Tangled Temptations

Chapter 377

Eloise gazed intently at Ravenna, her eyes piercing through the facade of her rival's poised exterior. Ravenna's expression betrayed her inner turmoil, revealing a truth that needed no evidence to support it.

Without the need for confrontation, Eloise's voice was calm yet laden with conviction as she declared, "Ravenna, the truth is, from the beginning to the end, you never loved him. You've only ever loved yourself."

For Ravenna, Max had always been an elusive prize, a toy just beyond her grasp -a symbol of a desire never to be fulfilled. Their love-if it could even be called that was twisted from the start.

With those final words, Eloise turned on her heel and walked away, her steps slow and measured. Natalia offered a comforting arm as they made their way out. Eloise's silhouette exuded poise and tranquility.

Ravenna's face twisted with envy. Eloise had it all – power, wealth, and a string of men who adored her. If it hadn't been for Jeffrey's intervention that day, Eloise would not have survived, and Ravenna's path would have been clear.

At Everest Technologies, Harvey sifted through a backlog of paperwork before standing by the floor-to-ceiling windows, coffee in hand. He took in the view outside. The sky was turning pale with signs of impending snow.

Denise approached him softly. "Eloise visited the cemetery, but she's back at the hospital now."

Harvey's grip tightened around his coffee cup, but he said nothing. Snowflakes began to drift outside the window.

Christmas was around the corner, a time for family gatherings and warmth. Yet, after all the trials and that haunting dream, he knew Eloise's heart must've been wrestling with a multitude of emotions. Harvey understood that complexity all too well. But there were things she didn't know-good news, like the return of his long-forgotten memories...

The next day, Eloise wa

scharged from the hospital. The Hor

family had

planned a lavish banquet in her honor, but considering her pregnancy, they settled for a cozy celebration at home.

Downstairs, the aroma of a succulent lamb stew wafted through the air, drawing the children to the kitchen, eyes wide with anticipation. Harvey instructed them to take their seats and went upstairs to call Eloise for dinner.

In the warm, comfortable living room upstairs, Eloise lounged on the couch, absorbed in a parenting book. Harvey stood at the doorway, silently watching her. She wore a soft pink sweater over a floral dress. Her pregnancy was barely noticeable, and her femininity was accentuated.

They had shared intimate moments in the hospital, but nothing compared to the privacy of their home.

Harvey approached, unable to help himself, as he bent down and kissed the tender spot behind her ear, teasing, "Why are you still reading these after having two kids? Come on, Eloise."

She responded with a natural kiss. After a lengthy embrace, she whispered, "I thought you might want to read up, too. Can't have me doing all the hard work."

Harvey's thoughts drifted to the past. The explosion at their villa on the morning he insisted on leaving for Britain, the birth of Darrien amidst the turmoil with Monika... Looking back, he felt a profound ache for Eloise.

Sitting beside her now, he pressed his forehead to hers. "I'll take good care of you and the baby, Eloise. You can count on that."

eyelashes quivering ever so slightly. Did

her close, pulling out a small object from his pocket and placing it

the locket, pieced together. The very one Max had given her, the one

lightly. "When

so magnanimous, Attorney

their shared dream. Harvey gazed at her and smiled softly.

Eloise smiled lightly.

calm and composed appearance, Harvey's heart inexplicably stirred. He was sure he loved her, but after regaining his memory, the feeling

and unknown to the outsiders. Only

his chin on Eloise's shoulder and said in a low voice, "Shall we go out for

took a box and put things in order. She

"The apartment."

in that dream, they had made love in the apartment several times. Now that he mentioned it, he must

he asked softly with Eloise in his

had three children, but

and women can always

the stairs, Eloise asked with concern, "Your leg is

me to carry

aware of her parents' presence. "Put me down! Your Mom and Dad

won't. We're lawfully wed," Harvey murmured before planting a

eye, accustomed as they were to their son's displays of affection. However, another guest had just arrived—Brett, still dusted with snowflakes. He was greeted with

Harvey's memories had returned, and that old familiar spark was back. Holding Eloise in his arms, he settled her into a chair

with his cultured demeanor, looked slightly uncomfortable. He glanced at Harvey, who seemed to be hinting at a deeper

slid into the seat next to Orlena, his voice a low murmur. "Been runnin' around like a headless chicken

he'd be stuck hitting the road back

the dark days were over, and she was almost ready to say 'yes' to his proposal. But his endless stream of work kept coming And in her ceaseless

but with the crowd around, it wasn't the

for Eloise, Brett felt a pang of envy. He longed for a complete

wished he could just throw caution to

chicken onto Brett's

heart softened as he touched his son's head

She had a commercial shoot lined up after dinner;

the bathroom, Brett cornered her. He faced her in the mirror. His voice was slightly hoarse as he asked, "Can't you move your schedule? We rarely get a chance

up her lipstick and gave him a light push.

he encircled