All Chapters of My fiancé ran away, I married his father: Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

Chapter 81: Solving the PuzzleOliver and Gantz were spiraling with the situation."How about...," sighed Gantz. "We've never seen the two together. Of course, things are already strange there.""I need a vacation," sighed Oliver."Me too," replied Gantz, banging his fists on the steering wheel."My only answer is that they are the same person, that's all! Even if one is the housekeeper's niece and the other... the other might be of some royal origin, I don't know!" grumbled Oliver."We have to separate things; we don't know who is Misaluna's friend, and we don't know who Danica is. We've never seen them together, but I even thought that maybe... Danica was the woman who hangs out with Misaluna, but..." Oliver sighed, fatigued, as he got out of the car. "I'm going to the office now to talk to Morgan about what we've discovered about Davis."Oliver stretched his arm, grabbed a folder from the back seat, and got out of the car. He headed to the mansion, going to Morgan's office. Enterin

Chapter 83: Panic at the Farrugia Mansion**Gantz and Oliver were keeping an eye on Hanna's annex, hopeful that Hanna would come out. Meanwhile, she was looking at herself in the mirror, laughing at herself, even feeling afraid of her appearance. Then she anxiously left to find the housekeeper Lory.As soon as Lory saw her, she let out a high-pitched scream, startled and clutching her chest."Calm down, Lory, it’s me, Hanna!" she said, worried about the housekeeper's reaction, who now showed great annoyance."You reckless girl!" Lory shouted, slapping Hanna’s shoulders, who cringed and begged her to stop. "This is worse than the last time!" she asserted, still hitting Hanna, who tried to dodge."Calm down! Okay? I just want to teach those employees a lesson... They were speaking ill of my mother, and it seems the mansion has never been the same since I appeared that way." She smiled, finding it amusing, sprawled on the sofa. Lory could barely look at her while she found it the funnies

Chapter 85: PromisesShe remained silent until he opened the door to the room and entered with her. Hanna surveyed the dimly lit room, her head spinning with vertigo."What are you thinking?" she asked, pulling her hand away from his and stepping back."I want you to stay with me tonight, okay?" he requested in a calm voice.The limited light from the lamp highlighted his body, the fine linen shirt subtly outlining his form. He kept his gaze fixed on Hanna, waiting for a response while she remained distracted."In the same bed?" she stammered."Exactly," he confirmed, putting his hands in his pockets and slowly approaching her. He kissed her cheek softly, making the spot burn. Yet, she couldn't pull away.Morgan smiled slightly, taking his hands out of his pockets and wrapping his arms around her waist. He leaned in again, nearing her lips.Hanna instinctively backed away, feeling her stomach churn."If you're scared, stay with me tonight," he suggested again, while she tried to catch

Chapter 87: An Almost Perfect Scheme**Hanna internally thanked him for leaving. Despite her hunger, she pushed the laptop away and rested her head on the table, feeling exhausted and filled with worry."I'm so close..." she sighed with a gentle smile. "Soon, you'll receive proper treatment and be able to live again, little brother..." she whispered, closing her eyes slowly and drifting off to sleep. Meanwhile, Morgan had gone to the kitchen and asked one of the maids to prepare a meal for Hanna, remembering he had interrupted her before she could start her lunch.Morgan didn't let the maid deliver the tray. He took it from her and carried it himself. The food exuded a tantalizing aroma, and he knew Hanna would wake up instantly with the hunger she was feeling. He placed the tray next to her, the hot steam rising from the food. Before leaving, he picked up the box with the new phone and set it on the table, accompanied by a note with a brief handwritten message.As Morgan predicted, H

Chapter 89: No Turning Back.Hanna froze, her eyes locked onto Morgan’s as he gave a subtle smile.“What are you doing?” she asked as his hand slid down her waist, her uneven breathing mirroring the conflicting sensations of heat from his touch and the cold clarity in her mind.“You should have listened to me and stepped away when I asked,” he murmured, his eyes fixed on hers.“And let something happen between you and that woman?” Hanna questioned coldly, her hands rising to stop his touch.“You knew she would get here?” Morgan asked, frowning.“Of course!” she stammered, averting her gaze.“You should have left me...” he smiled, disconcerted. “You wouldn’t be in this situation now.”“What are you saying?” Hanna smiled skeptically, frustration building in her chest.“There was something in the wine...” he confessed, his voice low and hesitant. “I only realized it on the second glass. My body is burning.”Hanna pressed her lips together, looking away, her face now flushed.“You feel th