All Chapters of Silent Devotion: The Billionaire's Patient Love: Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

Susanne’s gaze landed on Kaylee’s face, her expression shifting from surprise to something much less pleasant. She walked over, struggling to even muster a polite smile. Forcing herself to speak, she said stiffly, “Kaylee, Alex told me you couldn’t make it tonight because of work. I wasn’t expecting to see you here.” Before Kaylee could say a word, William spoke first. “I insisted she come with me. If you have a problem with it, blame me.” His tone was calm, unwavering. But the way he spoke—stepping in to shield Kaylee without hesitation—made it clear where he stood. William rarely returned to the Morgan family’s social gatherings. In most public settings, he was surrounded by people but always remained distant, never showing preference toward anyone. Yet now, his attitude toward Kaylee was different. Even with just a few words, it was obvious. At the very least… It was a stark contrast to how Alex had treated her. “I was just curious, that’s all.” Susa

"You f**king bitch! You dare kick me there? Just wait—if I ever see you again, I’ll have my men gang—" Marcus was hunched over in pain, but even that didn’t stop him from spewing filth. At that moment, he had already made up his mind. Even if he couldn’t get to her right now, he would go straight to Honor Medical Center and find her there. He had already looked into her background. Kaylee’s biggest ties to the Morgan family were Susanne and Alex. But now that Alex was engaged, even if he were to do something to her… The Morgans wouldn’t risk offending his mother just for their housekeeper’s daughter. Kaylee ignored his disgusting threats and quickly made her way to William’s side, grabbing his arm. "I’m fine. Let’s go," she said, voice steady. William didn’t move. His dark eyes remained fixed on Marcus, just a few meters away. As a man, he knew exactly where Marcus had been hit. And he didn’t even need to ask to know who had done it. Or why.

From a few meters away, the music in the banquet hall changed, nearly drowning out William’s voice. Kaylee quickly stood up. “Is the engagement ceremony about to start? Let’s go in together.” William followed suit, rising to his feet. He subtly lifted his arm, silently offering her support. Kaylee hesitated for a moment but eventually placed her hand on his arm. She was still unsteady in heels, and the marble flooring was slick. If she tripped, embarrassing herself was one thing—but damaging the jewelry and watch she was wearing? That was something she definitely couldn’t afford. Inside the banquet hall, Alex and Lucy had already changed into their formal attire and were mingling with the guests. Under his father Harold’s guidance, Alex was being introduced to industry giants—people he normally wouldn’t even get the chance to meet. With every handshake, every new face, Alex felt more convinced that this engagement was the right decision. Across the room, Lucy

"Yeah… maybe a little…" Kaylee still felt somewhat clear-headed, but she could also tell her legs had gone weak. Her body felt light, and her head was spinning just enough to throw off her balance. Karen quickly reached out to steady her as well. "The alcohol content is low, but it does have a delayed effect. You’ll feel fine after sleeping it off." "Thanks for letting me know." William nodded politely, then turned to Kaylee. "Don’t worry. Lean on me—I’ll take you outside." At that moment, across the table, Alex finally noticed what was happening. Kaylee was obviously drunk. Her cheeks were flushed, her usually sharp eyes hazy with intoxication. She leaned into William’s support, delicate and weightless, like a willow swaying in the wind. In that moment, she had never looked more beautiful. His gaze flickered toward Lucy. The artificial sharpness of her plastic features suddenly felt glaringly obvious. His interest in her had long faded. But there wa

William had done this before. Twice, in fact. But those times had been in a fitting room. Tonight was different. Tonight, she was here—soft, drunk, and flushed from the alcohol. Her usual quiet beauty had always been enough to pull his attention. But now, in this light haze of intoxication, she looked even more… tempting. He sat on the edge of the bed, and with just a slight downward glance, he could see the delicate curve of her legs. Knees bent, barely touching the fabric of his trousers. A brief silence settled between them before William finally stood up. Then, he sank down again, this time kneeling on the bed beside her. His long fingers found the small teardrop-shaped zipper at the back of her gown. Slowly, he pulled it down. The zipper slid smoothly beneath his fingertips, revealing more of her skin inch by inch. And then, halfway through— He stopped. His breath hitched. This time… he had unzipped lower than before. Her pale,