All Chapters of Broken to finding love: Chapter 51 - Chapter 59

“Jason, how dare you slap our daughter like that?” Evelyn rushed forward, standing in front of Jane, shielding her from her father's fury.“Get out of the way.” Jason, whose veins were still bulging at Jane's earlier revelation, warned his wife.“No, I won't. Had you listened to me two years ago and discussed her marriage with her understandably, would all this happen?” Evelyn's words tumbled out of her mouth not minding her husband's fury.There was a slight crease in Jason's eyebrow, but he didn't want to back down from this issue. “If you hadn't spoiled her so much, she wouldn't have made such a big decision without our knowledge. And did I hear you blaming me for forcing her into a marriage?” Evelyn's gaze shifted from her husband at his words.“Have I ever made a wrong decision for her? Who among the women in this country doesn't want Leonard? She is my daughter and I can't push her into something bad for her future.” Jason harshly shoves Evelyn out of his way due to his anger, m

“Jane?” Leonard whispered her name as he stared at her reflection through the bathroom mirror. Was she sleepwalking? He didn't think she would be waking up soon after all the drama earlier. The soft glow of the bathroom light illuminated her face. Jane, who was still oblivious that someone was in her bathroom, walked to the toilet seat and lifted her gown to pee.Leonard swiftly turned around, his gaze fixated on the little woman who hadn't realized he was in there with her. Jane lifted her pink nightgown to her navel region, her black panties on display giving Leonard quite a show.Leonard's eyes widened in surprise at her plump backside, he quickly averted his gaze, his face heating up with a mixture of embarrassment and desire. He stood frozen, unsure of what to do next, as Jane continued to prepare for her late-night bathroom visit.Jane, still oblivious to Leonard's presence, lifted the toilet seat and began to take care of her business. The sound of the toilet paper roll spinnin

Leonard picked up the phone, his brow furrowed at the caller ID. Rachel, his assistant, wouldn't have called him by this time if it wasn't important. Leonard taps on the green answer icon on his phone before placing the phone on his right ear. “Yes, Rachel, is anything the problem?”Jane felt uneasy at the mention of that feminine name. She didn’t know anything about who worked for Leonard, so she didn’t know Rachel was his assistant. She tried covering her unease by playing with the button on Leonard’s white shirt. As Leonard listened to whatever Rachel was saying, his brow furrowed even more. “What do you mean the Heart project has been compromised?” Leonard's voice rose, his words sharp with anxiety. “How did this happen? The team that was handling this project, didn’t they see this coming?” Leonard roared into the phone as his hand which was caressing Jane's hair froze midair. Jane felt a shiver run down her spine. She hadn’t seen Leonard being angry before. It’s like he was dis

“Dad, I’m telling the truth, believe me, Dad. I’m in love with Leonard. I would never call off this wedding.” Jane's hand was placed on her chest trying to make her father see her sincerity.Jason's expression was incredulous. He couldn’t believe what he was hearing. His daughter, who ran away from home just because of this marriage, was in front of him declaring her love for the same man she escaped. This is unbelievable.Jason shook his head, still trying to process what Jane just said. “Jane, I don’t know what you are playing at right now, but let me tell you, I won’t let you try anything stupid this time around,” Jason said, his voice firm. “You always hated the idea of getting married to Leonard and now? Jason took a step closer to Jane, his footsteps heavy, “what changed Jane, what changed.”The aura emitting from Jason was so strong that Jane took a shaky step back, trying to be as far away from her father as possible. “Dad,” Jane's shaky voice tumbled out. Though she was afrai

Singapore. Bank Group Headquarters. 10:00 P.M. At the top floor of one of the tallest skyscrapers in the Marina Bay district in Singapore, Leonard, who was sitting poised behind the expansive mahogany desk in his office, was a picture of refined elegance. His broad back was a testimony to his rigorous workout routine. His slender fingers danced across the keyboard of his sleek, shiny black laptop, the words flowing onto the screen with lightning speed. As he typed, the soft glow of the desk lamp cast a warm, golden light upon his chiseled features, illuminating the sharp planes of his face and the intense focus in his eyes. The city skyline outside, a dazzling tapestry of twinkling lights and towering skyscrapers, seemed to hum with energy, a subtle counterpoint to the quiet intensity of Leonard's work. Finally, with a soft click, Leonard shut down the laptop, his fingers stilled on the keyboard. He leaned back in the plush, black leather armchair, his eyes closing in a mom