Once a Doormat, Now Untouchable

the tension between Diana and Leon reaches a critical point as Diana receives a call that could change everything. The atmosphere is thick with unspoken emotions, especially since their communication has dwindled since their separation. The call is related to the long-awaited DNA test results concerning Penelope, the missing daughter of the Hutton family, whom Diana's family has been searching for years.

As Diana steps outside to take the call, her heart races, filled with anxiety about the potential outcome. Diana maintains a calm demeanor during the call, reflecting her usual composed nature, even when discussing such a pivotal matter. Leon informs her that he will send the results via WhatsApp, and after a brief exchange, she ends the call, feeling the weight of finality in her decision. When she opens the results, her heart sinks as the evidence confirms that Penelope is indeed her family's long-lost daughter.

However, rather than feeling joy, Diana is engulfed by an unsettling dread, questioning the implications of this revelation and the word "Congratulations" that feels like a cruel irony. Struggling with the emotional turmoil, Diana deletes the conversation with Leon and decides to inform her family about the results. When she returns to the dining room, the anticipation is palpable, and she ultimately reveals the confirmation of Penelope's identity.

However, she expresses her desire to conduct another test quietly, raising concerns from her family about the potential cruelty of questioning Penelope's identity again after so many years. Megan, in particular, feels anxious about the implications of Diana's suggestion, fearing that it could lead to unnecessary pain for Penelope, who has just returned to them. The chapter captures a moment of profound emotional conflict for Diana, as she grapples with the weight of the truth and the ramifications it holds for her family.

The juxtaposition of hope and dread creates a complex emotional landscape, highlighting the challenges of reconciling past losses with the present reality. As the family navigates this new chapter, the underlying tensions and uncertainties loom large, setting the stage for further exploration of identity, belonging, and the impact of long-held secrets.

Continue Regular Chapter Reading Below **When The Ocean Learned My Name and Whispered It Back to You by Aurelia Novel 462** **Chapter 462** Seated alongside Diana, Florence caught a fleeting glimpse of the caller ID, though no one else in the room seemed to notice. A tension hung in the air, thick and palpable. Since the decision to separate, the communication between Diana and Leon had dwindled to almost nothing. The silence between them had become a chasm, and now, with this call, it felt as if it could only herald one thing-the long-awaited DNA test results were finally in.

her mother's face, which had tightened in response to the unexpected interruption. With a gentle hand on Florence's back, she rose, her heart racing. "I'll take this outside," she said softly, trying to mask the whirlwind of emotions that churned within her. Deep down, she grappled

back into their lives. Stepping into the courtyard, Diana answered the call, her voice steady and composed. "You have the results?" she asked, her tone cool and direct, as if she were discussing the weather rather than the fate

lay beneath her polished exterior. Leon, on the other hand, was not taken aback by her tone. "Yes," he replied, maintaining his usual measured cadence. "I'll send you

file along with a brief message. Leon: [Diana, congratulations.] He understood the weight of the moment; the Huttons had yearned for so long to find their missing daughter, and now, it seemed, that wish was about to be fulfilled. When Diana saw that message flash across her screen, her heart sank, and her steps faltered.

The birthmark, the pendant, the DNA report-every shred of evidence aligned perfectly. There was no doubt about it; Penelope was their Vee. Yet, instead of the elation she had anticipated, a creeping unease settled in Diana's chest. It was a chill that defied logic, a whisper of doubt

felt like a cruel joke, a mockery of the fragile hope she had nurtured for so long. With a swift movement, she closed the chat and deleted the conversation, though she realized there was hardly anything left between them to erase. As she turned back toward the dining room, uncertainty gripped her. She hesitated for a moment, then reopened his

her voice steady despite the weight of the revelation. She couldn't conceal something