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Daddy by deception - My ex husband's fake heirs chapter 100
Impossible.The word became the only structure left in his mind that still felt solid.Gregory woke on the study sofa with a dry mouth and the same sentence waiting for him that had been waiting when he finally closed his eyes. Cathrene was pregnant with twins. He said it aloud once, into the empty room, and the sound of it made the air feel thinner. Impossible. She had been the barren one. The closed account. The woman whose body had failed the marriage in the only way his family measured failure. That story had organized years of his life. It had justified distance, resentment, the guest room, the eventual exit. It had been the foundation under every choice that followed.And now the foundation was a rumor from a club and a congratulatory comment under a photograph, insisting that the impossible had already occurred.He showered without feeling the water. Dressed without choosing the clothes. Downstairs, Thomas had laid out coffee with the careful neutrality of a man who had stopped
Daddy by deception - My ex husband's fake heirs chapter 99
The news did not arrive through a formal channel. It arrived the way everything that hurt him now arrived — sideways, incomplete, and impossible to put back once heard.He was at the club, not because he wanted company, but because the mansion had become a museum of absences. Dorcas and the children were still at her mother’s. The staff moved through the rooms like people maintaining a property rather than a home. Gregory had gone out to escape the sound of his own thoughts and had found, instead, two men from his old professional circle speaking too carelessly over drinks.“—twins, apparently. Can you believe it? After everything with Thornton. She’s remarried and already pregnant. Some people get the whole reset.”Gregory’s hand stopped halfway to his glass.The other man chuckled. “Ward something. Architect. Quiet type. My wife saw them at a clinic, of all places. Said Cathrene looked tired but happy. Twins. After that whole barren story the Thorntons put about.”The first man no
Daddy by deception - My ex husband's fake heirs chapter 98
The appointment was later than the first scan, far enough along that the word *twins* had stopped feeling like a rumor and started feeling like a schedule.Cathrene sat on the examination table in a gown that never fit anyone kindly, feet cold, bladder politely full as instructed. Benjamin occupied the chair in the corner with the calm of a man who had already decided that whatever the screen showed, they would meet it together. The room smelled of gel and disinfectant. A clock on the wall ticked with unnecessary clarity.“Any bleeding? Severe pain? Reduced movement concerns?” the technician asked while adjusting the machine.“No bleeding. Nausea still winning most mornings. Movement… I think I’m feeling something. Flutter. I’m never sure if I’m inventing it.”“That’s common at this stage,” the woman said. “We’ll take a look.”The gel was warm this time. The probe pressed, angled, pressed again. The screen bloomed into grainy motion. Cathrene turned her head and watched.Two shapes. C
Daddy by deception - My ex husband's fake heirs chapter 97
It began before dawn and did not care that she had meetings.Cathrene woke with the sudden, specific certainty that she needed to be in the bathroom immediately. She made it just in time. Afterward she sat on the cool floor tiles with her forehead against the cabinet door, breathing through the residual wave, while Benjamin’s sleepy footsteps approached and stopped in the doorway.“That bad?” he asked.“That efficient,” she managed. “No warning. Just… arrival.”He dampened a washcloth, handed it to her, and sat on the edge of the bathtub without crowding. The domesticity of it — the quiet competence, the lack of panic — steadied her more than any speech would have. When the nausea receded enough for her to stand, he helped her up and waited while she rinsed her mouth and stared at her pale reflection.“Twins,” she said to the mirror.“Twins,” he agreed. “They’re already organizing shifts.”She almost smiled. Almost.By the third morning the pattern was established. Nausea early, somet
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The tears did not come at the clinic.They came later, in the apartment, when the scan pictures were already on the fridge and Amara had finally gone to bed after an hour of increasingly complex questions about whether twins could share a ranking system or required separate ocean notebooks. The flat was quiet. The city hummed at a distance. Cathrene stood at the kitchen sink with a glass of water she had forgotten to drink and felt the fact of the day finally catch up to her body.Two heartbeats. Two lives. After years of being told her body would not, could not, had failed at the one task certain people measured women by.The first sob surprised her. She pressed the back of her hand to her mouth, then gave up and let it happen. Not elegant crying. Not the controlled moisture of a woman managing an image. The kind that came from a locked room inside the chest finally finding a door. She braced both hands on the edge of the counter and cried for the appointments in the old marriage
Daddy by deception - My ex husband's fake heirs chapter 95
The first proper scan was scheduled for a Thursday morning in a quiet clinic Benjamin had found through a colleague’s wife — discreet, competent, no glossy promises on the walls. Cathrene filled in the forms with a steady hand and a pulse that refused to match it. Benjamin sat beside her in the waiting area with Amara’s carefully drawn “good luck” card in his jacket pocket, a compromise after the child had accepted, under protest, that she could not miss school for a medical appointment.“Nervous?” he asked.“Yes.” Cathrene folded the completed paperwork. “Not of bad news, exactly. Of how much good news my system can absorb at once.”He nodded as if that distinction made perfect sense.When they were called through, the room was dim except for the monitor. The sonographer was a woman in her fifties with a practical manner and kind eyes. She explained each step without excess chatter, then began the scan. Gel. Pressure. The small movements of the probe. Cathrene stared at the ceiling f
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