Semua Bab The Billionaire Who Lost His Bride But Not His Family: Bab 1 - Bab 5

Evelyn's POV I should have known something was wrong. Looking back, the signs had been there all along. Adrian's unanswered calls. His delayed replies. The tension in his voice whenever I mentioned the wedding during the last few days. I told myself he was simply overwhelmed. As the CEO of one of the country's largest investment firms, his life revolved around billion-dollar deals and endless meetings. Whenever I worried, he would smile, kiss my forehead, and whisper, "Just a few more days, Evie. Then you'll be my wife." I believed every word. Now I stood behind the towering oak doors of St. Augustine Cathedral, wondering if love had made me blind. The church was breathtaking. White lilies lined the aisle, crystal chandeliers bathed the marble floor in warm light, and ivory ribbons decorated every pew. Nearly five hundred guests had gathered—business leaders, politicians, friends, and family—all waiting to witness our happily ever after. Yet beneath the soft murmur of conversa

My heartbeat thundered in my ears. Bang! Bang! Bang! "Ms. Hart! Please open the door!" I stood frozen in the middle of my apartment. Only minutes earlier, my entire future had changed because of two tiny pink lines. Pregnant. The word still felt impossible. My hand drifted to my flat stomach. There was no bump, no movement—nothing to prove another life had begun growing inside me. Yet I already wanted to protect it. Outside, the pounding continued. "Miss Hart!" "We know you're in there!" "Did Adrian Thorn leave you for Vanessa Sterling?" "Are you planning to sue him?" Camera shutters clicked relentlessly. Someone was filming through the hallway window. I backed away from the door, panic tightening my chest. Three days ago, I had been preparing to become Adrian Thorn's wife. Now I was hiding inside my own apartment while strangers turned my heartbreak into headlines. Another hard knock shook the door. Then the noise stopped. Three slow, measured taps followed. A ca

My heart pounded so hard I was certain Adrian could hear it through the door. He knocked again. Once. Twice. Then silence. "Evelyn," he called softly. "Please... just give me five minutes." Five minutes. The words almost made me laugh. He wanted five minutes after destroying the future we had spent three years building. Three years of dreams. Three years of promises. Three years of believing I had found the man I would grow old with. Now he wanted five minutes. I leaned against the wall and squeezed my eyes shut. Don't answer. Don't let him in. If I looked into those familiar blue eyes, would I still have the strength to leave? "I know you're hurting," he continued. "But you deserve the truth." The truth. Where had the truth been when I stood at the altar in my wedding dress? Where had it been when the giant screen showed him proposing to another woman? Where had it been when my father collapsed? Or when I discovered I was carrying his child? A tear escaped desp