ANMELDENTeilen
CHAPTER 3
Veröffentlichungsdatum:
06.10.2026 23:58:38
Aktuellstes Kapitel
MARRIED TO MY MOTHER’S KILLER HOME
The delivery room seemed to move around Avaline without waiting for her. Nurses came and went, monitors continued their steady rhythm, and Dr. Carter remained close as the contractions became stronger and more frequent. Avaline gripped Eliam’s hand so tightly that his fingers had gone numb, but he never tried to pull away. “You’re doing well,” he whispered. Avaline opened her eyes and gave him a tired look. “If you tell me that one more time, I might actually hurt you.” He smiled despite the fear tightening his chest. “Understood.” Another contraction came, and her expression changed immediately as she focused on breathing through it. Dr. Carter checked the monitor and nodded. “The baby is tolerating labor beautifully.” Eliam looked at the screen, then back at Avaline. “You hear that?” Avaline breathed out slowly. “I hear everything.”Outside the room, Gabriella sat beside Eleanor with her stuffed rabbit tucked underneath one arm. She had asked the same question so many times that Ele
MARRIED TO MY MOTHER’S KILLER CHAPTER 4
Several weeks passed after the appointment with Dr. Carter, and Avaline’s pregnancy moved steadily into its final stage. Her checkups remained reassuring, the baby continued to grow normally, and there had been no return of the bleeding or complications that had frightened them earlier. Dr. Carter had made one thing clear at every visit: Avaline was doing well, but she was no longer at the stage where she could push through exhaustion and ignore every warning from her body. The hospital bag was packed and kept beside the bedroom door, the nursery was ready, and Gabriella had taken personal responsibility for checking both every morning. Avaline had also reached the point where she could no longer spend entire days at the Family Learning Initiative, so she made the decision herself to hand daily operations to her director while remaining involved in major decisions. She did not feel as though she was stepping away from the work; she felt as though she was finally trusting the people sh
MARRIED TO MY MOTHER’S KILLER CHAPTER 3
Dr. Carter’s office was unusually quiet when Avaline and Eliam arrived the next morning. Gabriella had insisted on coming, so she sat between them in the waiting area with a children’s book on her lap, occasionally looking up whenever a nurse passed. Eliam checked the time for the third time, and Avaline noticed immediately. “Stop.” He looked at her innocently. “I’m not doing anything.” “You’re checking the clock.” “Because we’re waiting.” She reached for his hand and squeezed it. “Whatever she wants to check, we’ll deal with it.” He nodded, but his fingers tightened around hers. When the nurse finally called Avaline’s name, Eliam stood immediately, and Gabriella jumped up as well. “I’m coming.” The nurse smiled. “All three of you can come in.” Gabriella looked pleased. “I told you.”Dr. Carter greeted them warmly, but Avaline noticed the seriousness in her expression. “Before we do anything, I want you to know there’s no reason to panic,” she said. Eliam’s shoulders relaxed slightly.
MARRIED TO MY MOTHER’S KILLER CHAPTER 2
The next morning, Avaline found Eliam already awake at the kitchen island, two cups of coffee beside him and a sheet of paper spread between them. She stopped in the doorway. “What’s that?” He looked up. “The list.” “What list?” “Baby names.” She laughed softly. “You started without me?” “I was preparing.” She walked over and picked up the paper. There were only four names written on it. “That’s your preparation?” “I eliminated the bad ones.” She looked at him. “And who decided they’re bad?” “Me.” “Of course.” She sat opposite him and took the pen. “Move.” He slid the paper toward her. “Your turn.” For the next twenty minutes, they argued over names, rejected each other’s choices, and laughed when Gabriella woke up and immediately added “Princess Purple” to the list. Eventually, Avaline wrote one name down and stopped. Eliam read it, then looked at her. Neither spoke for a few seconds. “I like it,” he said. Avaline smiled. “Me too.” Gabriella leaned across the table. “Is that the baby
MARRIED TO MY MOTHER’S KILLER THE FAMILY WE BUILT
The first thing Avaline noticed the next morning was the smell of pancakes. The second was the sound of Gabriella arguing with someone downstairs. “Daddy, you put too much sugar.” “I did not.” “You did.” “How would you know?” “Because I watched you.” Avaline smiled before she even opened her eyes. She slowly sat up, one hand resting over her stomach, and listened to their voices drifting through the house. Months ago, she would have woken to silence and immediately wondered what had gone wrong. Now she woke to arguments about pancakes. Somehow, she preferred this kind of chaos. When she reached the kitchen, Gabriella was standing on a chair with her arms folded while Eliam attempted to flip a pancake in a pan. The pancake landed badly. Gabriella stared at it. “That one is broken.” Eliam looked at his creation. “It’s still food.” “It doesn’t look like food.” Avaline laughed. Both turned toward her. “Good morning,” Eliam said. “You were supposed to be asleep.” “I was. Your daughter woke
MARRIED TO MY MOTHER’S KILLER CHAPTER 4
The next morning, Avaline woke to the sound of something crashing downstairs. She sat up immediately, one hand covering her stomach, but before she could call out, Gabriella’s voice rang through the house. “I’m okay!” Avaline closed her eyes and laughed. “Of course you are.” When she reached the kitchen, she found Gabriella standing in the middle of a disaster, surrounded by ribbons, wrapping paper, and a small wooden box. Eliam stood behind the kitchen island with his arms folded, looking like a billionaire who had just lost a battle against a four-year-old. “She said she needed to prepare something for the baby,” he explained. Gabriella held up a tiny purple blanket. “I picked this one.” Avaline took it from her and smiled. “It’s beautiful.” “I made Eliam help me choose it.” Gabriella pointed at him accusingly. “He wanted blue.” “I was outvoted,” Eliam said. “Poor Eliam,” Avaline teased. “No sympathy?” “None.” Gabriella carefully placed the blanket inside the wooden box. “This is th
Das könnte dir auch gefallen
HIS REGRET (Ex-Husband wants Me Back)
Major_Canis1.9M AufrufeOne Night With Mr Billionaire
Sun girl813.4K AufrufeThe Divorced Billionaire Heiress
I Wanna Eat Meat16.3M AufrufeHIRED AS A BILLIONAIRE'S WIFE
Rossy693.9K AufrufeReincarnated as My Husband's Buried Wife
Poison Ivy127 AufrufeCLAIMED BY THE RUTHLESS BILLIONAIRE
Cynnie omah217 AufrufeTHE WIFE HE CHOSE FOR REVENGE
Tosin Evermoon 137 AufrufeToo Late To Win Me Back, Mr.Blackwell.
Faiza109 Aufrufe
