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122. GLASS WALLS

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last update 게시일: 2026-05-09 07:57:48

The ICU had walls that looked transparent, but that was the ultimate lie. They were designed to give the illusion of accessibility, yet nothing inside them could be reached.

Lydia stood in front of the glass like it was a confession she didn’t know how to survive. On the other side, Noah Sterling was no longer just a man; he was a system. A complex network of tubes, wires, and machines doing the heavy work his body had abandoned.

The ventilator breathed for him—in, out—a slow, mechanical r
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Savita
Even I want Adrian and Lydia together, I know Noah is a good man but even Hayes needs his da and mamma together
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NRR
I get it, Noah is a good man but I'm tired of this dragging on. Adrian and Lydia need to be together soon ....
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  • Reclaiming the Love We Lost   262. The Breaking Point

    The next day, Adrian was buried in work at his sleek downtown office on the 42nd floor. Papers and financial reports covered his desk as he tried to focus, but his mind kept drifting back to the heated argument with Lydia the night before. The cracks in their marriage felt wider than ever. His phone buzzed with a call from the front desk. “Mr. Adrian, there’s a young woman here named Sophie Hart. She says it’s an emergency regarding your family.” Adrian frowned but told them to let her up. A few minutes later, Sophie burst into his office looking distressed, her face pale. “Adrian, thank God you’re here,” she gasped, clutching her chest. “I didn’t know where else to go. I’ve been feeling dizzy all morning and… I think I’m going to—” Before she could finish, Sophie’s eyes rolled back and she collapsed dramatically onto the floor. “Sophie!” Adrian rushed around his desk and knelt beside her. His heart pounded with panic. He gently lifted her head and called for his assistant

  • Reclaiming the Love We Lost   261. Cracks Appear

    The afternoon sun streamed through the penthouse windows, but the warmth did little to ease the growing tension inside. Lydia was folding laundry in the master bedroom when Adrian’s phone buzzed on the nightstand. He was in the shower, so she reached for it to silence the notification. What she saw made her blood run cold. The screen was still open to a messaging app. Multiple anonymous chats from different numbers filled the screen. Lydia’s hands trembled as she scrolled through them. There were old photos of her and Eric from college, fake chat screenshots, and messages claiming she was still secretly meeting him. One message in particular stood out: Unknown Number: She told Eric she misses their old times. Check her phone if you don’t believe me. She’s not as innocent as she seems. Lydia’s heart pounded. She recognized the manipulative style immediately. Sophie. When Adrian stepped out of the bathroom with a towel around his waist, he froze at the sight of Lydia holdin

  • Reclaiming the Love We Lost   260. Small Storm

    The peaceful morning shattered when Aurelia’s soft coos turned into sharp, distressed cries. The baby felt unusually warm to the touch. Lydia’s heart raced as she checked her temperature — a low-grade fever. Nothing dangerous yet, but enough to send worry through the penthouse. “Aurelia’s running a fever,” Lydia said, her voice tight with concern. She cradled the fussy baby against her chest, gently rocking her. Adrian was immediately at her side. “How high? Should we take her to the hospital?” His protective instincts kicked in strongly, though he tried to stay calm. “It’s only 38 degrees,” Lydia replied. “We’ll monitor her and call the pediatrician if it gets worse. She might just be teething or fighting off a small virus.” Hayes stood nearby, looking anxious. “Baby sick?” he asked, his small voice trembling. Before they could settle into a plan, the doorbell rang. Adrian checked the monitor and frowned. “It’s Sophie… and Aunt Barbara.” Lydia’s jaw tightened. “Again?”

