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From My Ex's Betrayal To His Father's Bed Chapter 160
MARCUSThe moment I left Augustus’ house, the gears in my mind shifted into motion. Not the slow, methodical movement I usually allowed, but a precise, urgent rhythm, each thought cutting sharper than the last. Julia’s pregnancy was more than news. It was a variable that altered the entire board.I didn’t feel panic. I didn’t feel fear. I felt the familiar weight of responsibility, that deep, instinctive drive that had made me survive and dominate in this world. Protecting her had always been my first priority, but now, it wasn’t just her life. It was her future, her child, everything she would become.I replayed the scene with Augustus in my mind — the father’s careful restraint, his unspoken affection hidden under years of neglect. Augustus had never been a man to act rashly. His surprise was genuine, his internal struggle almost visible, and yet I could see how fragile it made the situation. One wrong word from him, one poorly timed comment, and Julia’s peace could shatter before i
From My Ex's Betrayal To His Father's Bed Chapter 159
JULIAThe drive to my father’s house felt longer than usual.I watched the city pass through the window, lights sliding across the glass like quiet thoughts I couldn’t quite catch. My fingers rested loosely over my stomach, not because anything had changed physically yet, but because I couldn’t seem to stop myself.Marcus sat beside me, calm as always, his presence steady and grounding. He didn’t fill the silence with reassurances. He didn’t need to. Just knowing he was there made the tightness in my chest manageable.“You don’t have to do this today,” he said quietly after a while.I shook my head. “No. I want to.”Because if I didn’t do it now, I’d keep postponing it, letting the weight of it grow heavier. And despite everything between us, despite the distance that had defined most of my life, he was still my father.The gates opened before we even stopped. The house looked the same as always — imposing, immaculate, a place that had never quite felt like home no matter how many yea
From My Ex's Betrayal To His Father's Bed Chapter 158
JULIAAll afternoon I kept rehearsing different versions in my head. Casual. Calm. Straightforward. But every sentence sounded strange the moment I imagined saying it out loud, like the words belonged to someone braver than me.Mom arrived just before dinner.I heard her laugh in the hallway before I saw her, warm and familiar, the sound instantly loosening something tight in my chest. She always carried light into a room without trying, and for a second I almost forgot the weight of what I was about to tell her.Almost.When she stepped inside the sitting room, her smile widened. “There you are,” she said, opening her arms.I hugged her tightly, maybe a little longer than usual. She smelled like the same soft perfume she’s worn my entire life, and the familiarity nearly unraveled my resolve.She pulled back, studying my face the way only she could. “Okay,” she said gently, “what’s going on?”I laughed nervously. “Is it that obvious?”“To me? Always.”We sat on the couch together. My
From My Ex's Betrayal To His Father's Bed Chapter 157
JULIAThe manor felt different when we got back.Not because anything had changed. The halls were the same, the staff moved with the same quiet efficiency, the world outside the windows kept turning like it always did.But I walked through it like I was carrying a secret that hummed under my skin.Pregnant.The word still felt unreal, like something that belonged to another life, another version of me. Yet every step I took felt heavier with the knowledge of it, like gravity had quietly increased and only I could feel it.Marcus didn’t leave my side.He didn’t hover in an obvious way. He never did. But I could feel him there, close enough that if I stopped suddenly, I’d bump into him. Like he had already recalibrated his world around me without saying a word.When we reached our room, I sat at the edge of the bed, hands clasped loosely in my lap.I didn’t cry.I didn’t panic.I just… breathed.Marcus closed the door behind us, the soft click sounding louder than it should have. For a
From My Ex's Betrayal To His Father's Bed Chapter 156
JULIAI knew Marcus had already decided before he said anything.It was in the way he watched me during the meeting. Not obvious. No one else would notice. But I could feel his attention like a steady pressure, like he was counting every breath I took.I tried to ignore the nausea. I really did.But when the room tilted again and I had to grip the edge of the table for half a second too long, I knew I’d lost the argument I hadn’t even meant to start.The meeting ended.Chairs moved. Papers gathered. Voices faded.Marcus didn’t speak until we were alone.“We’re going to the doctor.”Not a question.I exhaled, already tired of resisting. “Marcus—”“You’ve felt sick for days,” he said quietly. “You’re dizzy. You’re exhausted. This isn’t food poisoning.”I opened my mouth to argue, but nothing came out. Because the truth was… I didn’t know what it was. And that uncertainty felt heavier than any diagnosis.“I don’t like hospitals,” I muttered.He stepped closer, his voice softer but just a
From My Ex's Betrayal To His Father's Bed Chapter 155
JULIAIt started with the taste.Everything tasted… wrong.Not bad, not spoiled, just slightly off, like my tongue had decided to disagree with reality. I noticed it when I took a bite of the pastry Phoebe had insisted I try. Usually I loved anything sweet, but today the sugar felt too heavy, too much.I swallowed anyway, forcing a smile.Phoebe kept talking, animated as always, her hands moving like punctuation marks in the air. I tried to focus on her words, but a strange warmth curled in my stomach, slow and unsettled.Maybe I just ate too fast, I thought.I reached for my water, taking a longer sip than usual. The coolness helped, but only a little. The sensation didn’t go away. It just sat there, like a quiet reminder I couldn’t ignore.“You’re quiet,” Phoebe said suddenly, tilting her head at me.“Just tired,” I replied automatically.It wasn’t a lie. I did feel tired. Not the normal kind that came after a long day, but the kind that made my limbs feel heavier, like my body was
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