When Time Tried to Heal Me But I Refused to Listen by Kael Niro Senn 144

When Time Tried to Heal Me But I Refused to Listen by Kael Niro Senn 144 Summary

In Chapter 144 of “When Time Tried to Heal Me But I Refused to Listen,” Belinda experiences a moment of realization regarding the deep connection between Curtis and Adriana. As she observes them, she feels a wave of jealousy and embarrassment, particularly as Harold, Curtis’s grandfather, expresses his irritation at their public display of affection. Curtis stands his ground, defending his right to hold Adriana close, while she feels both cherished and overwhelmed by the attention.

The tension escalates when Harold questions Curtis about the possibility of in vitro fertilization for the baby, causing a mix of hope and anxiety among the characters. Cynthia, who is present, secretly hopes that the baby is not Curtis’s, while Adriana finds herself sinking deeper into Curtis’s embrace, feeling the weight of his words. Curtis’s annoyance at Harold’s probing is palpable, yet Harold’s surprising response about the financial reward for each child shifts the atmosphere, igniting excitement in Adriana.

Adriana’s reaction to the potential fortune reveals her conflicting emotions—she grapples with feelings of greed but is also caught up in the thrill of the idea. Curtis, bemused by her enthusiasm, questions whether she should feel insulted by the notion of being paid to have children. This light-hearted banter highlights the complexity of their relationship, as Adriana’s excitement contrasts with Curtis’s protective nature.

Meanwhile, Cynthia’s concerns about Adriana’s intentions and the true paternity of the child add a layer of tension to the narrative. Harold’s plan for a blood test and paternity test underscores the uncertainty surrounding the situation. Cynthia’s internal struggle reveals her desire for Curtis, but she recognizes the obstacles posed by both Adriana and Nicole. This chapter encapsulates a blend of emotions—jealousy, excitement, and ambition—as the characters navigate their intertwined lives.

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**Chapter 144: A Hundred Million For Every Child**

Belinda stood frozen in place, her gaze fixed on Curtis and Adriana. The realization washed over her like a cold wave—she had been right all along. Adriana was undeniably special to Curtis, and the depth of their connection was evident in the way they held onto each other.

“Hurry up and put her down!” Harold huffed, his voice laced with irritation. He found their public display of affection utterly shameless, a stark contrast to the decorum he expected in his home.

“This is my home. What’s wrong with me holding my wife?” Curtis retorted defiantly, refusing to relinquish his hold on Adriana. He could sense her embarrassment radiating from her, so he gently patted her back, offering a silent reassurance amidst the tension.

Adriana squirmed slightly, a part of her yearning to escape back to the sanctuary of her room. Yet, for reasons she couldn’t quite articulate, Curtis held her tightly, as if she were a precious treasure he was unwilling to let go of.

With a surprising ease, he carried her over to the sofa opposite Harold, settling down with her still cradled in his arms. The warmth of his embrace enveloped her, but all she could feel was the heat rising to her cheeks. She buried her face against Curtis’s shoulder, too mortified to meet anyone’s gaze.

Never before had she experienced such a profound sense of embarrassment.

Eva, noticing the awkwardness in the air, slipped away to the kitchen, a smile on her face as she busied herself with making tea for Harold.

Harold, however, shot Curtis a skeptical glance, his brows furrowed as he observed the couple’s unabashed affection. What was it about Adriana that could render both Curtis and Matthew completely unhinged?

“Grandpa, it’s a bit rude to just drop by without a warning like this. Was there something urgent on your mind?” Curtis’s tone dripped with sarcasm, his politeness evaporating in the face of his grandfather’s intrusion.

“Tell me, you and Adriana… did you use in vitro fertilization for this baby?” Harold’s voice dropped to a conspiratorial whisper, the question hanging heavily in the air.

Cynthia, seated nearby, felt her body tense. A flicker of hope ignited within her—perhaps the baby was indeed the result of in vitro fertilization, and Curtis had never truly been intimate with Adriana.

“So you came here first thing in the morning just to pry into my private life with my wife?” Curtis’s annoyance was palpable. “I’m perfectly capable of having children. There’s no reason to subject Adriana to in vitro fertilization.”

Adriana, feeling the weight of his words, buried her face deeper into his shoulder. Was this really something he should be saying out loud, in front of everyone?

