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."

quivering ever so

answering, Harvey simply held her close, pulling out a small object from his pocket and placing

Max had

lightly. "When did

so magnanimous, Attorney

at her and smiled softly. "Tell me, when have I

Eloise smiled lightly.

calm and composed appearance, Harvey's heart inexplicably stirred. He was sure he loved

spent with Eloise weren't record in the diary and unknown to the outsiders. Only the two of them knew

in

order. She casually

"The apartment."

the apartment several times. Now that he mentioned it, he must have thought about it. Eloise held the box. She turned her head to kiss him, then touched his handsome face, and

asked softly with Eloise in his arms,

three children, but he's still

themselves, and women can always feel it. Eloise

stairs, Eloise asked with concern, "Your

you like me to carry you downstairs? No problem

aware of her parents' presence. "Put me down!

planting a kiss

and Mrs. Horigan didn't bat an 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 the sight of this romantic scene and

spark was back. Holding Eloise in his arms, he

to be hinting at a deeper memory. Brett didn't reveal

Orlena, his voice a low murmur. "Been runnin' around like a headless chicken lately. I snagged half a day to come and see you, but I've got a plane to catch

the flight was a no-go, he'd be stuck

Months ago, when he'd prepared their nest, she felt like the dark days were over, and she was almost ready to say 'yes' to his proposal. But his endless stream of work kept coming

down. but with the crowd

with chatter. When Harvey tenderly dished out some lasagna for Eloise, Brett felt a pang of envy. He longed for

just throw caution to the wind. A sense

piece of roasted chicken onto Brett's

he touched his son's

to notice. She had a commercial shoot lined up after dinner; her assistant was already waiting

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

touched up her lipstick and gave him a light push. "I'm

one arm, he encircled her slender waist and locked the bathroom