Lahat ng Kabanata ng Be Mine Again, Dear Wife: Kabanata 141 - Kabanata 150

The city stretched endlessly beneath them, the night breeze carrying the faint hum of life far below.But up here... it felt like their universe had gone quiet.Harper stood near the edge of the rooftop, her hands resting lightly against the railing, her soft pink dress swaying gently around her legs. Her hair moved with the wind, brushing against her cheeks as she stared out at the skyline.For the first time in what felt like forever... She could breathe without feeling like she was suffocating.Behind her, she heard the soft, uneven rhythm of familiar footsteps. Her heart skipped a beat."Kai..."She turned slowly.Malakai stood a few feet away, dressed in black, the city lights catching against the sharp lines of his face. His staff rested in one hand. He looked at her like she was his everything."I was starting to think you’d leave me waiting," Harper teased."You really thought I'd let you have a rooftop dinner without me?" He replied, smiling.She let out a soft, breathy l

The master bathroom was filled with warm steam, the air thick and hazy. Malakai stood in front of the mirror, a towel hanging low on his hips.He was just about to take it off and step under the spray when the door opened softly behind him.Harper walked in, completely naked.Her skin glowed under the soft bathroom light, carrying a faint flush. Her hair fell in loose and slightly tousled waves over her shoulders, the ends brushing the tops of her breasts. She looked at him with soft, hungry eyes, a shy but playful smile curving her lips."Honey," she called gently, her voice warm and inviting.Malakai turned, and the moment his gaze landed on her, his breath caught. His eyes darkened with raw desire as they slowly dragged over every inch of the gentle curve of her waist and the soft swell of her breasts. Noticing the way her nipples had already tightened in the warm air."Well, hello there," he said, his voice low and husky. "To what do I owe this very welcome surprise?"Harper

The fluorescent lights in the administrative wing were bright enough to cause a blinding migraine.Harper stood across the long polished desk, her hands braced against its surface, her entire body trembling with barely contained rage."You removed him?" her voice cracked, laced with utter disbelief and fear. "You removed him from the trial?"The director didn't even flinch."It was a necessary decision," he replied calmly. "His condition is unstable. We cannot risk—""You cannot risk?" she echoed, letting out a hollow laugh. "You replaced him with your daughter."It was true she was doing this for personal reasons. But she had done this the right way. She already registered everything."This trial could save his life," Harper pressed, her voice shaking now. "You don't get to take that away from him because of favouritism! His name was on the list! I—I handled—""It is not favouritism," he said. "It is prioritization."Her stomach dropped.Harper swallowed hard, blinking rapidly

The wind was merciless. It howled across the jagged cliffside, carrying the scent of salt. Waves crashed violently against the rocks below, each impact echoing.Harper's car came to a slow stop at the edge of the clearing. Her hands were shaking.Three hours.That was all Reyes had given her.Climbing all the way to the top of the cliff was strenuous but the stakes were too high to ignore.When she got to the top, the cold air whipped her hair around. Her eyes scanned the area immediately.And then, she saw him.Simon.Her father stood near the edge of the cliff, his hands bound, his body swaying slightly with the force of the wind. Two men stood on either side of him, gripping his arms tightly.He was very much alive for now. But he looked dazed as though he'd been drugged.Harper exhaled shakily."I'm here!" she called out, her voice almost snatched away by the wind. "I came alone!"Reyes stepped out from the shadows, dressed in black, immaculate as always."Right on tim

The operating theater was hushed, the bright overhead lights casting harsh shadows over the sterile field. Harper stood at the head of the table, her heart pounding so hard she could feel it in her throat. This was the first surgery of its kind. An experimental procedure designed to reverse severe cardiomyopathy. No one had ever attempted it on a patient this far gone.Her hands trembled slightly as she looked down at Malakai's still form under the drapes. The man who had fought through hell to get back to her lay vulnerable on the table, his heart failing faster than anyone had predicted.'Please hold on, Kai,' she thought, swallowing the lump in her throat.Tyson stood to her right as her lead assistant, his presence steady and reassuring. Alisa, was on the other side, her eyes sharp and focused.Harper took a deep breath, forcing her voice to stay calm."Scalpel," she said.The surgery began.Harper's hands worked with absolute focus as she made the initial incision, expos