Lahat ng Kabanata ng Too Late for Forgiveness: Kabanata 371 - Kabanata 380

Joseph, Arthur, and Lila were there.His gaze immediately locked onto Lila. "What are you doing here?"Joseph and Arthur exchanged glances. What a friend he was. The first thing he cared about after waking up was Lila? No loyalty to his own friends whatsoever.Lila gave a small, polite smile. "My phone was off earlier. When I turned it back on, I saw multiple missed calls from you. I called back, but Mr. Collinsworth answered."Arthur shrugged. "She asked about you, so I told her what happened. Then she came over."Lila looked a little guilty. "I'm sorry, Mr. Farrow. I was at work yesterday and didn't see your calls. Did you need something?"Did he need something? Not really. He had just left Serena's place last night, feeling unbearably empty, and he needed something or someone to fill the void. So, he thought of her. "Nothing important. It's all good now."Sensing that they had things to discuss, Lila stood up. "I'll step out for a bit."Once she was gone, the hospital room f

Gary's face darkened as he glared at William. "William, is this how the Quades treat me?"William was casually sipping his coffee. "Gary, there's nothing I can do. I can't even control this rebellious son of mine.""How dare you—" Gary tried to say something but was cut off by William."I'm tired. I'm going to head back now." William stood up from the couch and walked past Wilson before patting him on the shoulder.Wilson's eyes were thoughtful. He knew William was telling him not to go too far.After William had left, the tension in the office thickened.Gary's glare sharpened. "Wilson, you're really willing to turn against my family over some insignificant woman?""Desiree laid a hand on my people. Consider yourself lucky I haven't slapped you in the face. This? This is me showing you respect." Wilson's expression turned cold, the atmosphere in the room growing heavier.Gary felt the chill in his tone. He scoffed, rage bubbling beneath his smirk. "Great. Just great. If I had

Ronald's villa was massive, and its interior was heavily styled in traditional Centurian decor—so much so that it felt stiff and lifeless.Arthur stepped inside and was immediately led to Ronald's study room.Ronald sat at his desk, eyes fixed on the computer screen. Carmen sat quietly nearby."Mr. Quade and Mrs. Quade," Arthur greeted.Carmen offered a polite smile. "So you're Lo's boyfriend? I believe we've met before. You do look like quite the gentleman…"Before she could finish, Ronald cut in. "This doesn't concern you. Go have the housekeeper prepare some soup.""Alright." Carmen left the room.Behind his glasses, Arthur's gaze darkened briefly before he took a seat. "I heard from my mom that you wanted to speak to me personally about Willow and me.""Not bad." Ronald closed his laptop. "You don't beat around the bush. Arthur, if you want my approval for this marriage, you need to show me you're serious."Arthur remained composed. "If you truly approve, then tell me what

Ronald's eyes gleamed. After losing to Wilson in their power struggle, he had been forced to give up his shares, making Wilson the CEO of the Quade Group. Though he was one of the board of directors, he was essentially sidelined, reduced to a figurehead at headquarters. His focus had shifted to his own branch company, operating like an independent entity. However, under Wilson's suppression, it had never truly taken off.If Arthur's project really helped him build connections with the right people, his future would be much smoother. He might even be able to break free from Wilson's shadow. He had tolerated him for far too long!Carmen was just as pleased. "This is definitely good news. Looks like not marrying into the Jones family and letting Lo marry Arthur might actually be a good thing.""Yeah… But I need to look into it myself. I can't just take Arthur's word for it. I'll wait until I'm sure there's no issue," Ronald said."Either way, it's something worth celebrating." Carme

As Arthur spoke, he opened the thermal container. A rich aroma filled the room. Inside were three dishes and a soup—balanced, nutritious, and plated nicely.Willow raised a brow. "Since when did you quit being a CEO and start auditioning for husband of the year?""I asked the housekeeper to make it for you. Linda's cooking is great. But if you'd prefer something I made, come over next time. I'll cook for you myself."She didn't say anything; she just picked up the utensils and took a few bites. It was delicious. The warm soup slid down her throat, soothing her stomach and, unexpectedly, her heart, too.She looked up at him. "Are you free tonight?""I might have a client to meet. Why?" Arthur asked."Should we book one of those themed hotels?" She bit her spoon and smiled at him. "A breakup sex. For one last time. Might as well make it exciting.""Willow." Arthur's eyes were fixed on her as he remained silent. "Why do you keep bringing up breaking up?""Oh, come on. You met my d