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182 Facing the Truth

Author: FancyZ
last update Last Updated: 2025-04-01 15:20:30

Inside the bus, Lydia looked out the window silently as it passed by her former talent agency, the bright sunlight outside unable to penetrate the gloom she felt within. The posters outside the agency had already been replaced with new faces, which Lydia found bitterly ironic.

After years of struggle, no one cared about her anymore. Her efforts had meant nothing in the end. She briefly shaded her eyes from the harsh sunlight, feeling a sudden pang of envy towards Adela. No wonder people resented her—her luck was simply too good. Adela had everything Lydia had always dreamed of: people who genuinely cared for her. Lydia couldn't help but envy that.

She blocked the harsh sunlight with her hand, reflecting sadly on how some dreams were only achievable in one's own mind.

Adela returned to her quiet home, unused to the stale atmosphere after half-covering her nose. The house felt lifeless after being empty for so long. Herbie had woken up, and Adela was back home briefly to gather some nec
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  • Reclaiming His Runaway Baby Mama   244 Jealousy

    Layson’s expression didn’t change. He raised an eyebrow at Dexter and gave a half-smile. “Looks like you didn’t waste those years at school.”Dexter gave a snort in reply.Layson didn’t bother with him anymore. He turned his head toward Adela, locking eyes with her dark, expressive gaze. He reached out and gently tilted her chin up, pulling her closer. “You looked like you were really enjoying the story. Why so quiet all of a sudden, hmm?”Adela glared at him but didn’t say a word. She turned her head to avoid his gaze.Layson’s hand slipped away from her chin. He leaned in close to her ear, his breath warm against her skin. His voice was low and teasing. “Tell me... are you jealous?”Her heart skipped a beat. He was so close, and the scent of his body wash surrounded her—it made her flustered in spite of herself.She quickly pushed him away, trying to keep her expression neutral, but the blush on the tips of her ears gave her away.“You wish,” she said flatly.Dexter frowned, watchin

  • Reclaiming His Runaway Baby Mama   243 Your Friend’s a Jerk

    Adela held the cup in both hands, staring at the faint patterns forming on the surface of the tea. Her brows softened as she quietly gathered her thoughts. After a moment, she looked up with a faint smile in her eyes.“You came by because of those news stories, didn’t you?”Dexter cleared his throat, trying to cover his awkwardness.“I mean, I did come back with a friend, but yeah, that trending post has been up for way too long. It felt off, so I thought I’d check on you.”Adela took a small sip from her cup, her tone steady.“Layson went abroad. I’ll wait for him to come back.”She didn’t say whether things were good or bad—truth was, she wasn’t sure herself.She thought for a second, then stood up and gave Dexter a polite smile.“Sit down, I’ll throw something together in the kitchen. Won’t take long.”Dexter was just about to stop her when a door swung open. His gaze followed Adela’s—and he froze. His brother was back?The man Adela had missed so badly suddenly stood before her. H

  • Reclaiming His Runaway Baby Mama   242 The Price

    Layson really did want to know how Adela and Carl Rodriguez got acquainted. It wasn’t something he was going to ask her directly, but now that Gina was offering to spill, it intrigued him.Dancing a formal waltz with a woman was no big deal for him. After all, he’d been in the business world long enough to know etiquette.He didn’t take this girl seriously, but still, some lines had to be made clear.Layson lifted his cool, unreadable gaze, looking straight at the girl who was trying her best to act composed. His voice was cold and steady: “Are you sure you understand the price of one dance?”Gina didn’t get it, but Jason—her uncle—sure did. His face changed instantly. He grabbed her arm and tried to stop her. “Gina, you’re young and beautiful. There are plenty of great men out there. You don’t need to fixate on him.”Jason was a seasoned businessman. He knew better than most how ruthless and calculated men like Layson could be. If he’d reached the top, it wasn’t because of charm—it w

  • Reclaiming His Runaway Baby Mama   241 Breakup

    Because of that one photo, Adela lost all interest in buying a gift. She stood up, deciding to head back to the office.Cici tried a few times to make conversation and lift the mood, but Adela was totally lost in her own world.Back at work, the subtle stares started again. People were whispering, and Adela could catch bits and pieces—stuff about Layson’s “new girlfriend.”Cici was about to speak up and shut them down, but Adela stopped her with a slight shake of the head. The sadness in her eyes had been replaced with something colder, more resolved.The second they stepped into the office, the chatter stopped cold. It didn’t take a genius to guess what everyone had been gossiping about.Marah looked straight at her, eyes full of spite and smugness. Cici shot her a glare, totally fed up with her fake attitude.Nobody really got any work done that afternoon. Everyone was waiting—wondering who would speak up first. Layson? Or Adela?Some people even formed little private group chats, b

