Amira

"Why am I still crying?" I murmured to myself, trying to push away the emotions that lingered. It wasn't Leonard that caused these tears, but perhaps... Ronan. A sense of melancholy settled over me as I recalled the moment he proudly introduced his beautiful girlfriend.
Come on, Liora, he's not meant for you and can never be yours. He sees you strictly as a baby sister, nothing more.
Liora Faith Hearthstone was the only daughter among her brothers, and against all odds, she defied her family to marry Leonard, an upcoming businessman with humble beginnings. She concealed her true identity from him, secretly helping to grow Glitters & Co., her husband's company. Tragically, on their one-year anniversary, she discovered Leonard cheating with a woman who claimed to be a Hearthstone—a woman Liora had never heard of. Overcome with anger and disappointment, Liora went to the club to clear her head. There, she encountered Ronan, her older brothers' close friend, and realized that her childhood crush on him had never truly faded.
Ronan Wolf headed to the Club to meet his girlfriend, only to find she had mysteriously canceled. As fate would have it, his timing was impeccable; he arrived just in time to rescue Liora from the clutches of her soon-to-be ex-husband. Watching her, Ronan was struck by how she had blossomed into a stunning woman. Yet, an undeniable tension hung in the air—Liora was a forbidden temptation, the younger sister of his best friend.

Dumped My Cheating Ex, Returned As A Super Designer.

The sound of beeping was the first thing I heard when I regained consciousness. I blinked my eyes open, trying to make sense of the bright, sterile light above me. The scent of antiseptic filled the air, and it took a moment before I realized I was in a hospital bed.


I winced as I tried to sit up, my body aching all over. Memories of the party flooded back—the confrontation with Audrey, the fall, and Ronan’s panicked voice as he carried me.


Before I could gather my thoughts, the door to the hospital room creaked open, and my mother rushed in, followed closely by my father. Her face was pale, her eyes red as if she had been crying.


“Oh, Liora, thank God you’re awake!” she exclaimed, rushing to my side and enveloping me in a tight hug. “We were so worried about you!”


I tried to return the hug, but my arms felt weak. “I’m fine, Mom,” I murmured, though I wasn’t sure I believed it myself.


Chapter 90 THE CLAIMED CHILD!