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CHAPTER 29

Penulis: J.O Medusa
last update Tanggal publikasi: 2026-06-05 18:56:39

Jane

I smiled at Julius as the saleswoman led us toward the VIP fitting area, but inside, rage simmered just beneath my skin.

Street rat. Basic. Forgettable.

Maribel's words played on repeat in my head, mixing with the image of her wearing my engagement ring, Hudson's arm around her waist like she had won some prize.

Like I was the loser who had slunk away into the shadows where I belonged.

Fuck that.

Fuck them both.

But I kept my expression neutral, and my body language relaxed. Julius was al
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    MaribelBy Wednesday, my barista was still too sick to come back, and I had resigned myself to another week of juggling everything alone, but Hudson refused to let that happen."I can keep helping," He said that morning over coffee, and I noticed he was already dressed in his construction clothes, dirt still under his fingernails from yesterday's work. "I'll do the morning shift before my site work, and I can come back in the evenings.""Hudson, you can't keep doing this," I protested, even though the relief I felt was overwhelming. I also felt guilty. "You're already exhausted from construction work. You need to rest.""I'm fine," He insisted, and there was something stubborn in his expression that reminded me briefly of the old Hudson, except this stubbornness was directed at helping someone else instead of getting his own way. "Besides, I like the work. It's different from hauling concrete blocks all day."I wanted to argue, but the truth was I needed the help desperately, and H

  • Her Fiancé's Father's Obsession   CHAPTER 159

    MaribelI was on the verge of tears when my barista called at six in the morning, her voice hoarse and broken with sickness."Maribel, I'm so sorry. I can't come in today. I've been throwing up all night and I can barely stand. I think it's food poisoning.""It's okay," I lied, staring at the cafe schedule on my phone and feeling panic rise in my throat. "Just rest. Feel better, okay?"I hung up and wanted to scream. It was Saturday, our busiest day by far. We had a full schedule of orders, a private event booking at noon, and I was supposed to be managing everything with her help. Now I was going to have to do it alone.I could call in favors, maybe beg one of my other part-time employees to come in on their day off, but they all had legitimate reasons they couldn't work Saturdays. That was why she was so valuable. She was reliable, always showed up and never complained, until today and none of this was her fault.I sat on my bed with my head in my hands, trying to figure out if I s

  • Her Fiancé's Father's Obsession   CHAPTER 158

    JuliusI stood in the boardroom of my company, watching the late afternoon sun paint the buildings in shades of gold and amber while the board members filtered out after another successful review.Jane's company had just secured a partnership with a European conglomerate that would triple her presence overseas, and my own holdings had grown by eighteen percent in the last fiscal year alone.We were thriving, even more than thriving. We were building something that would outlast us both, a legacy for our son that was earned through hard work."Mr. Armstrong?" My assistant's voice came from the doorway and the hesitation in it immediately put me on alert. "There's a call from the New York Department of Corrections. They say it's urgent."My stomach dropped instantly. It had to be about Hudson.For years, I had trained myself not to think about my son and not to wonder how he was doing or whether prison had broken him or built him into something new. I had cut that tie cleanly because i

  • Her Fiancé's Father's Obsession   CHAPTER 157

    MaribelI woke up to the smell of coffee, and for a moment I forgot Hudson Armstrong was sleeping in my living room, then reality crashed back in, and I sat up so fast my head spun. What had I done? I had let him into my home, given him food and shelter, and now he was making coffee like he belonged here.I threw on a hoodie over my pajamas and opened my bedroom door slowly, half expecting to find my apartment ransacked and Hudson gone with whatever he could carry and maybe an empty cup of coffee in the kitchen.Instead, I found him sitting at my kitchen table with his hands wrapped around a mug, staring out the window like he was trying to memorize the view. He looked up when he heard me, and something in his expression made me pause.He looked scared, not of me, exactly, but of this moment and what I might say or do next."I made coffee," He said quietly, gesturing to the pot. "I hope that's okay. I didn't know if you wanted any, but I figured it couldn't hurt.""It's fine," I sai

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    HudsonMaribel's bathroom door clicked shut behind me, and that was when I fell apart.I hadn't broken like this in a while, not since my time in Dr. Reeves's office when everything I had built to protect myself finally got exposed, but this was different. This wasn't shame or horror at what I had done. This was something else entirely.I pressed my back against the door and slid down until I was sitting on the cold tile floor. I cried so quietly that I had to bite down on my own fist to keep the sounds from escaping.I couldn't believe Maribel Devlin had let me into her home after everything I had done to her. After the affair I had used her for, the cruelty I had shown her and the way I had discarded her the moment she stopped being useful to me. After I had helped destroy Jane's life and dragged Maribel down with me into that same wreckage. After I had never once called to check on her after her accident. I never once thought about her as anything more than a body I had access t

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    MaribelI burned three batches of croissants the next day because I couldn't focus on anything except the image of Hudson Armstrong curled up in my doorway like a discarded piece of trash.Every time I closed my eyes, I saw him. The greasy hair and the stained jacket. The way he had clutched it around himself like it was the only thing standing between him and freezing to death."Maribel, you okay?" Sarah, my part-time barista, asked when I pulled the third tray of blackened pastries from the oven. "That's not like you.""I'm fine," I lied, scraping the ruined croissants into the trash. "Just distracted."Just distracted by the fact that the man who had helped ruin my life was sleeping on the street outside my business, and I had run away like a coward instead of doing anything about it.What was I supposed to do, though? Call the police? They would just move him along to another doorway. Call Jane? And tell her what, exactly? That Hudson was homeless and pathetic and I felt sorry for

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    JaneMy eyes locked with Julius’s and in that moment, I saw my own desperation reflected back at me.“Please,” I whispered, my hands sliding up his chest to frame his face. “Please make me forget. Just for a few minutes. Make me forget Hudson. Make me forget—” My voice cracked. “Make me forget eve

  • Her Fiancé's Father's Obsession   CHAPTER 3

    JaneJulius froze. For one terrible, endless moment, his lips were still against mine and his body was rigid with shock. I had made a mistake. A horrible and irreversible mistake. I was kissing my fiancé's father. The man who was supposed to become my father-in-law in less than twenty minutes. Wh

  • Her Fiancé's Father's Obsession   CHAPTER 2

    JaneJulius Armstrong's piercing grey gaze locked with mine, and I didn’t think it was possible, but the humiliation grew even worse. It wasn't enough that I had caught my fiancé fucking my best friend minutes before our wedding. It wasn't enough that Hudson had kept going, had mocked me and had

  • Her Fiancé's Father's Obsession   CHAPTER 1

    JaneThe woman staring back at me in the mirror looked like a bride. White lace clung to curves I had learned to hide and to despise. My auburn hair was pinned into an elegant updo that had taken the stylist two hours. My makeup had been carefully applied to make my green eyes look less tired and

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