  • Reclaiming His Runaway Baby Mama   240 The Photo

    Adela was a little tempted by the idea of giving Layson a gift. “He doesn’t need anything… What would I even give him?”Cici rolled her eyes. “It’s not about what the gift is, it’s about who is giving it! Guys need to be sweet-talked sometimes. Trust me, I know what I’m talking about.”Seeing how confidently she spoke, Adela was almost convinced.“Wait—you said you don’t have a boyfriend. How do you know so much?”Another eye roll from Cici. “Please. I’ve watched enough TV dramas. And every time my parents fight, my dad always wins my mom over with a gift.”“Oh…” Adela looked a little envious. “So your dad’s the one making it up to your mom. But me…”The air turned awkward.Cici cleared her throat. “Hey, whatever works, right? Don’t overthink it. I’ll go with you at lunch. You pick something nice and give it to him tonight—easy fix.”As soon as lunch break hit, the two headed to the biggest mall in the city. Adela was still debating what kind of gift would be best.After grabbing a bi

  • Reclaiming His Runaway Baby Mama   239 Cheer Him Up

    The phone was quiet for a few seconds. Just as Barnes thought Layson might hang up, Layson finally said calmly, “Let her stay at the apartment. You head back.”After hanging up, Layson dialed Diana.“Mom, Adela’s not in the best mood right now, so she’s staying at the apartment. I’m flying abroad in the morning—no need to wait up for us tonight.”Diana wanted to say something to get Adela to come home, but hearing that, she chose not to push.“You two just take care of yourselves, don’t let anyone else interfere.”And by “anyone,” she obviously meant Marah.Layson smiled faintly. “I know, don’t worry.”After he hung up, he lit a cigarette. Smoke curled in the air, veiling the cold detachment in his eyes.Barely fifteen minutes later, Barnes knocked and opened the door. “Sir, are you heading back to the apartment tonight?”Layson, cigarette between his fingers, tapped the ashtray lightly. His expression was as composed as ever—but something darker lingered behind his cold gaze.“Is my

  • Reclaiming His Runaway Baby Mama   238 The Argument

    Layson looked at Adela sitting across from him—fresh from a shower, cheeks still flushed pink. Her eyes burned with a bright, piercing light—he couldn’t tell if it was from anger or confusion.Her thick, dark hair hung loosely over her shoulders, the ends softly curled. She looked effortlessly beautiful in her loungewear—there was something so cozy and real about her like this.Layson always knew she was stunning. That’s what drew him to her in the first place. But it wasn’t just her looks. It was her passion, the way her eyes lit up when she talked about jewelry design. She had a fire in her that was rare.He especially liked those quiet nights in the study, when she curled up in his lap and excitedly pointed out the elements of her designs, explaining her inspiration. The joy she radiated when he praised her ideas was irresistible.And this afternoon—watching her speak so animatedly to Carl Rodriguez about her design, her face glowing, the way Carl looked at her like he was entrance

  • Reclaiming His Runaway Baby Mama   237 Confrontation

    Adela watched Carl Rodriguez study the designs so seriously that she felt bad interrupting. She just quietly sipped two glasses of juice while waiting.Carl chuckled as he looked over the pages. “Not a coffee fan? I noticed you always order juice.”Her expression tensed slightly. “Yeah, not really into coffee.”That wasn’t true—she actually liked coffee. But now that she was pregnant, she’d intentionally switched to juice.She was still conflicted about the baby.Letting out a quiet sigh, Adela turned her gaze to the window, zoning out again.After nearly an hour, Carl finally nodded. “I’m impressed. Let’s go with this design.”Adela looked up at him, completely confused. You made me wait a whole hour just to say that?“If you’re satisfied, then we’ll move forward,” she said calmly. “The final payment can be sent to the same account as before. If that’s all, I’ll be heading out.”Just as she was about to stand up, Carl unexpectedly placed his hand on hers. His fingers were warm and sm

  • Reclaiming His Runaway Baby Mama   236 The Meeting

    Adela was resting her chin on her hands, staring blankly at the design on her screen, her mind still stuck on what Layson said that morning.She couldn’t help wondering—how much did he know?Did he already know about what Marah tried to do to her?Last night, when he had her bowl taken away so suddenly, she didn’t think much of it. But looking back now, it felt completely out of character for him.Layson was someone who grew up in privilege. He had that natural aloofness, elegant and refined. Ever since taking over the company, he became even more calm and composed. Publicly embarrassing someone? Definitely not his style—unless someone touched his bottom line.Did he even have one?Was it... the child she was carrying?As she was spacing out, her phone lit up. A call from an unfamiliar number.She picked up, and a lazy, low-pitched male voice came through, smooth and teasing, “Adela, I’d like to see the design in advance.”There were still two days until the deadline, and Adela had al

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