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All Chapters of Revenge of the Heart: My Ex's Billionaire Uncle's New Bride : Chapter 71 - Chapter 80
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Chapter 71
MegraThe sun filters through the café’s open terrace, casting a warm glow on the bustling scene around us. I watch Mia play in the small garden, her red curls bouncing with each step as she chases a butterfly. She giggles, her laughter light and pure, and I can’t help but smile. It’s been two years since everything changed, but seeing her happy brings a fleeting sense of peace.Nathaniel sits across from me, looking relaxed for the first time in what feels like ages. He has not stopped looking at her. We’ve been through so much, and yet here we are, together again. There’s a sense of normalcy to this moment, a quiet joy in sharing lunch and watching our daughter play. I reach for my glass, taking a sip of iced tea, the coolness a welcome relief from the summer heat.He looks at me, his eyes soft. “Are You okay?” he asks, a hint of concern in his voice.I nod, smiling. “Yeah, just... grateful. For this. For us.”He squeezes my hand gently. “Me too. I told Anna to leave, Megra. I will
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NathanielThe sense of impending doom has been a constant companion since I met Megra, a shadow that follows us everywhere. The city lights blur past as I drive, with Megra beside me and Mia sleeping peacefully in the backseat next to Liza and Celia. It’s a rare moment of calm amidst the chaos that has become our lives. But even in this fleeting peace, I can't shake the unease coiling in my gut. The gunshots scared us; Mia has not been the same.It’s been two long years since I lost Megra, and now that we have found each other again, life isn’t kind. The threats have never stopped; they have only mutated. First, it was Anna, then the stalker—a phantom menace who made our lives hell with anonymous pictures and threats. Then Megra left. That terror was left behind, but it seems to have found us again. And then there's Conor, a different kind of threat altogether. He’s dangerous, manipulative, and as desperate as a cornered animal. I wouldn’t put it past him to try something drastic to t
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MegraThe sound of the gunshot shatters the night. It’s loud—deafening. My heart seizes in my chest, and a scream claws at my throat, but I can’t let it out. I’m frozen, every nerve ending in my body on fire, my mind racing with images of Nathaniel hurt, bleeding, or worse—dead.I can’t breathe. My hands tremble violently, and my pulse pounds in my ears, drowning out everything else. The world tilts under me, and I have to grip the arm of the couch to keep myself from collapsing. I hear Mia’s soft breaths, still steady and peaceful, unaware that her whole world might be falling apart. That’s the only thing that keeps me from losing my mind.I force myself to move, stumbling towards the door. Every step feels like dragging my feet through thick mud, each one heavier than the last. My legs are weak, threatening to wobble beneath me, but I push on; I have to. I have to know the fate of the man I love. The fear, the dread, the horrifying thought that Nathaniel might be lying out there in
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NathanielAs I sit in the dim light of the cabin, my thoughts a tangled web of confusion and regret. The events of the last few days play on a loop in my mind, every detail sharp and vivid. I can’t stop thinking about how we ended up here in this endless nightmare. Why is this happening to us? What did we do to deserve this relentless torment?I replay every moment since I met Megra, every decision that brought us to this point. The memory of the first time I saw her is still clear—how her presence had pulled me in, even though I’d tried to keep my distance. I was drawn to her in ways I couldn’t understand then, and even less now. From the beginning, it was complicated, but we’d weathered so much together. The betrayals, the pain, the moments of raw vulnerability—they all led to this, to us being here, barely hanging on.My mind drifts to our daughter, Mia. She’s so small and fragile, and yet she’s at the centre of this storm. I can’t help but feel like it’s all my fault—that if it we
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MegraMy body is filled with passion, a true sentiment for my time away from Nathaniel. I respond to every touch with eagerness as I am swept into waves of passion. My troubles are buried as I sink my nails into his back as his kisses ravage my neck. How could I have gone for so long without him, without his touch? For a moment, we forget that we are not alone in the cabin, and we fill the rustic air with our moans, each louder than the next. A reminder that we belong to each other.I lie in bed, the sheets twisted around my body, my skin still glistening with sweat. My heart pounds in my chest, a steady reminder of the passion that just filled this room. I can feel the warmth of Nathaniel’s body beside me, his breathing still heavy, his hand resting on my bare back. The air is thick with the scent of us—of our love, our need for each other. My mind swirls with a thousand thoughts, but one feeling stands out among the rest: happiness. For the first time in what feels like an eternity,
