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Chapter 86

Penulis: Ann123
last update Terakhir Diperbarui: 2025-04-25 05:31:34

CARLOS’ POV

The sun is too damn bright.

I squint as I step out of the car, watching Lina prance ahead of me toward the massive baby boutique like she’s heading into a candy store. Her heels click confidently on the pavement and her hand waves behind her as if to say come on, slowpoke. I catch up because I have to—not because I want to.

Truth is, I feel like I’ve been dragged here. Like a leash has been tied around my neck, pulling me along with every smile, every “Carlos, this’ll be fun,”

As the glass doors slide open, I hear the sound of lullabies inside the store. Everything is shiny. Expensive. The kind of place where cashmere blankets are folded like art and cribs cost more than some people’s rent.

“Isn’t it beautiful?” Lina’s voice is sugar. She spins on her heel and takes my hand, tugging me forward. “I’ve been dying to come here.”

I give her a faint smile. “Isn’t it a little early to be shopping?”

She waves me off. “It’s never too early. We’re gonna be parents, Carlos! We nee
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  • Pregnant and Divorced: My Ex Husband Wants Me Back    Chapter 121

    CARLOS’ POVI double her security. Triple mine.It’s not paranoia—it’s survival. As soon as I saw those messages last night, when they said they had their eyes on Emily, something in me snapped. I can’t let Emily and our baby get hurt. I have to protect her. And if it means employing a thousand men then I’d do it in a heart beat.When Sarah calls me this morning, her voice is tight, rushed, like she’s trying to breathe through a storm. "Sir Carlos, you need to see this. The press—they’re everywhere. Practically tearing down the front doors."My fingers tighten around my phone. I stare at the gray skyline from my window, clenching my jaw "How bad is it?""It’s bad." She sighs "Really bad. They’re quoting something like a 1997 whistleblower case .The man who died in that accident thingy—everyone’s saying it wasn’t an accident."Of course, they are. Of course, they found out.This must be all part of Marcelo’s plan. I have no idea how he and Lina did it but they’ve managed to get proof f

  • Pregnant and Divorced: My Ex Husband Wants Me Back    Chapter 120

    CARLOS’ POVDaniel and I are in his house, in his office, working on who Lina might be setting us up with. My back aches from sitting in this damned chair for too long, but I can’t stop. Not when I feel like we’re so close to something. My laptop screen reflects off my glasses—half a dozen tabs open, all useless. Marcelo. Marcelo. Marcelo. Every search turns up next to nothing, like the man doesn’t exist. No photos. No address. No criminal record. Nothing solid. Not even on the dark web.But ghosts leave fingerprints.I rub my temple with one hand and reach for my phone with the other. I promised Emily I’d be home earlier, but there’s no way I’m leaving now. Not until we crack something open.Me: “Not coming home tonight. Still digging. Might be something big.”It doesn’t take long before she answers me. Emily: “Be careful. I love you.”Me: “I love you too. Miss you already.”Emily: “Come back safe.”God, I miss her voice. I miss her warmth. I miss the way she looks at me like I’m st

  • Pregnant and Divorced: My Ex Husband Wants Me Back    Chapter 119

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  • Pregnant and Divorced: My Ex Husband Wants Me Back    Chapter 118

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  • Pregnant and Divorced: My Ex Husband Wants Me Back    Chapter 117

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  • Pregnant and Divorced: My Ex Husband Wants Me Back    Chapter 116

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  • Pregnant and Divorced: My Ex Husband Wants Me Back    Chapter 115

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  • Pregnant and Divorced: My Ex Husband Wants Me Back    Chapter 114

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