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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
Daddy by deception - My ex husband's fake heirs chapter 57
It happened on a Sunday afternoon, in the middle of something entirely unimportant.Benjamin had invited her to join him and Amara at a small indoor market on the edge of the city — the kind of place with uneven stalls, homemade preserves, and a man in the corner selling wooden toys that looked slightly dangerous. Amara had taken the outing with great seriousness, carrying a small notebook in which she intended to rank “market discoveries” by usefulness and dignity. Cathrene had come along without overthinking it, dressed simply, hair tied back, still faintly surprised by how natural it felt to spend unstructured hours with them.They had stopped at a stall selling honey and beeswax candles when Amara attempted to negotiate a bulk discount for three small jars she had no intention of sharing. The stall owner, an elderly woman with formidable patience, listened to the girl’s formal argument about “supporting young enterprise” and then calmly refused. Amara accepted defeat with dignity,
Daddy by deception - My ex husband's fake heirs chapter 56
The message arrived on a Tuesday evening, after Amara had already gone to bed.*I’ve asked my mother to keep Amara on Friday night. If you’re free, I’d like to take you to dinner. Not a park bench. Not a café with questionable coffee. A proper dinner. Just us.*Cathrene read it twice. The distinction was clear. This was not another easy, low-pressure meeting that could still be filed under friendship. Benjamin was asking for a date.She set the phone down, walked to the window, and stood there for a full minute before returning to type her reply.*I’m free.*His response came almost immediately.*Good. I’ll pick you up at seven.*---Friday arrived with a quiet weight Cathrene had not felt in years. She left the office earlier than usual, stood in front of her closet longer than necessary, and chose a dress that was simple, dark, and nothing like the careful armor she used to wear to company events. When she looked in the mirror, she did not see the CEO or the soon-to-be-divorced wife
Daddy by deception - My ex husband's fake heirs chapter 55
The invitation came without ceremony.Benjamin messaged late on a Wednesday: *Amara wants to cook. I use the term loosely. She’s requested your presence as an official taste-tester and neutral observer. Casual. Early evening. No expectations beyond surviving whatever she does to the pasta.*Cathrene stared at the message longer than she needed to, then answered: *I’ll bring bread. Someone should contribute something edible with certainty.*Benjamin’s reply was almost immediate. *Diplomacy accepted.*---Their apartment was smaller than she had imagined, but full of the kind of lived-in order that came from a father and daughter who had made a real life together. Shoes near the door. A basket of folded laundry on one end of the sofa. Children’s drawings fixed to the fridge with magnets shaped like sea creatures. The air smelled of tomatoes and garlic and the faint edge of something slightly overheated.Amara opened the door before Benjamin could reach it.“You’re here. Good. The
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