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MegraAs the city comes into view, something catches my eye—a car, black and sleek, parked by the side of the road. It’s nothing special, nothing out of the ordinary, but there’s something about it that sends a shiver down my spine. The windows are tinted, the driver is hidden from view.Nathaniel notices it too, his grip on the steering wheel tightening as we pass. I see his jaw clench, his eyes narrowing in suspicion. “Did you see that?” he asks, his voice low and tense.I nod, my heart pounding in my chest. “Yeah, I saw it.”We drive in silence for a few more miles, but the feeling of unease doesn’t go away. Maybe it's just nerves—us second-guessing our decision to fight for our lives back. I try to relax, but if anything, my anxiety grows stronger, like a knot tightening in my stomach. I keep glancing in the side mirror, half-expecting to see the car following us, but it’s not there. Still, I can’t shake the feeling that we’re being watched and that someone knows exactly where we
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MegraThe loud bang echoes in my mind, repeating itself over and over like a nightmare I can’t escape. The sound still rattles me to my core, the shock of it reverberating through my entire body. I relive that terror every time I close my eyes, every time I try to steady my breath. I remember how Nathaniel pulled me into his arms, shielding me with his body, protecting me from whatever danger lurked just beyond the door. He was so strong, so determined to keep us safe, even though I knew deep down he was just as scared as I was.Mia had cried, her little face scrunched in fear, asking what was going on, her tiny hands clutching at my dress, her tears soaking into my skin. She didn’t understand, and I couldn’t explain. How could I? When I didn’t even know myself who was behind this madness. All I knew was that it needed to end. I couldn’t keep living in fear; I couldn’t keep watching the man I loved sacrifice his peace for me. Nathaniel had given up so much—his time, his energy, his foc
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Nathaniel Sleep doesn’t come easily these days. I toss and turn in bed, my mind a tangled mess of thoughts and worries. I can still picture Megra rushing to my side, diving head first into danger. How did she get so brave? I look over at her, her face soft in the moonlight, a brief moment of peace across her features. I don’t want to wake her; I don’t want to disturb what little rest she can find. I carefully slip out of bed, moving quietly so she won’t stir, and pad softly into the living room. The air is cool, with a slight breeze drifting in from the open window. I stare out into the darkness, my thoughts running wild. What do I have to do to keep my family safe? To protect Megra and Mia from the shadows that seem to follow us everywhere? I think about the strength in Megra’s eyes and the fierce determination she’s shown these past few days. She’s not afraid to fight for us, to fight for our love. She’s stronger than I ever imagined, and that fills me with a pride I can hardly des
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MegraI walk into the prison, trying to keep my head high, optimism bubbling inside me. The walls are cold and grey, but I don't let it dampen my mood. Today, things will be different. I’m not just here to face Conor—I’m here to solve the puzzle. I can persuade him. I know it. The warden had instructed me to go straight to his office, and I’m confident this meeting is a big step toward the end of my torment.My heels click against the hard floor as I pass through the hallways, the echo of each step reminding me how far I’ve come. My heart races, but not from fear—this is a chance, a small glimmer of hope that I’ve been clinging to. If I can get Conor to talk, if I can retrace his steps, then maybe I can finally figure out who has been tormenting me all these months. The thought makes my smile grow, and I feel the corners of my lips twitch upward. For the first time in a long time, I feel like I’m moving forward.I reach the door and knock, feeling a little nervous but still determined.
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Nathaniel Caution is my only friend now. I move slowly and carefully, every step deliberate, as I walk through the darkened streets toward the docks. The weight of what lies ahead presses down on my shoulders, making my every breath feel heavy. My mind replays the events of the past two years—a vicious loop of mistakes, betrayals, and unexpected turns. I can't afford another misstep, not now. I know that this might be a trap, but I am desperate. Two years ago, everything seemed so clear. Megra and I had just signed the contract—a bizarre, desperate arrangement that would make her my wife. It was supposed to be a fresh start, a way to secure our future and stabilize the family. But then the intruder came. Megra was almost killed, her life hanging by a thread after that vicious attack. I remember her lying in a hospital bed, her face pale, her body bruised. That was the beginning of everything falling apart. And then Anna appeared, like a storm that swept through my life, leaving noth
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