  • Reclaiming the Love We Lost   259. Poisoned Seeds

    The next morning, the penthouse was quiet except for the soft sounds of Aurelia cooing happily in her playpen near the large windows. Sunlight streamed in, casting a golden hue across the marble floors and luxurious furniture. Lydia was in the kitchen preparing breakfast, humming softly as she flipped pancakes on the stove. The aroma of fresh coffee and warm maple syrup filled the air. Adrian sat on the expansive sectional sofa, reviewing emails on his tablet, while Hayes played nearby with his favorite toy boats, occasionally glancing over at his baby sister with a mix of curiosity and lingering hesitation. On the surface, everything seemed peaceful — a picture of domestic harmony they had been desperately trying to rebuild. But in the shadows, Sophie was hard at work, determined to tear it all down. From her stylish apartment across town, Sophie sat at her desk with a malicious smile. She had spent the entire previous night meticulously crafting her next attack. Using an old ph

  • Reclaiming the Love We Lost   258. Shadows Return

    The following afternoon, the penthouse doorbell rang unexpectedly. Lydia was feeding Aurelia in the living room when Adrian checked the security monitor. His expression tightened. “It’s Aunt Barbara,” he said. “And Sophie is with her.” Lydia’s shoulders stiffened. She handed Aurelia to Adrian and stood up, already bracing herself. “I thought I made myself clear.” When Adrian opened the door, Aunt Barbara stood there with a stern expression, Sophie beside her looking appropriately remorseful with her head slightly bowed. “Lydia, darling,” Aunt Barbara began, stepping inside without waiting for a full invitation. “We need to talk. Sophie has something she wants to say.” Sophie stepped forward, her eyes downcast. “Lydia… Adrian… I’m so sorry for everything. I overstepped. I was only trying to help, but I realize now that I made you uncomfortable. Please forgive me. I miss being around the children.” Her voice trembled convincingly, and there were even tears glistening

  • Reclaiming the Love We Lost   257. Healing Touch

    The penthouse was quiet under the soft glow of dimmed lights. After putting Hayes and Aurelia to bed, Adrian and Lydia finally had the night to themselves. For the first time in what felt like forever, they were alone without the weight of guests or immediate crises hanging over them. Adrian had prepared a simple but thoughtful setup on the terrace — a bottle of non-alcoholic sparkling wine, fresh strawberries, and soft music playing from the speakers. The city lights twinkled below like scattered stars. Lydia stepped out wearing a comfortable silk robe, her hair loose. When she saw the setup, her expression softened. “You did all this?” she asked, a small smile touching her lips. “I wanted us to have one night just for us,” Adrian replied, taking her hand and pulling her close. “No babies crying, no arguments, no… interruptions.” They sat together on the wide outdoor sofa, wrapped in a shared blanket against the cool night air. For a while, they simply held each other, lis

  • Reclaiming the Love We Lost   55. THE FIRST VERSION OF TRUTH

    The hallway smelled like antiseptic and exhaustion. It clung to Lydia’s skin, seeped into her lungs, and settled somewhere deep inside her bones. She hadn’t slept—not really, and certainly not in any way that counted. Every time her eyes closed, she saw the line: flat, endless, and final. Then sh

  • Reclaiming the Love We Lost   23. THE WEIGHT OF GOLD AND GHOSTLY TOUCHES

    Adrian groaned as the morning light sliced through the penthouse. Too bright. Too sharp. It drilled straight into his skull, where the ache pulsed—slow, relentless—fed less by champagne and more by everything he refused to feel last night.He was sprawled across the velvet chaise longue, still in y

  • Reclaiming the Love We Lost   4. THE KNOCK AT THE DOOR

    Lydia watched him for a heartbeat, the reality of his presence finally breaking through her shock. Before he could take another step toward the furnace, she moved. She threw her arms around his neck, burying her face in the damp of his jacket. "Noah," she sobbed. Noah froze for a split second, hi

  • Reclaiming the Love We Lost   3. THE PRICE OF NOTHING

    Adrian didn't sleep that night.The penthouse lights stayed on until dawn, the chocolate torte long abandoned on the coffee table, one bite missing like a ghost of her presence. He paced the living room, replaying the hospital hallway exchange, the returned five million, the dead phone number, the

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