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Chapter 32
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2026-09-15 11:28:21
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Daddy by deception - My ex husband's fake heirs chapter 63
The Senghor house always smelled of polish and controlled expectation.Cathrene arrived at four o’clock precisely, as she had said she would. A housekeeper showed her into the formal sitting room where her stepmother Adele was already waiting with Marianne and Celeste. No one rose when she entered. The omission was deliberate. She took the remaining chair and kept her hands folded in her lap, the engagement ring turned slightly inward so that the stone did not catch the light.Adele regarded her for a long moment over the rim of a porcelain cup.“You look well,” she said. It did not sound like a compliment.“I am well enough.”“That seems to be the problem.” Adele set the cup down. “We have been hearing things, Cathrene. Unsettling things. That your marriage to Gregory is ending. That you moved out. That you have already been seen in public with another man. A man with a child.”Marianne leaned forward. “You didn’t think this was something the family deserved to hear from you directly
Daddy by deception - My ex husband's fake heirs chapter 62
Gregory did not contact Cathrene’s stepfamily himself. He was too careful for that.Instead, he allowed the information to travel through a channel that would never be traced back to a single conversation in his parents’ dining room. Vivian Thornton, once supplied with the essential details — the divorce, the speed of Cathrene’s recovery, the existence of a man with a child — required very little encouragement. She had always considered Cathrene’s side of the family useful when they reinforced hierarchy and inconvenient when they did not. A former daughter-in-law who appeared to be thriving too quickly was, in Vivian’s view, a social imbalance that ought to be corrected by her own people.Within a week, the news had landed where Gregory intended.---Cathrene’s stepmother, Mrs. Adele Senghor, received the information over tea with a woman she had known for years through charity committees. The conversation began with polite inquiries and ended with a carefully framed remark:“Of cou
Daddy by deception - My ex husband's fake heirs chapter 61
The first report came in the form of a casual remark.Gregory was at the club with two former colleagues, men who still treated his separation from Cathrene as a temporary awkwardness rather than a settled fact. One of them, stirring his drink, said, “Saw your wife last week. Ex-wife. Whatever you’re calling it. She was at that architecture benefit with someone. Looked well.”Gregory kept his expression neutral. “She’s free to do as she likes.”“Obviously. Just didn’t expect her to look quite so… settled. So soon.”The conversation moved on. Gregory did not. The word *settled* lodged in him like a small, precise thorn.Later that night, after Dorcas had gone to bed and the boys were asleep, he sat alone in the study of the mansion and turned the remark over. Cathrene had been composed throughout the divorce process — almost unnervingly so. She had not fought. She had not pleaded. She had signed, moved out, and left him with the clean exit he thought he wanted. At the time her restrain
Daddy by deception - My ex husband's fake heirs chapter 60
The proposal did not arrive with an audience or a spectacle.It arrived on a quiet Sunday evening in Cathrene’s apartment, after Amara had spent the afternoon with them and been driven home to her grandmother for the night. The remains of an ordinary dinner were still on the counter. The balcony doors were open to the cooler air. Benjamin had been unusually quiet for the last part of the meal, not distant, only thoughtful in a way Cathrene had learned to recognize as him arranging something carefully in his mind.She was rinsing a plate when he said her name.“Cathrene.”She turned off the water and dried her hands. He was standing near the table, not close enough to crowd her, the soft light from the lamp catching the seriousness in his face.“I want to say something properly,” he began. “I’ve thought about the timing. About Amara. About the fact that your divorce isn’t fully finalized on paper yet. About all the reasons a careful person might wait.” He paused. “I don’t want to wait
Daddy by deception - My ex husband's fake heirs chapter 59
The evening began without any plan for significance.Benjamin had asked her to meet him at the river walk after work, the same path they had taken before, where the water moved slowly under the bridges and the city lights came on in stages. Amara was with her grandmother. The divorce lawyers had been quiet for several days. Even the investigation had offered no new report. For once, the week had left them a stretch of uncomplicated time.They walked without urgency. Conversation rose and fell — his current restoration project, a difficult board meeting she had handled, the ongoing political career of Amara’s classroom snail. At one point their hands brushed, then brushed again, until Benjamin simply kept hold of hers. The contact was warm and unannounced. Cathrene did not pull away.Near the second bridge they stopped to look at the water. A barge moved downstream in no particular hurry. The air carried the faint metallic coolness of the river at dusk. Cathrene rested her free hand on
Daddy by deception - My ex husband's fake heirs chapter 58
The awareness did not arrive as a sudden revelation. It came in pieces, quiet and accumulating, until one evening Cathrene sat alone in her apartment and could no longer pretend she did not recognize the shape of what she felt.It began with ordinary things.The way she checked her phone in the morning and felt a low, specific disappointment if there was no message from him — not because she needed constant contact, but because his words had become a natural part of the start of her day. The way she found herself saving small stories from work or from the street to tell him later, as if experience itself were more complete when shared with Benjamin. The way her body relaxed when she saw him waiting near the park entrance or rising from a café table, the subtle release of a tension she had carried for so long she had stopped noticing it was there.She had called it friendship. She had called it comfort. She had called it healing.All of those words were true. They were simply no
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