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Chapter 178: The Morning After · Nov 05, 2026

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151 Chapter 151: The Past Catching Up 2026-11-05
152 Chapter 152: Left Alone 2026-11-05
153 Chapter 153: The Passport To The Past 2026-11-05
154 Chapter 154: The Passport to the Past 2 2026-11-05
155 Chapter 155: The Past That Refused To Be Remembered 2026-11-05
156 Chapter 156: The Sword Master and the Warrior Princess 2026-11-05
157 Chapter 157: Tension In The Air 2026-11-05
158 Chapter 158: The Uninvited Guest 2026-11-05
159 Chapter 159: The Uninvited Guest 2 2026-11-05
160 Chapter 160: Fragments That Bleed 2026-11-05
161 Chapter 161: The Patriarch 2026-11-05
162 Chapter 162: The Patriarch 2 2026-11-05
163 Chapter 163: The Legend 2026-11-05
164 Chapter 164: A Legacy Buried In Myth 2026-11-05
165 Chapter 165: A Legacy Buried In Myth 2 2026-11-05
166 Chapter 166: The Seed Of Doubt 2026-11-05
167 Chapter 167: Old Acquaintance 2026-11-05
168 Chapter 168: Rekindling Old Flames 2026-11-05
169 Chapter 169: Rekindling Old Flames 2 2026-11-05
170 Chapter 170: The Protective Brother 2026-11-05
171 Chapter 171: A Brother’s Suspicion 2026-11-05
172 Chapter 172: The Space Between Them 2026-11-05
173 Chapter 173: The Weight Of What Was Lost 2026-11-05
174 Chapter 174: The Weight Of The Past 2026-11-05
175 Chapter 175: The Night That Didn’t Sleep 2026-11-05
176 Chapter 176: The Night That Didn’t Sleep 2 2026-11-05
177 Chapter 177: The Night That Didn’t Sleep 3 2026-11-05
178 Chapter 178: The Morning After 2026-11-05
179 Chapter 179: The Scare 2026-11-05
180 Chapter 180: The Venom of Jealousy 2026-11-05
181 Chapter 181: Her Ancestry 2026-11-05
182 Chapter 182: Unspoken Claims 2026-11-05
183 Chapter 183: Liam and Amelia 2026-11-05
184 Chapter 184: Yannis and Lara 2026-11-05
185 Chapter 185: The Reluctant Surgeon 2026-11-05
186 Chapter 186: Her Doubts 2026-11-05
187 Chapter 187: A Walk With Yannis 2026-11-05
188 Chapter 188: The Forged Weapon 2026-11-05
189 Chapter 189: Amelia’s Defiance 2026-11-05
190 Chapter 190: Liam’s Apprehension 2026-11-05
191 Chapter 191: The DNA Test 2026-11-05
192 Chapter 192: The Weight of a Name 2026-11-05
193 Chapter 193: Echoes of a Broken Lineage 2026-11-05
194 Chapter 194: Echoes of a Broken Lineage 2 2026-11-05
195 Chapter 195: Echoes of a Broken Lineage 3 2026-11-05
196 Chapter 196: The DNA Test Results 2026-11-05
197 Chapter 197: Shay’s New Daddy? 2026-11-05
198 Chapter 198: Father and Daughter Moments 2026-11-05
199 Chapter 199: Lara The Empress 2026-11-05
200 Chapter 200: She Remembered! 2026-11-05

Yannis Fenn received the message at dawn.

It came from the assistant of Ares Zuvel—brief, urgent, and impossible to ignore.

But his phone lay face-down on the bedside table, muted.

And Yannis... was asleep.

...

When he finally saw it—

Everything changed.

His eyes snapped open, the last traces of sleep vanishing in an instant. He shot upright, heart already racing as he reread the message, each word tightening something in his chest.

No hesitation.

No second thought.

He was out of bed in seconds.

The shower barely lasted minutes—just enough to chase away the fog in his mind. Water ran cold over his skin, but it did nothing to quiet the unease building inside him.

Something was wrong.

Deeply wrong.

...

By the time the sun had fully risen, Yannis was already at the towering gates of the Zuvel Laguna Estate.

He didn’t even bother with formalities.

The moment his car stopped, he stepped out and tossed the keys to the guard without a word, already moving.

A servant was waiting, and Yannis followed him at a brisk pace.

Through polished halls.

Across marble floors that echoed each step.

Up the grand staircase that seemed to stretch endlessly toward the second floor.

His jaw tightened.

At the end of the hallway, they stopped before a heavy door.

The servant raised his hand to knock—

But the door opened before his knuckles could touch the wood.

”Come in.”

The voice of Ares Zuvel was low, rough—like he hadn’t slept at all.

Yannis stepped inside.

And immediately realized—

This was the master bedroom.

Why is Lara in the master bedroom? he thought.

