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.

Since the incident, I hadn’t been able to summon the courage to visit Dad in the hospital. The weight of guilt and regret pinned me down, suffocating me in my own thoughts. Nikolai had every right to be angry with me; I couldn’t blame him. If I were in his position, I wouldn’t listen either.


But no matter how much I tried to bury my emotions, one thought haunted me: If anything happens to Liora, I’ll never forgive myself. The idea gnawed at my mind, a relentless echo in the silence of my car as I finally drove to the hospital.


When I arrived, Dad was awake. Fully conscious, responsive, and—thankfully—able to communicate. Seeing him like this, alive and recovering, stirred a bittersweet relief in my chest.


As soon as Mum spotted me, her worry etched itself into every line of her face. "My goodness, Ronan," she said, her voice trembling, "you look so frustrated and....tired."


“Mum.” I gave her a faint nod as I slumped into the seat beside her.


Chapter 162 BRING HER HOME!