All Chapters of Lost And Found Hearts: Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

Chapter Eighty-OneThe darkness of his apartment wraps around him as Nolan sits alone, the shadows pooling around him like a dark fog that reflects the turmoil in his mind. A half-finished glass of whiskey is sitting on the table in front of him, untouched for almost an hour. He's not even sure why he poured it, only that he felt he needed something to calm his nerves, which have been frayed ever since he filed the lawsuit against Leo. Despite the fact that the legal papers went out, a sense of dread now gnaws at him, like he's awakened a beast that cannot be put back to sleep.He leans forward, resting his elbows on his knees and clasps his hands hard, the knuckles white. Every time he closes his eyes, he sees the vision of Leo's cold calculated nature flash before his eyes. Leo never pulled punches with anyone who got in his way. Nolan knows that-has lived it. Pressing charges against Leo wasn't just a legal move; it was an act of defiance against a man who thrives on fear. But now,

Chapter Eighty ThreeLeo slams the door shut as he got home, his jaw clenched, his fists curled tight at his sides. The hot molten coals of fury bursting in his eyes scan the living room, as if trying to tear every piece of the house, every one of them in it, to pieces. Every step he made echoed in the big hall, laced with the weight of his anger. He's home now. And he's not ready to let anyone off easy.Marie is the first to approach, knowing better than to get too close. Her eyes are wary, yet she stands her ground, refusing to show any sign of weakness. Simeon stands behind her, his face expressionless, unreadable, his shoulders stiff as if bracing for some calamity.Leo's voice slices the air cold and sharp. "Who did it?"His eyes dart from one to the other, his gaze seething with questions. "Who recorded me? Was it you, Marie?" His voice grows harder, more venomous, anger starting to rise.Marie stammers, her eyes drop a beat. Her gaze then flicks upwards to Leo's face, her eyes

Chapter Eighty FiveThe courthouse takes its time to empty, as if the formality within those solemn walls indeed will remain in the air. Echoes of the gavel strike still ringing in his head, Nolan walks out into the fresh air of freedom. He stops on the steps of the courthouse and lifts his gaze toward the evening sky. For the first time in years, the weight upon his chest feels a little lighter.Elena joins him a moment later, standing beside him in silence. She watches his face, searching for the signs of relief she knows he must be feeling, though his stoic expression betrays little. Her hand brushes his arm, anchoring him to the present."We won," she says softly, her voice laced with disbelief and quiet triumph.She turns back then, to see Nolan with all that brightness in his eyes, an unsaid emotion. "We did," he murmurs, his words full of traces of exhaustion and satisfaction.****Later In The Evening*The apartment is silent except for the creaking of the floorboards as Nolan

Chapter Eighty Seven: A Love UnveiledThe late afternoon sun filters through the trees, casting a gold streak on Nolan's car as it heads toward Elena's small townhouse. The air reeks of autumn, with the slight perfume of roses filtering from the bouquet of crimson flowers sitting on the front passenger seat; next to it, a neatly wrapped box lies wrapped with silk ribbon the color of midnight. Inside was a dainty bracelet he had picked out earlier-a piece of jewelry reminding him of Elena's elegance and strength.He cannot help the smile that tugs at his lips as he thinks about how she will react. The surprise in her wide eyes, the blush that climbs up her cheeks when he does something completely unexpected-it's these moments that have gotten him through the roughest times. Today is the day: he has kept his feelings bottled up for too long, and he's finally ready to let them spill.He parks in front of her townhouse, steps out, smoothes his jacket, and then reaches for the gifts. His h

Chapter : Eighty Nine"Unshakable Resolve"Sitting in the quiet of the living room, Nolan tries to sort through his thoughts. The weight of the discussion he had with Simeon hangs heavy on his mind. He has sat staring at one spot for hours now, but his mind is miles away, stuck in a maelstrom of old wounds that just would not heal.A psychic scream of Simeon's words echoes within his mind: "You don't even want to consider it? Just one chance for Marie? For closure?It's hard for Nolan to see this as Simeon trying to help him; after all, Marie betrayed him once-not only opting to be with Leo when she could have been with him but then seeking Leo out again when she needed Nolan. Why would he go back to that? It just makes no sense.It's all suddenly such a weight of the past, one that Nolan is done toting. He doesn't owe Marie anything-least of all the chance to ask for forgiveness or to explain herself. She made her choices, and he made his. His life has moved on. His future is differe