All Chapters of Lost And Found Hearts: Chapter 121 - Chapter 130

Chapter 121Guilt weighs heavily upon Nolan’/ chest, an unwanted weight refusing to lighten. Firm as Nolan was the night before, the nagging at the back of his mind wouldn't completely go away. The decision he made was one of necessity, yet he can't help but feel regret at the thought of his family's disappointment-or even sharper words from Marie. Yet as he looks at Elena, who stands by the window bathed in soft sunlight, he knows why he made that decision. She's worth every fight, every sacrifice."Elena," he says softly, breaking the silence that has hung over the morning.She turns to him, her expression curious but guarded. Despite her composed demeanor, he knows she's just as affected by the confrontation as he is. He crosses the room to her, taking her hands in his."I know things have been tense lately," he starts off, his voice firm but laced with genuineness. "I don't want you to feel like you have to bear the brunt of all this. You've done so much for me, for Simeon, and fo

Chapter 123The standoff between Nolan and his family is getting thicker by the minute, almost tangible in the air. Elena's eyes dart from Nolan to his family, her mind a buzz with what this can mean for them.His mother stepped forward, her eyes flashing. "Nolan, you are being unreasonable. Marie needs a stable environment, and we think she should reside with you and Elena.Nolan shakes his head, his jaw clenched in determination. "I understand that you think you're doing what's best for Marie, but you're not thinking about what's best for Elena and me. We're happy together, and we don't need Marie living with us to disrupt our relationship."Elena steps forward, firm and resolute. "I agree with Nolan. We're happy together, and we don't need Marie living with us. It's not fair to us, and it's not fair to Marie either."Nolan's sister, Rachel, sneers at Elena. "You're just jealous, Elena. You know that Nolan and Marie are meant to be together."Elena's eyes flash with anger, but she k

Chapter 125: A Plea for the PastThe door latched shut behind Elena and, with that, everything seemed to come to rest in a pool of discomfort. Nolan stood by the window and watched her figure descend the street. The strain didn't let go of his shoulders even after she turned and vanished out of his line of vision into quiet suburban anonymity.He turned around, ready to plunge into something—anything—that would take his mind off the growing unease in the house. But he couldn't escape it. Marie was leaning against the counter, her arms folded across her chest, standing in the kitchen with an unreadable expression on her face."Nolan," she said softly, breaking the silence. The edge was off her voice, and for a moment, he almost didn't recognize it.He stiffened, already sensing the direction this conversation might take. "What is it, Marie?" he asked, his tone curt as he walked past her toward the dining table."I want to talk," she replied, stepping away from the counter.Nolan sighed

Chapter 127 :The Breaking PointThere is an almost palpable sense of tension in the apartment. Nolan sits at the dining table, his head in his hands, while Marie stands across the room, watching him like a predator stalking its prey. A knowing smile curls her lips, as if she's already won.Marie steps closer, her heels clicking against the hardwood floor. "You can't keep ignoring me forever, Nolan," she says softly, her voice dripping with false sweetness. "We both know you still have a soft spot for me. Why else would you let me stay here?Nolan's head jerks up, his jaw clenched. "Don't flatter yourself, Marie. You're only here because my mother forced this on me. If it were up to me, you'd already be gone."Marie pouts dramatically, her eyes shimmering with crocodile tears. "Oh, Nolan. Is it really that hard for you to admit that we had something special? Something worth saving?Nolan bangs his fist onto the table and jolts her. "We had something, Marie. Past tense. You destroyed it

Uninvited GuestNolan and Elena back into the living room, their hands briefly touching, as if for reassurance. The tension between them in the air is palpable, but the look smoldering in Nolan's eyes indicates that he wasn't done with this just yet.Marcus is sprawled out on the couch, crossing his legs, an arm cast indolently over the back of the couch as he seems to exude superiority. He looks up; the smirk widens across his face, for all intents and purposes, he has just won some silent battle.Nolan's jaw clenches, but then, in one swift movement, a sly spreads across his face. He strides forward, his voice dripping with mock politeness. "Ah, my in-law," he says, articulating the words as if Elena's eyes must roll out of her head. "I hope you're feeling right at home?"Marcus' eyebrow lifts, partially taken aback by Nolan's tone, still smug, nonetheless. "I'm doing just fine, thanks."Nolan nods, pacing languidly in front of the couch. "That's great. My in-law, can I get you some