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Chapter 135 – The Ghost Named Amelia
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Stepdaughter by Day, Wife by Night Chapter 136 – The Westbrook Confrontation
LENAThe message wouldn’t stop replaying in my head. That photo — Roman in the lobby of the Westbrook Hotel, timestamped just an hour before dawn — felt like a knife twisting slowly in my chest.He had told me he was handling things. That I should trust him. That everything he did was to protect me and the kids. But if that was true, why was he meeting her there?Why was he lying to me?By the time the sun came up, I had already made up my mind.I wasn’t the kind of woman who waited in silence anymore. Not after everything I’d been through. Not after all the times I had been told to sit still, to let someone else fix it.No. Not this time.I dressed quietly, choosing something simple — black jeans, a cream sweater, and my hair tied back. I slipped my phone into my bag, kissed Isabella on the forehead as she played in her room, and whispered to the nanny that I’d be out for a few hours.I told myself I wasn’t going there to start a fight. I just needed the truth.The drive to the Westb
Stepdaughter by Day, Wife by Night Chapter 135 – The Ghost Named Amelia
LENAI couldn’t stop staring at the photograph.It lay on the kitchen counter, the edges slightly curled, my face frozen in that unguarded moment — hair tied up, holding a cup of tea, standing by the living room window. I looked so normal. So unaware.And that handwriting—those precise, looping letters—felt deliberate. Personal.I wonder if he’s told you everything yet.My hands shook slightly as I folded the note back into the envelope. Every instinct in me screamed to call Roman, but something held me back. I didn’t want to sound paranoid, and I didn’t want him to think I was spying on him either. But most of all, I wanted to see how he would react when I showed him this.Because if Roman Wolfe was hiding something… I needed to see it in his eyes.By the time he got home that evening, my nerves were strung so tight I could barely sit still. I’d put the envelope on the counter exactly where he’d see it. I didn’t say a word when he walked in — I just watched him, quiet, waiting.He no
Stepdaughter by Day, Wife by Night Chapter 134 – The Message
LENAThe hum of the jet engines was low and steady, but my heart was not. I couldn’t stop glancing at Roman beside me, his expression hardening every time he looked at his phone. I pretended to adjust the blanket over the twins, pretending I didn’t notice, pretending everything was still soft and peaceful like before. But I could feel it—something had shifted.Roman never got that look unless it was serious.When he finally slipped his phone back into his jacket pocket, I whispered, “Was that about work?”He looked at me quickly, too quickly. “Yeah. Just business.”He kissed the top of my head like he always did when he wanted to soothe me. But his hand—his hand was clenched. I felt the tension roll off him like static electricity.“Business doesn’t usually make your jaw tighten like that,” I said quietly.His lips twitched into something that wasn’t quite a smile. “You’ve been watching me too closely.”“Always,” I said softly, trying to tease him, to lighten the air between us.He ch
Stepdaughter by Day, Wife by Night Chapter 133 – Lena Wants Another Baby
LENAThe sound of the ocean was softer in the morning, like it didn’t want to wake the world just yet. The waves whispered against the sand, the salty breeze slipping through the open balcony doors of our beach villa. I sat on the lounge chair with a blanket draped around me, sipping my coffee while watching Roman and Isabella build a sandcastle below.Roman looked too good for someone who claimed he wasn’t a morning person. His hair was messy, his white shirt was rolled up at the sleeves, and he had that lazy half-smile he always wore when he was with the kids. Isabella’s giggles carried all the way up to me, and every sound of it made my chest swell.The twins were still asleep inside. They were only a few months old and already ruled our lives like tiny kings. Roman and I barely slept, but somehow, this—watching him like that, our daughter laughing in the sunlight—made everything worth it.He glanced up at me and caught me staring. Of course he did. Roman Wolfe never missed anythin
Stepdaughter by Day, Wife by Night Chapter 132 - Family Vacation Scene
LENA When Roman said we needed to “get away for a while,” I didn’t realize he meant literally vanish off the grid. Within forty-eight hours, he’d cleared his schedule, packed up our family, and loaded us onto his private jet bound for the Maldives. No business calls. No bodyguards, except for one discreet presence in the background. Just us. Part of me wanted to argue—to demand he tell me what that mysterious phone call was really about—but the exhaustion from giving birth, nursing the twins, and managing Isabella’s nonstop curiosity had dulled the fight in me. I figured, if this was Roman’s way of protecting us, maybe I could let him play hero for just a little while. And, God, it felt good to breathe again. The island looked like something out of a dream—white sand, turquoise water that shimmered under the morning sun, palm trees swaying lazily in the breeze. The villa Roman had rented sat right above the lagoon, with glass floors where you could watch the fish glide beneath you
Stepdaughter by Day, Wife by Night Chapter 131 - Emotional Father-Daughter Moment
LENA The twins were asleep in their bassinets beside my hospital bed, soft coos filling the quiet room. The morning light crept in through the blinds, painting everything in gold. My body still ached, but there was this indescribable peace that came with the sound of their tiny breaths. I woke up to find Roman gone. For a second, panic bloomed in my chest, but then I heard his voice — low and warm — coming from just outside the door. It was Isabella. “Daddy, can I hold Ben again? Please?” she was saying in her small, eager voice. Roman chuckled softly, his tone gentle in a way that always melted me. “You held him twice already, little one. We have to let Mommy rest, remember?” “But I’ll be careful. I promise.” There was a pause, then the soft creak of the door opening. Isabella peeked in first, her messy braids swinging as she tiptoed closer. She looked so tiny next to the hospital bed, holding a teddy bear nearly her size. “Mommy, are you awake?” “I am,” I said, smiling at h
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