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Author: Baby Nuella
last update Petsa ng paglalathala: 2025-08-20 14:56:50

CARLSON remained silent for what felt like an eternity. The weight of the truth pressed down on him, making it difficult to breathe. He sat there, staring at the glass in his hand, but his mind was miles away, years away.

Everything he had believed about his mother, about his past, had just been shattered. She hadn't been a victim of unfortunate circumstances, as he had always thought. She was the one who orchestrated it all.

His grip tightened around the glass until his knuckles turned white
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  • Warm My Bed, Little Pumpkin!   Appreciation

    THANK YOU, DEAR READER!Wow! You made it to the end of this journey with me, and I can't thank you enough. Your time, emotions, and support mean the world to me. Every read, every comment, every like, it all keeps me going.If this story touched you, made you laugh, cry, or feel something deep, please consider supporting me with gems, reviews and or sharing the book with others. It helps me grow and motivates me to keep creating more stories you'll love.Your support isn't just appreciated, it's everything.With love, Baby Nûella

  • Warm My Bed, Little Pumpkin!   Epilogue

    ……SEVEN YEARS LATER……THE sky was a sweet blue, scattered with wisps of cotton clouds, the sun not too harsh, just the perfect weather for a baby shower. The Escobar mansion had been transformed into a wonderland of white and gold décor. Soft jazz music floated in the air, the sound of laughter mingling with the gentle clinking of glasses. Round tables adorned with floral centerpieces dotted the manicured lawn, and shimmering white drapes flowed like silk in the soft wind. Every guest looked like they had stepped out of a designer magazine.At the center of it all stood the radiant couple— Oswald and Orlanda Escobar.Orlanda wore a long blush-pink off-shoulder gown, her hair flowing in soft curls around her glowing face. A delicate tiara sat on her head, her baby bump adding an extra charm to her silhouette. She laughed freely, resting one hand on her belly and the other entwined with Oswald's.Oswald, ever the striking figure, wore a custom-tailored white suit with a silk black shirt

  • Warm My Bed, Little Pumpkin!   307

    THE Escobar mansion shimmered in gold and ivory hues, the grand chandelier raining elegance over the long dining table being set with the finest cutlery and crystal glassware. Fresh flowers lined the center, and the mouthwatering aroma of roasted lamb, buttered vegetables, and delicate pastries floated through the air as uniformed chefs and servers made final adjustments.It was a rare and cherished evening, one the Escobar family hadn’t experienced in years. Not since the days when laughter once danced through these same halls.Lady Frances stood by the grand hallway, clasping her fingers in an unusual flurry of excitement. Her heart was fluttering, not because her beloved son was coming home for dinner, but because she was coming. The girl who had done what no therapy, no medicine, no luxury had ever been able to do— heal her son.“Everything looks perfect,” Frances murmured, adjusting a gold goblet slightly out of place. Then the front doors creaked open and her husband, Lord Dino

  • Warm My Bed, Little Pumpkin!   306

    THE office floor was alive with chatter that morning, but it wasn’t the usual talk about deadlines or client meetings. It was about Orlanda.She was everywhere, or rather, her story was. The photos from the villa unveiling had already made the rounds online, and the headlines were impossible to miss. Her name was on everyone’s lips.The women gathered in little clusters, their conversations laced with mixed emotions.“Honestly, I’m happy for her,” one young woman said, her voice sincere. “She has been through a lot. She deserves this happiness.”Another scoffed, crossing her arms. “Happy? Please. Some people just have all the luck. I have been here five years and—” she stopped herself but the bitterness in her tone lingered.Near the coffee station, an elderly woman spoke up, her voice firm but tinged with nostalgia. “She deserves all she gets now,” she said. “I knew her mother — Helena Lawn. Not too close, but close enough to know she was a good woman. What happened to her was trag

  • Warm My Bed, Little Pumpkin!   305

    OSWALD sat at the long mahogany dining table in his parents’ grand home, the warm glow from the chandelier casting golden highlights over polished silverware. Lady Frances was at the head of the table, her eyes sparkling with a rare kind of joy as she poured tea into his cup.“It has been too long since you visited like this,” she said, almost chiding, but her voice was soft with affection. She reached across to pat his hand. “I missed you, my son.”“I have been… busy,” Oswald replied with a small smile, his deep voice calm and measured, but the warmth in his eyes gave him away.Lord Dino, sitting opposite, leaned back in his chair and studied his son. “I see, busy with Orlanda.” His wife chuckled and Oswald scoffed.“Well you and Orlanda now, son. Is that your choice?”Oswald’s gaze didn’t waver. “Yes, Father. She is my choice. My only choice.”Lord Dino gave a slow nod, his stern features relaxing into approval. “So, no longer Queen?”Oswald’s jaw tightened slightly at the name,

  • Warm My Bed, Little Pumpkin!   304

    THE car rolled smoothly along winding country roads, trees arching overhead like a green cathedral. They had been driving for quite a while now, and Orlanda’s curiosity was nearly eating her alive. Every so often she would glance at Oswald, trying to read his expression, but he only offered that maddening half-smile that said he was enjoying keeping her in suspense.Finally, the road curved into a quiet bend, revealing a set of ornate wrought-iron gates. They were flanked by towering stone pillars, each crowned with lanterns that gleamed in the morning light. As the gates swung open, the car glided forward onto a cobblestone driveway that seemed to stretch forever.And then she saw it.A grand villa stood proudly at the end of the drive, all cream stone and sweeping terraces, its massive windows reflecting the sunlight like liquid gold. Beautiful gardens bloomed on either side, a fountain dancing in the center of a circular courtyard. It wasn’t just a house. It was a palace.Orlanda’s

  • Warm My Bed, Little Pumpkin!   143

    SEATED before the wide mirror in her luxurious bathroom, Queen gently wiped away her makeover, each stroke of the cotton pad erasing layers of confidence she had worn throughout the day. The lighting above cast a soft glow on her damp skin, and the faint scent of lavender from the bath lingered in

  • Warm My Bed, Little Pumpkin!   142

    THE black luxury sedan glided into the parking lot of Per Se, its polished surface gleaming under the soft glow of the morning lights. Inside the car, Oswald sat silently, his sharp gaze fixed ahead, his mind detached from the social expectations that awaited him. Nathan sat beside him, glancing be

  • Warm My Bed, Little Pumpkin!   141

    THE mini hall of the Per Se five-star restaurant exuded elegance, with crystal chandeliers casting a warm glow over the carefully arranged tables. Velvet chairs framed the space, and soft classical music drifted in the background. At one end of the hall, Mr. Wilberforce sat beside his daughter Quee

  • Warm My Bed, Little Pumpkin!   140

    ORLANDA winced as Nurse Margaret gently unwrapped the gauze from her wrist. The sting from the reopened wound pulsed beneath the old dressing, reminding her again of the sharp, deliberate cruelty Oswald had inflicted. Her wrist bore the faint red line, the knife mark carved carefully into her skin,

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