In Chapter 124 of \u201cWhen Time Tried to Heal Me But I Refused to Listen,\u201d Adriana grapples with the looming possibility of finalizing her divorce before embarking on her journey abroad. This thought weighs heavily on her, casting a shadow over her hopes and leaving her feeling uncertain about the future. Despite the temporary satisfaction of having sent Mia and Rufus to prison, she recognizes that the Langfords and Joneses will not remain passive forever, and the borrowed power she holds is fragile.<\/p>\n
A phone call from Curtis interrupts her thoughts, bringing a warmth that contrasts with her turbulent emotions. He surprises her with a thoughtful delivery of items meant to care for her, igniting feelings of appreciation and a bittersweet longing within her. As they converse, Adriana feels a deep connection, yet is also plagued by doubts about their relationship and the implications of a potential divorce. Curtis\u2019s mention of shifting his focus overseas adds to her confusion, as she grapples with the ambiguous nature of their future together.<\/p>\n
Their conversation takes a serious turn when Curtis reveals the complexities surrounding their marriage and the rules that bind them. Adriana feels hurt by his apparent desire for divorce, leading her to reflect on her own insecurities and the games played by wealthy men. She resolves to remain composed and not allow herself to become a burden to him, vowing to take control if the relationship falters. This internal struggle highlights her vulnerability and desire for stability amidst the chaos.<\/p>\n
As the chapter unfolds, the tension shifts to the Langfords, who are now forced to host Harold after his arrival in Haldoria. The dynamics among the characters become increasingly complicated, especially with Nicole\u2019s ambition to marry into the Lincoln family. She sees Adriana\u2019s absence as an opportunity to secure her place in a world of wealth, revealing the lengths to which individuals will go to achieve their desires. The chapter closes with a sense of foreboding, as the characters navigate their intertwined fates amidst uncertainty and ambition.<\/p>\n
**When Time Tried to Heal Me But I Refused to Listen by Kael Niro Senn**
\n**Chapter 124: Borrowed Power**<\/p>\n
What if, in a twist of fate, they truly finalized their divorce before she set off for her journey abroad? The thought lingered in Adriana\u2019s mind like a dark cloud, casting shadows over her hopes for the future. Everything could shift in an instant, and she could feel the weight of uncertainty pressing down on her.<\/p>\n
The satisfaction of sending Mia and Rufus behind bars had been a fleeting victory, yet deep down, she understood that the Langfords and Joneses would not remain passive forever. Their silence was merely a mask for the fear they felt toward Curtis. For now, they were subdued, but Adriana knew all too well that this borrowed power she had wielded would not endure indefinitely.<\/p>\n
Buzz. The sudden vibration of her phone jolted her from her thoughts. She initially assumed it was another call from the Lincoln family, but to her surprise, it was Curtis himself on the other end of the line.<\/p>\n
\u201cDid you make it to the hotel?\u201d Curtis\u2019s voice was warm, a comforting presence amidst her swirling emotions.<\/p>\n
\u201cYeah,\u201d Adriana replied, her voice barely above a whisper, as if speaking too loudly might shatter the fragile moment.<\/p>\n
\u201cI picked up a few things for you. Open the door and grab them,\u201d he instructed gently.<\/p>\n
Her cheeks flushed a deep crimson. Every time he spoke to her in that tender tone, her heart raced like a wild stallion. \u201cYou bought something?\u201d she asked, her curiosity piqued.<\/p>\n
Just as she stood, the doorbell chimed, echoing through the room. With a quickened heartbeat, she rushed to open it. A hotel staff member stood there, holding a grocery bag emblazoned with the logo of Cavy.<\/p>\n
\u201cThank you!\u201d Adriana exclaimed, taking the bag from the staff member\u2019s hands and carrying it back to her bed. She couldn\u2019t wait to see what treasures lay within. Peeking inside, she discovered an assortment of herbal drinks, several types of pads, sleep pants, and a stack of heat packs.<\/p>\n
