All Chapters of After Divorce, The Heiress Decides to Revenge: Chapter 141 - Chapter 150

NOLAN**“You can spend your life building walls to keep out the darkness, but it only takes one crack for everything to come crumbling down.”**The air in the car felt heavy, filled with the weight of what we were about to do. I could hear Alanna’s breathing, steady but strained, like she was trying to keep it all together. I tightened my grip on the steering wheel, my knuckles turning white. Every mile we covered felt like it was taking us further away from safety, deeper into the unknown.“We’re really doing this,” I muttered under my breath, more to myself than to her. Alanna didn’t look at me. Her eyes were fixed on the road ahead, her face pale. “We don’t have a choice, Nolan. We have to get them back.”“But what if something goes wrong?” The question had been gnawing at me from the moment we agreed to this plan. “What if we give them the money, and they still…?”She cut me off before I could finish, her voice tight. “We can’t think like that. We have to believe it will work.”I

Alanna"Courage doesn’t always roar. Sometimes courage is the quiet voice at the end of the day saying, ‘I will try again tomorrow.’"The doctor’s words cut through the air like a knife, making everything around me blur into the background. My heart pounded in my chest, the sound of my pulse deafening in my ears. Complication. The word echoed in my mind, twisting my gut into knots. I had done everything I could to protect Nolan and the kids, but it wasn’t enough.“What kind of complication?” My voice barely came out, strangled by fear.The doctor’s eyes softened, but his expression remained serious. “He’s lost a significant amount of blood, and we’re having trouble stabilizing him. We need a blood transfusion immediately.”A wave of cold fear washed over me, but it was quickly followed by a surge of determination. “Take mine. I’m a universal donor.”The doctor hesitated for a moment, his gaze searching mine for any sign of uncertainty. But there was none. There couldn’t be. Nolan need

NOLANLove isn’t always easy, but it’s worth every battle, every scar, and every tear. Tonight was a reminder of that truth.As I sat across from Alanna, the candlelight from our secluded table flickering softly, I couldn’t help but admire her. She wore a deep crimson dress that hugged her curves perfectly, the silk gliding over her skin like a whisper. Her hair cascaded in soft waves over her shoulders, and her eyes, the eyes that held so much strength and vulnerability, sparkled with the same intensity that drew me to her in the first place.The restaurant was intimate, nestled in a quiet corner of the city, far from the chaos that had defined our lives recently. The walls were adorned with dark wood panels, and the ceiling was draped in vines, creating an atmosphere that felt both timeless and secluded. The soft hum of a live jazz band played in the background, adding a sense of elegance to the evening.“You look beautiful,” I told her, reaching across the table to take her hand in

ALANNA“Some truths are too heavy to bear, but they must be carried nonetheless.”The phone rang late in the evening. Nolan and I were curled up on the couch, enjoying a rare moment of peace. When he saw Chloe’s name flash across the screen, he hesitated, the tension immediately creeping back into his shoulders. He glanced at me, his brows furrowed in concern.“I’ll answer,” I offered, knowing that whatever she had to say would weigh on him. He handed me the phone, relief mingled with worry in his eyes.“Hello?” I tried to keep my voice steady, but my mind raced with possibilities. Why was she calling now?“Alanna,” Chloe’s voice was weak, almost unrecognizable. There was an urgency in her tone that sent a chill down my spine. “I’m at the hospital. I need you and Nolan to come… please, it’s important.”Before I could respond, she hung up. I stared at the phone, my mind reeling.“What did she say?” Nolan’s voice broke through my thoughts.“She’s at the hospital. She wants us to come… N

ALANNA“Family isn't just about blood; it's about who stands by you when the world falls apart."As we walked into the restaurant, the warm glow of the lights and the soft hum of conversation made me feel at ease. This place, with its cozy ambiance and inviting atmosphere, was perfect for the first dinner we’d have together as a family—one that finally felt whole. I glanced around at everyone, feeling a mixture of excitement and nervousness. It had been a whirlwind of emotions since discovering the truth about my past, and now, here we were, trying to create something new from the ashes of what once was.Nolan squeezed my hand gently as we approached our table. He could sense my nerves and, as always, knew exactly what I needed—a reminder that I wasn’t alone in this. The kids ran ahead, excited to see the menu and all the possibilities it promised. Mrs. Westbrook, who had become such a steady presence in our lives, followed behind them, her eyes twinkling with affection as she watched