, his voice thundering in the confined space of the car.She froze momentarily, stunned by his tone. This wasn’t the Xavier she knew—the calm, composed man who always seemed to have everything under control. His face was flushed with anger, his jaw clenched, and his hands gripped the steering wheel so tightly that his knuckles turned white.“Let me go!” she y