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[51]

مؤلف: Self-love
last update تاريخ النشر: 2026-04-07 23:39:05
Lucas fell quiet again, but this time the silence was different. It wasn't the kind that came from stubbornness or distance, nor the quiet of a boy trying to appear unaffected.

His gaze shifted slowly to Clara, as if he were truly seeing her for the first time-not just looking at her face, not just acknowledging her presence, but observing.

Trying to understand something that had always been out of reach until now.

Everything she had said back in the house echoed relentlessly in his mind,
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    The threat was clear and direct, making everyone in the room held its breath. But Jade... Jade smiled. It definitely wasn't wasn’t warm or friendly. It was the kind of smile that made people wish they hadn’t spoken at all. “My place?” he repeated quietly, his voice soft... just too fucking soft. And the softness made it worse. Gloria’s fingers curled slightly against the table. Jade walked towards a seat without another word, before he sat down as if nothing had just happened, like a king settling onto his throne, unbothered, untouchable before he gives his final verdict. Connor and Evelyn exchanged quick glances before moving closer. “Jade…” Evelyn said carefully, her voice gentle but cautious. “Calm down. Let’s handle this properly. Don't let your anger dictate for you, please.” Connor added, his tone low but firm, “Yes, bro. Evelyn is right. Don’t make it worse than it already is. Let's talk about this calmly. And trust me, Lucas was amazing. He defended himself and

  • I Am Their Mother: Rebirth Of The Wicked Stepmother    [82] Gloria’s Fear

    Back at the mansion, the air felt different the moment Jade stepped inside. It was heavy, thick, and suffocating, like the walls themselves had already sensed what was about to unfold and were bracing for it. Conversations died the second he crossed the threshold. Even the faint clinking of cutlery had stopped, leaving behind a silence that felt unnatural, stretched too tight, like something would snap if anyone dared to speak too loudly. Jade didn’t remove his coat. Didn’t loosen his tie. Didn’t acknowledge anyone at the dining table, not his brothers, not their wives, not the relatives who had moments ago been talking so freely. He didn’t even look at them. And somehow, that was worse. Because his presence alone was enough to command attention. “Lucas.” His voice cut through the silence smoothly. The kind of calm that made people uneasy. Lucas, who had been standing stiffly near him, immediately straightened. For a brief second, he hesitated, not because he was afraid of Ja

  • I Am Their Mother: Rebirth Of The Wicked Stepmother    [81] Promise Of Danger

    The maid’s lips parted, but no sound came out. Tears pooled in her eyes, her hands clutching at her clothes like she could hold herself together. Clara tilted her head slightly. “Hm,” she hummed, almost thoughtfully. “Maybe you need help remembering.” The maid’s eyes widened. “Wait—” But Clara had already moved her hand. She tipped the cup, letting the hot coffee pour over the girl’s arm and shoulder. The scream that followed was immediate. It was sharp, piercing, and uncontrolled. "AAAAHHHH!!!" The maid recoiled violently, clutching herself as the heat burned through her skin, her body curling inward as she sobbed. “Please! Please—! Madam... Please!” Clara didn’t react or step back. She simply crouched slightly, bringing herself closer to eye level. “Did you drug me?” she asked again. “Yes!” the maid cried instantly, her voice breaking. “Yes, I did! I did!” “Good,” Clara said quietly. “See? That wasn’t so hard.” The maid sobbed harder, her body shaking. “Why?” Clara as

  • I Am Their Mother: Rebirth Of The Wicked Stepmother    [80] Did You Drug Me?

    Clara’s eyes narrowed slowly, the question forming before she even realized she was asking it. “…Where are they?” She started looking around for them as she called out to them. But there was no answer. Her heart instantly sank, a sickening feeling creeping in her throat. A sound came from her left. It was soft, like someone trying not to be noticed. Clara’s head snapped toward it. A maid stood there, half-hidden near the doorway, her hands trembling so badly they gave her away before anything else could. And the moment their eyes met. The girl screamed un shocked as fear paralyzed her. It wasn't a startled breath or a gasp. It was a full, raw, terrified scream that tore out of her throat as she had just seen something impossible. She stumbled backward, her heel catching against the edge of the rug, and she went down hard, her body hitting the floor with a dull thud as she scrambled away on her hands, shaking so violently she could barely move. Clara blinked once slowly and

  • I Am Their Mother: Rebirth Of The Wicked Stepmother    [79] Drowning Dream

    The darkness in Clara’s mind was not empty but loud. Not just noise but chaos. It was fractured, relentless, and invasive. It didn’t give her space to think, nor did it allow her to breathe. It pressed in from every direction, crowding her thoughts with memories that refused to stay still. They flickered too fast to grasp. One second... laughter. Real, bright, and reckless laughter. The kind that came from nights that blurred into mornings, from stages drenched in light and adrenaline. Her friends surrounded her, their faces familiar yet distant, as if she were seeing them through glass. Someone was shouting over the music. Someone else was singing off-key just to make her laugh. Then... “You’re going too far, Clara.” The voice cut through everything. It was sharp, familiar, and full of disapproval. The scene twisted before she could respond. “You never listen.” Another voice, colder this time. It was filled with tiredness and disappointment. Her chest tightened. Bu

  • I Am Their Mother: Rebirth Of The Wicked Stepmother    [78] My Kids Will Not Eat That

    Connor made sure the children sat beside him. Close and within reach. A quiet shield. But it wasn’t enough. Because the moment everyone settled... Kate leaned back in her chair, a slow, mocking smile spreading across her face, her eyes flicking toward them with something cruel and amused. Despite being the same age as Lucas, she was nothing but a volcano of trouble. “Well, look who finally decided to show up,” she said lightly. “The crybabies.” A few children snickered immediately. “Yeah,” another chimed in. “They looked like they were going to faint earlier.” Lucas’s hands clenched under the table. “Stop it,” he said quietly. But that only made them laugh more. “Ohhh, he’s angry,” Kate mocked, leaning forward slightly. “Careful, or he’ll talk back again.” A few adults chuckled softly and dismissively. Connor’s expression darkened. "Why am I not surprised? Like children like their parents. So vulgar and ill-mannered." He paused and looked at Lucas before sayi

  • I Am Their Mother: Rebirth Of The Wicked Stepmother    [26] Sleepless Night

    The night had long since settled into silence, not the gentle, forgiving kind that eases the mind into rest, not the soft hush that wraps around a person like a lullaby until even the most stubborn thoughts dissolve, but something far heavier, far more suffocating, a stillness that stretched endless

  • I Am Their Mother: Rebirth Of The Wicked Stepmother    [20] No One Messes With Her Kids

    The atmosphere inside the mall had shifted so completely that it was almost unrecognizable. It drew eyes from every direction and wrapped the entire space in a suffocating kind of attention. What had started as a simple confrontation had turned into a spectacle, and at the center of it stood Clar

  • I Am Their Mother: Rebirth Of The Wicked Stepmother    [19] This Is My Parent's Mall

    But then... A sudden sharp cry shattered the peaceful moment. “Waaah! Waaahh!! Waaahh!!!” Clara froze instantly. Her heart dropped violently in her chest as cold fear shot through her body like lightning. She knew that cry. That was Sophie. Her head snapped toward the sound, and the moment h

  • I Am Their Mother: Rebirth Of The Wicked Stepmother    [18] Shopping

    Meanwhile, the mall was alive with a vibrant, almost intoxicating energy. Lively music drifted through the open spaces from different shops, blending with the constant hum of conversation, the cheerful laughter of children, and the occasional chime of glass doors opening and closing as customers

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