”Good morning, Mister Zuvel,” he said, forcing professionalism into his tone. ”Why did you call—”

The words died in his throat.

His gaze had landed on the bed.

On her.

Lara lay against dark sheets that starkly contrasted her pale skin. The bed itself was unmistakably masculine—broad, severe, untouched by softness.

Yet she was there and very still.

Too still.

For a split second, something cold gripped his chest.

Fear!

He forced himself to move.

In long, urgent strides, Yannis reached the bedside and immediately took her wrist, fingers pressing against her skin.

Her pulse.

He needed to feel her pulse.

”There—” he exhaled softly, tension loosening just slightly.

But not enough.

”What happened to her?” he demanded, his voice sharper now.

His eyes flickered briefly to her face.

Is it because of the photo I sent...?

The thought slipped out under his breath, heavy with regret.

Ares remained where he stood. He was calm, too calm.

”She fell,” he said simply. ”I believe she saw something on her phone.”

Yannis’s jaw clenched.

It was the photo. I was too hasty...

He straightened abruptly, turning toward Ares, frustration bleeding into his voice.

”Why didn’t you take her to a hospital?”

There was an edge to it now—accusation.

Ares did not miss it.

Instead, he met Yannis’s gaze evenly.

”We have a family doctor,” he replied, his tone controlled, almost indifferent. ”He checked her vitals and said she was okay, and asked for a specialist.”

But something in the air—

Shifted.

Because whatever had brought Lara to this state...

Was far from simple.

Across the room, Ares Zuvel’s expression hardened.

”Are you telling me,” he said, his voice turning sharp, ”that she’s slipped back into a coma?”

The word hung in the air like a threat.

Yannis didn’t answer immediately.

Instead, his eyes flicked toward Lara again—too pale, too still against the dark sheets.

Then—

”Haven’t you tried waking her?”

Ares went still.

Then a brief pause.

Almost imperceptible.

”I did,” he replied.

But even as he said it, the memory replayed—his hand gripping her shoulder, shaking her lightly... then harder.

No response.

He had dismissed it.

He thought she was just exhausted from the trip.

Thought she needed rest.

...

Yannis frowned.

That didn’t sit right.

Lara wasn’t like that.

She was a light sleeper—always had been. The kind who stirred at the faintest disturbance, who woke at the smallest shift in air.

Even earlier—

When he had pressed the stethoscope against her chest—

She hadn’t reacted. Not even a flicker.

A cold weight settled in his gut. He really neglected her.

I shouldn’t have sent that photo...

She wasn’t ready.

”I’ll call for an ambulance—”

The words hadn’t fully left his mouth when—

The door burst open.

”Daddy!”

A small figure rushed in, hair tousled, breath uneven.

Shay stood there, eyes wide with urgency.

”Mommy is missing! She didn’t sleep in my bed last night!”

Yannis’s brows drew together, irritation flickering across his face. Under any other circumstance, he might have found the child endearing.

Right now—

She was a disruption, even calling someone Mommy.

Ares turned toward his daughter, momentarily caught off guard.

He hadn’t realized she was this observant.

This... quick.

Then—

Shay’s eyes landed on the bed on Lara.

Her entire expression transformed in an instant.

”Oh! Mommy is here!” she exclaimed, relief flooding her voice as she ran forward.

Then, just as quickly, suspicion replaced it.

”Daddy,” she demanded, hands on her hips, ”did you bully my Mommy? Why is she in your room?”

Ares blinked.

For once, he was speechless.

The sheer speed of her shifting emotions left him momentarily unarmed.

But Shay didn’t wait.

In a heartbeat, she had climbed onto the bed, her small body pressing against Lara as she leaned over her.

”Mommy, wake up,” she insisted, patting her insistently. ”Why are you in Daddy’s room?”

She paused—

Then added, with innocent bluntness:

”Are you trying to make my little sister or little brother?”

...

Silence fell. Heavy and awkward.

And completely at odds with the tension in the room.

Yannis exhaled slowly, dragging a hand down his face.

Even Ares—

For the first time that morning—

Didn’t know how to respond.

”Shay—get down.”

Ares’s voice dropped, low and controlled, but there was an edge beneath it now. Not anger—urgency.

Yannis moved at the same time, reaching for the child more carefully than his earlier irritation would suggest. ”Easy,” he said, lifting her gently away from Lara. ”Give your mommy some space.”

But as Shay was pulled back, her small hand brushed against Lara’s cheek—

And paused.

”Daddy...” she whispered, her voice suddenly uncertain. ”Mommy is cold.”

The words hit harder than they should have.

Yannis’s expression changed instantly. He turned back, pressing his hand against Lara’s neck, then her forehead—more deliberate this time, more focused.

”No,” he murmured, more to himself than anyone else. ”This isn’t just unconsciousness...”

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