A wave of laughter bubbled up from her chest, surprising her. \u201cWell\u2026\u201d Curtis\u2019s voice crackled through the phone, sounding a bit sheepish. \u201cIt\u2019s my first time buying that kind of stuff. I wasn\u2019t really sure what to get.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cCurtis, thank you,\u201d she said, her voice softening, warmth radiating through her chest like sunlight breaking through clouds.<\/p>\n
This was what it felt like to be cared for, she realized, and it stirred something deep within her\u2014a bittersweet ache she couldn\u2019t quite place. Curtis was simply a good man, and she knew that whoever took her place as his wife would likely receive the same kindness.<\/p>\n
\u201cThe earliest I can return is next Wednesday,\u201d he informed her, his tone laced with a hint of regret. Four more days felt like an eternity.<\/p>\n
\u201cThere\u2019s no need to rush,\u201d she reassured him, attempting to sound strong. \u201cI can manage things here.\u201d<\/p>\n
Even if Harold decided to show up, she reminded herself, this was a hotel. He had no power to force her to leave if she chose to stay put.<\/p>\n
\u201cJust call me if anything comes up,\u201d he said, a note of concern threading through his voice.<\/p>\n
\u201cOkay,\u201d Adriana replied, feeling that familiar warmth envelop her once more.<\/p>\n
It was a comforting sensation\u2014having someone to lean on during turbulent times.<\/p>\n
Curtis fell silent for a moment, as if grappling with something he wanted to say but was hesitant to voice. Finally, he broke the silence with a half-joking tone, \u201cMiss me yet?\u201d<\/p>\n
Adriana\u2019s breath caught in her throat, her fingers tightening around the phone. Did she miss him?<\/p>\n
She did, more than she was willing to admit.<\/p>\n
\u201cI\u2019m working on handing over the domestic business,\u201d he continued, his voice softening. \u201cNext year, I plan to shift some focus overseas\u2014maybe spend more time in Pastalia with you.\u201d<\/p>\n
Her eyes widened, her heart racing with a mixture of hope and confusion. He had a way of saying things that left her feeling lost, unsure of his true intentions.<\/p>\n
\u201cSo next year, we still won\u2019t get divorced?\u201d she asked, her voice trembling slightly, her throat constricting with anxiety.<\/p>\n
She always found herself in this awkward dance of uncertainty\u2014vulnerable and unsure. When she had been with Matthew, he had played a similar game, filling her with false hopes and leading her to believe he genuinely cared for her.<\/p>\n
\u201cThe Lincolns don\u2019t allow children born out of wedlock,\u201d Curtis said after a pause, his tone turning serious. \u201cIf a child is born during the marriage, regardless of what happens, the couple can\u2019t divorce for three years.\u201d<\/p>\n
Adriana blinked, her mind racing with confusion. Why did this family\u2019s rules seem to shift like sand beneath her feet? No one had mentioned such stipulations before their marriage.<\/p>\n
\u201cDo you really want a divorce that badly?\u201d Curtis finally asked, his voice dropping to a low, almost vulnerable tone.<\/p>\n
Adriana felt a pang of hurt. What had she done to evoke this coldness from him? \u201cNo\u2026\u201d she replied, her voice barely above a whisper.<\/p>\n
Wasn\u2019t he the one who had sought an escape?<\/p>\n
Just as Bonnie had warned her, men with wealth often played the blame game. When they grew weary, they didn\u2019t end things outright; instead, they withdrew, creating distance, waiting for the woman to lose patience and end it herself.<\/p>\n
Adriana promised herself she would be the perfect doll, never allowing herself to become someone he found tiresome. When Curtis inevitably grew tired of her and began to pull away, she would be the first to ask for a divorce. She wouldn\u2019t allow him the satisfaction of discarding her.<\/p>\n
\u201cCurtis,\u201d she said softly, shifting the subject, \u201cyou must be exhausted. Are you eating properly?\u201d<\/p>\n
She slipped back into her gentle tone, hoping to ease the tension. \u201cIf you\u2019re tired, please try to get some rest.\u201d<\/p>\n
It was clear she was trying to wrap up the conversation.<\/p>\n
Curtis let out a low hum, and without another word, he hung up.<\/p>\n