To her surprise, Harold didn’t react with anger. Instead, he nodded, a satisfied smile creeping onto his face. “If you can have kids, then have more. Each child earns you 100 million. The Lincolns can easily afford it.”

Adriana’s head shot up, her eyes wide with disbelief and excitement. A hundred million for every child?

Cynthia’s jaw dropped, her gaze darting between Harold and Adriana. Hadn’t the purpose of this visit been to uncover the truth about who the father of Adriana’s baby was?

Watching the astonished expression on Adriana’s face, Curtis couldn’t help but chuckle softly. That little gold digger, he thought, a smirk playing on his lips.

“You all can keep chatting away. I’m taking her upstairs to change,” Curtis declared, not wanting Adriana’s thoughts to wander too far into the realm of greed. He hoisted her up and carried her up the stairs, his grip firm yet gentle.

“Curtis, is it true that you get 100 million for every child born?” Adriana asked, her eyes sparkling with hope, desperately wishing he wouldn’t dismiss her question as a mere joke.

Curtis sighed, exasperation creeping into his voice. Did Matthew really understand Adriana at all? He had always believed that showering her with money would humiliate her. Yet here she was, brimming with excitement instead. “Don’t you feel insulted getting paid to have babies?” he asked, genuinely perplexed.

Adriana, caught up in the thrill of the moment, stammered, “Feel free to insult me all you want!” Her excitement was palpable, and Curtis couldn’t help but laugh at her enthusiasm.

But as the moment settled, Adriana felt a pang of realization. Had she perhaps been a bit too greedy and superficial in her eagerness? Yet, the allure of a hundred million was hard to resist. Who wouldn’t want that kind of fortune?

Sure, her values might be a bit skewed, but… it was a hundred million!

“Fine, once the baby’s born, it’s yours,” Curtis coaxed her patiently, fully aware that Adriana had no idea just how many hundreds of millions came with being his wife.

“Mr. Harold, are you absolutely certain this baby is really Curtis’s? Matthew claims he kept Adriana for four years. Are you sure the child isn’t his?” Cynthia asked, bringing Harold his tea, her voice tinged with concern. “Curtis had that trauma when he was sixteen… it was a significant psychological blow, and years of therapy didn’t seem to help.”

“How could someone like Adriana just stroll in and suddenly fix everything?”

Harold fell silent, contemplating her words. When Curtis first mentioned wanting to marry, he had spoken of meeting someone he fell for at first sight. At that Haldoria charity gala, Harold had met Adriana and thought she seemed perfectly fine. Yet, the subsequent rumors and warnings from those around him had painted her as cunning and greedy.

“We’ll just have to wait and see. Tomorrow, we’ll arrange for a blood test at the hospital. If she is indeed pregnant, we’ll conduct a paternity test once the baby is born,” Harold said quietly, his gaze steady on Cynthia. “You got hurt saving Curtis back then. The Lincolns owe you for that. Now that you’ve recovered, if there’s anything you desire, don’t hesitate to ask.”

Cynthia’s fingers stiffened at his words. She yearned to marry Curtis…

But she understood that with Nicole and Adriana standing in her way, Harold would never agree to her wishes.

She would need to eliminate both Nicole and Adriana before she could even think of requesting anything from Harold.

“Mr. Harold… I don’t have any requests at the moment. If something comes to mind, I’ll be sure to let you know,” Cynthia replied, maintaining a polite facade.

Harold nodded, a satisfied smile gracing his features. “Good.”

Conclusion

As the chapter draws to a close, the complex web of emotions surrounding Belinda, Curtis, Adriana, and Harold intertwines, creating a tapestry of hope, tension, and uncertainty. Belinda’s realization of Adriana’s significance to Curtis marks a pivotal moment, igniting a mix of jealousy and acceptance within her. Meanwhile, Adriana’s excitement over the prospect of wealth through motherhood reveals her internal struggle between ambition and the realization of her values. Curtis, caught in the middle, grapples with his protective instincts towards Adriana while confronting the societal pressures of legacy and family. This moment encapsulates the emotional turmoil that each character faces, highlighting their desires, fears, and the ever-present shadow of their pasts.

Yet, amidst the chaos, there is a glimmer of potential healing and connection. Curtis’s gentle reassurances to Adriana, even in the face of Harold’s intrusive