Lahat ng Kabanata ng His Unfinished Love Story: Kabanata 81 - Kabanata 90

Daniel’s POVAfter the hearing, Emma and I were on cloud nine. The relief was palpable, and as we headed back to her old apartment, I suggested that I move in and end my rental agreement. Emma happily agreed, but I could see a shadow pass over her face."What's on your mind?" I asked, pulling her into a gentle hug.She sighed, leaning into me. "I'm just upset that I can't go back to work despite being granted bail."I tried to cheer her up. "Hey, soon Lily will be back from school. Let's focus on that for now."Emma's mood visibly lifted, and soon enough, the school bus pulled up, and Lily came running towards us. The look of sheer surprise and joy on her face was priceless as she jumped into Emma's arms."Mama! You're home!" Lily squealed, her arms wrapped tightly around Emma's neck.Emma's eyes filled with tears of happiness as she kissed Lily's cheek. "I missed you so much, my darling."We spent the afternoon playing, helping Lily with her homework, and enjoying dinner together. Th

David sat alone in his dimly lit apartment, nursing a glass of whiskey. It had been a month since the confrontation with Michael, and the silence from his end was more unsettling than any threat. As he stared at the amber liquid, memories of Scarlet flooded his mind. Her voice echoed in his ears: “Thank you, David. Thank you for making me live the best day of my life. You will always be the Prince Charming of my own fairytale.” He whispered to himself, “Stupid girl… why did I let you go?” In an attempt to drown his sorrows, David drank until his vision blurred. The silence was suffocating, the waiting unbearable. Suddenly, a frantic knock on his door jolted him from his thoughts. He stumbled to open it, revealing Ethan, Scarlet’s brother, looking devastated. “David, I came to tell you... they're dropping Scarlet’s case,” Ethan said, his voice breaking. “They found a suicide note at the scene. They’re claiming she wrote it, but I know it’s a lie.” David’s heart sank. “A suicide note

David’s head was pounding from last night's drinking binge, and the incessant knocking on his door wasn’t helping. He groaned, dragging himself off the couch and stumbling to the door. When he opened it, Ethan stood there, his expression shifting from concern to barely suppressed amusement.Ethan: ”You look like you had a fight with a bottle of whiskey, and the whiskey won.”David: "Funny. Come in before you wake the neighbors."Ethan stepped inside, wrinkling his nose at the sight of empty bottles and scattered papers. Ethan: “Seriously, David, I know you're depressed, but do you have to make it look like a frat house threw up in here?"David: “It's called grieving, Ethan. You should try it sometime."Ethan: “I would, but I like my liver functioning. Besides, we're not done yet."David slumped onto the couch, rubbing his temples. David: “What’s the plan, genius? We've tried everything."Ethan pulled a chair closer, leaning forward. Ethan:*We need to make Michael think he’s slippin

Michael’s POVI sat in my office, my mind drifting back to memories of Scarlet. Her laughter, her touch—everything about her had always consumed my thoughts. The ring of my phone shattered the silence, and I answered, finding Stanley on the other end.“Sir, everything is set. The press conference is ready to go,” Stanley reported.“Good work, Stanley,” I replied, feeling a grim satisfaction. “It’s time to watch the show.”I hung up and headed out, thinking to myself, “If David is playing dirty, why not use my own simple tricks to get him?”As I arrived at the press conference, the room buzzed with anticipation. Reporters and journalists filled every seat, cameras set up, lenses focused on the podium. The air was charged with curiosity and tension.David stood off to the side, adjusting his tie, his mind clearly racing. The plan had been meticulously set, and the fake evidence was about to be revealed to the world. He knew the risks, but he was determined to see it through.The spokesp

Emma's POV I woke up in Daniel’s arms, feeling sore from last night’s intimate session. Instead of getting up immediately, I took a moment to admire his beautiful face. His short blonde hair, perfectly shaped thick eyebrows, straight nose, thin yet large lips, and masculine jawline reminded me of Sam Heughan, only more handsome because he’s the father of my daughter. I snuggled into his sleeping body, inhaling his masculine smell, and couldn’t help but touch his abs. I suddenly remembered his previous chubby form back when we started dating. --- Flashback to 10 years ago "Emma, I’m really sorry about my weight," Daniel said, looking down at his feet. I reached out, lifting his chin gently. "Daniel, you’re adorable the way you are. You don’t need to change for me." He sighed, his eyes filled with determination. "I just want to be the best version of myself. For you. I want to be worthy of you." I smiled, cupping his face in my hands. "You’re already worthy, Daniel. But if