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Fateful Redemption: From Betrayal to Love's Revenge

"Don't go, please," Hazel's voice trembled as her fingers clung desperately to his. Tears welled in her eyes as she held his gaze. "I've forgiven you already. I love you too much to let you go. You could love her, but please, let me remain by your side… please." "Hazel, I'm sorry, but I can't return your feelings," Max's tone was icy, unyielding. "My heart belongs to someone else." Hazel's pleas grew more desperate, her tears falling freely. "No, don't you see? My heart aches for you alone. I can't imagine living without you." "Hazel, I implore you not to push me," Max's voice was firm, a wall between them. "You need to let me go. It's time to move on. I never felt the same way for you..." ..................................................................... "I refuse to burden others with my emotions. I won't be at the mercy of my feelings. Instead, I'll harness and enjoy them, using them to my advantage. The blood that flows from my heart is precious, and I won't let it be spilled in pain..."

Goldenheart001 · Fantasy
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48 Chs

Chapter 30: A Heartfelt Celebration

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When you look at your life, the greatest happiness are family happiness. ~ Joyce Brothers

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"Oh, baby boy..." Hazel whispered, her embrace of little Lucian tight as the car pulled away, carrying them towards a momentous celebration.

Soon, they were all busy, bustling with excitement, adorning the house in vibrant hues to celebrate Mr. Yunus' birthday. Ethan, too, lent his hands generously, his presence a beacon of camaraderie. Even young Lucian, bubbling with enthusiasm, didn't shy away from participating.

Hazel, renowned for her culinary finesse, meticulously chose the perfect recipe for the Hearty Celebration Dinner—a Herb-Crusted Rack of Lamb with Garlic Mashed Potatoes and Steamed Asparagus. Her fingers deftly mixed minced garlic, rosemary, thyme, salt, pepper, and olive oil, crafting a fragrant paste that would infuse the lamb with delectable flavors. Seasoning the racks of lamb, she tenderly spread the herb paste, each movement a testament to her culinary expertise.

As the aroma of the preparation wafted through the house, a collective sigh of contentment escaped them. Lucian, young and spirited, couldn't help but express his delight. "Hhhuhh," he sighed, a smile tugging at his lips as he complimented Hazel's culinary prowess.

Meanwhile, Ethan's hands didn't pause in their labor of love. He continued decorating, adding a touch of festivity to the ambiance, his actions mirroring the joy and love that permeated the home.

"Let's prepare something special," Mrs. Isabella chimed in, her eyes shining with enthusiasm for the celebration. Intrigued, Hazel inquired, "What is it?"

"A cookie," Isabella revealed, a glint of excitement in her eyes. The prospect of creating something delightful and delicious added to the joyful anticipation that filled the air.

The house soon transformed into a haven of cooperation and happiness. Each person's efforts wove into a beautiful tapestry of love, leaving them all eagerly awaiting the culmination of their hard work—the celebration of Mr. Yunus' birthday.