Teilen

Chapter 35

last update Veröffentlichungsdatum: 31.03.2026 13:29:52

Chapter 35

(The Puddle)

The mansion was unnervingly still, deathly quiet.

The grand clock in the hallway ticked with a heavy, rhythmic thud that seemed to echo Pearl’s heartbeat. She stood in the centre of the kitchen, staring at the darkening puddle slowly spreading across the designer tiles beneath her shoes. She had managed to peel off the soaked hoodie, but her jeans were a lost cause—heavy, cold, and clinging to her legs like a second, very uncomfortable skin.

She heard the soft thud-thud
Lies dieses Buch weiterhin kostenlos
Code scannen, um die App herunterzuladen
Gesperrtes Kapitel

Aktuellstes Kapitel

  • Getting A Mom: Baby Sitting His Daughter    Chapter 39

    Chapter 39(Lessons in Dignity)The Tuesday morning sun filtered through the floor-to-ceiling windows of the Warren mansion, casting long, sharp shadows across the polished marble floors. It was a cold, clinical light that did little to warm the quiet tension that often hung in the air of such a grand house. For Pearl, Tuesday was usually a day of routine—overseeing Mia’s breakfast and ensuring the day’s schedule was set. But as she approached the east wing, the usual morning calm was shattered by the sharp, high-pitched tone of a voice that shouldn’t have sounded so entitled.“I said move it! You’re getting dust on my favourite doll, and if you break it, my dad will sack you before you can even walk out the door!”Pearl stopped in her tracks, her brow furrowing. She recognised that voice, but the venom in it was new. She stepped toward Mia’s bedroom door, which stood slightly ajar.Inside, a middle-aged woman in a grey cleaning uniform was trembling, her hands clutching a microfiber

  • Getting A Mom: Baby Sitting His Daughter    Chapter 38

    Chapter 38(The Terms of Admission)The moonlight through the tall windows of Warren Mansion always felt colder than the sun. It silvered the marble floors and turned the meticulously pruned gardens into a landscape of grey and black. Pearl stood on the balcony of her room, the cool night air tugging at the edges of her silk robe.Her phone felt heavy in her hand. The glow of the screen was a sharp, artificial blue in the darkness. She had won — or at least, she had secured a narrow, precarious opening — but the victory didn’t feel light. It felt like a debt she had just signed in someone else’s name.She dialled Ella’s number. It rang four times before a cautious, sleepy voice answered.“Pearl? Is everything okay? It’s late.”“I spoke to him,” Pearl said. She didn’t lead with small talk. In the silence of the estate, only the essential survived.There was a sudden rustle of bedding on the other end, the sound of Ella sitting up. “Already? I thought you said you’d think about how to a

  • Getting A Mom: Baby Sitting His Daughter    Chapter 37

    Chapter 37(The Weight of an Invitation)The drive back to the Warren Estate always felt like a slow descent into a different atmosphere. By the time the wrought-iron gates swung open to admit the car, the noise of the city—the shouting vendors, the hum of overcrowded buses, and the heat of Ella’s small apartment—felt like a dream Pearl had woken from too quickly.She checked her watch. 5:45 PM. She was back before dinner, just as promised.The lobby was cool, the air-conditioning filtering out the humidity of the afternoon. As Pearl stepped inside, she caught her reflection in the gilded mirror near the entrance. She looked the same, but she felt the invisible layer of dust from the stairwell still clinging to her skin.“Pearl!”Mia’s voice preceded her as she hurried down the hallway, her footsteps muffled by the thick rugs. She wasn’t running—Ace didn’t encourage running in the house—but she was moving with purposeful speed that signalled relief.“You’re back,” Mia said, stopping a

  • Getting A Mom: Baby Sitting His Daughter    Chapter 36

    Chapter 36(The Distance Between Worlds)Saturday mornings inside the Warren estate followed a rhythm that was quieter than the rest of the week, but no less deliberate. The house never truly slept, yet the sharp urgency that defined the weekdays softened into something steadier, almost reflective. Even the polished floors and high ceilings seemed to understand that the household's pace could loosen slightly without losing its structural integrity.Pearl finished fastening the last button at the back of Mia’s dress and stepped away to inspect her work. The pale blue fabric sat neatly against Mia’s shoulders, and the ribbon Pearl had tied at the waist provided a careful, thoughtful finish that made the young girl look older than her years.“Turn around,” Pearl said gently.Mia obeyed with exaggerated seriousness, completing a slow circle as though presenting herself for a formal inspection. “Better?” she asked.Pearl adjusted the collar, which had folded slightly during the turn, and s

  • Getting A Mom: Baby Sitting His Daughter    Chapter 35

    Chapter 35(The Puddle)The mansion was unnervingly still, deathly quiet.The grand clock in the hallway ticked with a heavy, rhythmic thud that seemed to echo Pearl’s heartbeat. She stood in the centre of the kitchen, staring at the darkening puddle slowly spreading across the designer tiles beneath her shoes. She had managed to peel off the soaked hoodie, but her jeans were a lost cause—heavy, cold, and clinging to her legs like a second, very uncomfortable skin.She heard the soft thud-thud of bare feet on the stairs. Ace walked into the kitchen a moment later. He had ditched the blazer and tie, and his white dress shirt was unbuttoned at the collar, the sleeves rolled up to his elbows. He looked less like the untouchable CEO of AW Groups and more like a man who’d just spent twenty minutes wrestling a sticky seven-year-old into pyjamas.He stopped near the island, leaning his weight against the marble counter as he watched her. For a long moment, he didn’t speak. His gaze followed

  • Getting A Mom: Baby Sitting His Daughter    Chapter 34

    Chapter 34(The Breakout)The Blue Lagoon Water Park was exactly what Mia needed: loud, chaotic, and heavily scented with chlorine and fried dough. It was the complete opposite of the quiet, formal mansion—and for Pearl, that was the whole point, just like the amusement park.Pearl stood near the edge of the wave pool, holding two oversized towels. She had swapped her work clothes for a hoodie and a pair of jeans—a choice she was beginning to regret now that water was soaking the bottoms of her pant legs like a sponge.“Pearl! Look! I’m a mermaid!” Mia shouted, splashing around in the shallow water.Pearl laughed, waving back. “Mermaids don’t splash that much, Mia! You’re going to soak the lifeguards!”To anyone watching, they appeared just a normal family out on a Friday evening.And for the first time since arriving at the Warren estate, Pearl realised she wanted that illusion to last longer than a few borrowed hours.Nobody here knew Mia was the daughter of one of the country’s wea

Weitere Kapitel
Entdecke und lies gute Romane kostenlos
Kostenloser Zugriff auf zahlreiche Romane in der GoodNovel-App. Lade deine Lieblingsbücher herunter und lies jederzeit und überall.
Bücher in der App kostenlos lesen
CODE SCANNEN, UM IN DER APP ZU LESEN
DMCA.com Protection Status