Adriana sighed, feeling a mix of frustration and helplessness. Why was he upset again?<\/p>\n
At the Moonlit Pavilion, the atmosphere was thick with tension. With Harold now in Haldoria, the Langfords had no choice but to host him. Raymond took it upon himself to orchestrate the dinner, ensuring everything was perfect.<\/p>\n
Harold had initially resisted the idea of attending, but the Langfords\u2019 persistent insistence eventually wore him down.<\/p>\n
Matthew personally drove to collect him, and Nicole accompanied him. She understood that flattering Harold was her only ticket to securing her engagement with Curtis. Once Adriana was out of the picture, she could finally step into the role she had always coveted\u2014marrying into the Lincoln family.<\/p>\n
Living a lie felt burdensome, but if she could marry into the Lincolns and bear them a child or two, even if her secret came to light later, she would still hold the title of daughter-in-law\u2014the CEO\u2019s wife of Lincoln Group. Her children would inherit everything, ensuring her place in a world of wealth and privilege.<\/p>\n
As Adriana navigated the turbulent waters of her emotions, the weight of her choices loomed heavily upon her. The conversation with Curtis had stirred a whirlwind of feelings, leaving her both hopeful and conflicted. She felt the ache of longing for connection, yet the shadows of her past haunted her, reminding her of the fragility of trust. The prospect of a future intertwined with Curtis brought warmth, yet it was laced with uncertainty, as the specter of divorce loomed over them like a dark cloud. In this moment of vulnerability, she realized that her heart was still tethered to the remnants of their relationship, even as she grappled with the fear of being discarded once more.<\/p>\n
Yet amidst the chaos, a flicker of resilience ignited within her. Adriana understood that she had the power to shape her own narrative, to break free from the cycles of doubt and insecurity that had plagued her. The kindness Curtis had shown her, even in the simplest of gestures, began to chip away at the walls she had built around her heart. It was a reminder that healing was not just a passive journey dictated by time but an active choice to embrace vulnerability and seek connection. As she prepared for the days ahead, Adriana resolved to confront her fears, to stand firm in her worth, and to allow herself the possibility of love\u2014no matter how daunting it felt.<\/p>\n
In the next chapter, readers can expect the stakes to rise as Adriana grapples with her conflicting emotions toward Curtis and the looming specter of her divorce. With Harold now in Haldoria, the tension at the Moonlit Pavilion will reach a boiling point, as alliances shift and hidden agendas come to light. Will Adriana find the strength to confront her fears and desires, or will she be swept away by the currents of manipulation and deceit surrounding her? The fragile bond between her and Curtis hangs in the balance, and every decision she makes could either fortify their connection or drive them further apart.<\/p>\n
As the Langfords and Joneses strategize their next moves, Adriana will have to navigate a web of intrigue and power plays. The arrival of Harold adds another layer of complexity, forcing her to confront not just her past but also the uncertain future that lies ahead. Meanwhile, Nicole\u2019s ambitions to secure her place within the Lincoln family will bring unexpected challenges for Adriana. With the clock ticking and the pressure mounting, will Adriana finally take control of her destiny, or will she continue to remain a pawn in a game far beyond her comprehension? The next chapter promises to delve deeper into the tangled relationships and emotional turmoil that define Adriana\u2019s journey, leaving readers on the edge of their seats.<\/p>\n
Cedella is a passionate storyteller known for her bold romantic and spicy novels that keep readers hooked from the very first chapter. With a flair for crafting emotionally intense plots and unforgettable characters, she blends love, desire, and drama into every story she writes. Cedella\u2019s storytelling style is immersive and addictive\u2014perfect for fans of heated romances and heart-pounding twists.<\/p>\n
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