All Chapters of THE LOVE I GAVE HIM : Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

After coming downstairs, Amelia walked toward the dining room with steady, unhurried steps. The morning sunlight streamed through the tall glass windows of the mansion, casting a soft golden glow across the polished marble floors. The crystal chandelier above reflected the light in delicate fragments, scattering faint sparkles across the walls. Everything in the house was perfectly arranged, untouched by chaos or carelessness. The silence was deep but not empty—it was controlled, intentional, and absolute.Nothing was out of place. Nothing was neglected. Everything reflected order, discipline, and quiet authority.The dining table had already been prepared by the staff. Several dishes were arranged with flawless presentation, each plate positioned precisely. The aroma of freshly prepared food filled the air, warm and inviting, but Amelia showed no visible reaction to it. There had been a time when meals carried meaning, when they represented comfort or companionship. That time had lon

Amelia had already taken a step toward the door when Ricardo suddenly reached forward and grabbed her wrist. The action was so quick that even he did not fully realize what he had done until his hand had already closed around hers.For a moment, time seemed to freeze.Amelia stopped walking immediately. Her body stiffened slightly, and she slowly turned back to face him. There was a hint of surprise in her eyes, though it was faint and quickly controlled. Her expression returned to calm composure almost instantly, but the brief reaction had already revealed that his action had caught her off guard.Ricardo himself looked slightly startled by what he had done. He had not planned it. The movement had been instinctive, driven by the sudden fear that if he allowed her to walk away again, he might lose her for another six years—or perhaps forever.His fingers tightened slightly around her wrist before he forced himself to release it.For a brief moment neither of them spoke.Amelia looked

Ricardo was genuinely surprised by Amelia’s response.For a brief moment, he simply stood there, staring at her as if trying to confirm that he had heard correctly. After everything that had happened between them, after the coldness she had shown since their unexpected reunion, he had not expected her to agree so easily.He had been prepared for rejection.Prepared for indifference.Prepared for her to walk away again without giving him even a moment.But she had said yes.And that alone unsettled him more than if she had refused.Still, he did not let the opportunity slip away.Quickly regaining himself, Ricardo stepped forward and opened the passenger door of his car for her. The gesture was natural, almost instinctive, something he had done countless times in the past without thinking.Amelia paused briefly.Her eyes moved from the open door to Ricardo’s face.For a second, something unreadable flickered in her gaze.Then, without a word, she stepped forward and entered the car.Ri

Ricardo remained seated long after Amelia had walked away.His eyes stayed fixed on the direction she had disappeared, his expression frozen in shock. The words she had left behind echoed endlessly in his mind, refusing to fade no matter how hard he tried to suppress them.I never loved you.Those words replayed over and over again, each time cutting deeper than before.For years, he had convinced himself that what they shared, no matter how complicated or undefined, had meant something. Even if he had been too blind to understand it then, he had believed—at the very least—that her feelings had been real.But now…Now she had denied everything.And the worst part was not just what she said—but how she said it.So calm.So certain.As if there had never been anything between them at all.Ricardo slowly leaned back in his chair, his fingers tightening slightly against the edge of the table. The untouched food sat in front of him, now cold and forgotten.He had imagined their reunion so

Amelia smiled faintly, her expression calm despite the storm of thoughts quietly stirring within her. She turned her head slightly toward Gabriel, who was still watching her with that same observant gaze.“I don’t want to talk about it now,” she said softly. “Maybe later… when I’m ready.”Her tone was gentle, but firm enough to leave no room for further questioning.Gabriel studied her for a moment, as if weighing whether to press further or let it go. In the end, he simply nodded.“Alright,” he replied.He didn’t ask anything else.The car ride continued in silence after that, but it was no longer tense. Instead, it carried a quiet understanding. Amelia appreciated that about him—he knew when to stop.Not long after, the car slowed as it approached a large, elegant mansion.Amelia’s mansion.The gates opened smoothly, and the car drove in before coming to a stop in front of the house. The soft glow of the exterior lights illuminated the grand structure, making it look even more seren