Under the Veil I Rule

Chapter 362

"You're already dealing with moderate depression, and you still say you're fine?" Jenny wiped at her tears, her voice tight with worry.

"Finn, please keep an eye on her-talk to her, encourage her. My husband needs me for something, so I have to step out for a bit."

Jenny left, and Finnian turned to Liliana. "Have you been feeling this way for a while?"

Depression never shows up overnight, he thought. Whatever Liliana was going through, it had to be about more than just the miscarriage.

Liliana lowered her gaze and said quietly, "Honestly, the stress has been overwhelming lately. Nothing's going right, not at work, not in my personal life."

"I've been so busy, I didn't even realize how bad things had gotten. If my mom hadn't dragged me to see a doctor, I probably still wouldn't know I was sick. I just thought I was unhappy, that's all."

She paused, rubbing her palm over her eyes. "But what I did yesterday... it was a moment of weakness. Losing the baby broke me, and then you— you said you were leaving..."

Her voice cracked and fresh tears spilled down her cheeks.

Clutching Finnian's hand, Liliana looked at him with desperate hope. "Finn, have you made up your mind? Will you stay with me?"

Finnian gently withdrew his hand, standing silently for a long moment.

cast downward. Liliana couldn't read his face, and she waited, anxiety

last, Finnian spoke, his voice

felt like something hollowed out his chest-as if a

lit up with joy. She threw her arms around his, her voice trembling with relief. "Thank you, Finn, thank

title or anything. As long as you're here with me, that's

expected Finnian to agree so quickly, and tears of gratitude welled in her

there in silence, like a

Everly to visit Hogan in

liked Hogan. But Mr. Everly didn't have any family to go with him, and while Celeste was available, he couldn't standber, always treating Amara like a real granddaughter instead. So he called

Everly exchanged a

restroom. The bodyguard helped him out, leaving just Amara and Hogan

glanced at Amara, breaking the silence—something

between you and

nothing between us. We're not

she really not care? He hesitated, then pressed,

"Nope."

answer was blunt,

hesitation, but she looked completely sincere. She really didn't