แชร์

Chapter 235

ผู้เขียน: Author Marr
last update วันที่เผยแพร่: 2026-08-10 09:45:27

I was still sitting on the small balcony of my room, chewing a chocolate cake that was still warm. The ganache layer melted on my tongue, the sweetness sharp, exactly the way I liked it.

Beside me was another plate with macarons, slices of cheesecake, and a bowl of vanilla ice cream that had already started to melt a little. The servants always prepared sweet snacks every afternoon. I never refused.

Every bite made me feel relieved. The old stress seemed to dissolve with the sugar. I stared at
อ่านหนังสือเล่มนี้ต่อได้ฟรี
สแกนรหัสเพื่อดาวน์โหลดแอป
บทที่ถูกล็อก

บทล่าสุด

  • The Plus-Size Girl Claimed by 3 Daddies   Chapter 236

    Clara's Pov.I couldn't take it anymore.The word "wife" kept spinning in my head like a knife stabbing over and over. I stood up from the edge of the bed, my steps unsteady, chest tight. On the small table near the window was a crystal glass filled with water. My hand trembled when I reached for it.I threw it to the floor.A hard crash. Shards scattered. I knelt among the pieces, breathing hard. Tears finally poured out heavily. No one truly loved me. Leon discarded me. Ethan died because of me.Ana took my place. And now Lucien, Damien, Tristan—the men I gave my body to, the ones I let fatten and use me every night—turned out to already have wives.I was trash.I reached for one of the sharp glass shards. The pain in my palm felt hot and wet. Blood started dripping onto the wooden floor. I stared at it with empty eyes."I don't want to live anymore, no one loves me. Everyone treats me like trash," I said.The sting spread from my hand to my arm. My head felt light. I sat down on th

  • The Plus-Size Girl Claimed by 3 Daddies   Chapter 235

    I was still sitting on the small balcony of my room, chewing a chocolate cake that was still warm. The ganache layer melted on my tongue, the sweetness sharp, exactly the way I liked it.Beside me was another plate with macarons, slices of cheesecake, and a bowl of vanilla ice cream that had already started to melt a little. The servants always prepared sweet snacks every afternoon. I never refused.Every bite made me feel relieved. The old stress seemed to dissolve with the sugar. I stared at the quiet garden below, then stood and walked back into the room. The large mirror on the wall was waiting for me.I stood in front of it.The old Clara was gone.The face that used to be praised as pretty was now rounded. Full cheeks, a double chin starting to show clearly. The neck that used to be slender now looked shorter because of the fat.The breasts that used to be sexy were now much bigger and heavier, almost spilling out of a bra size that had already been changed twice. My stomach sag

  • The Plus-Size Girl Claimed by 3 Daddies   Chalpter 234

    Author's Pov.In London, a thin drizzle wet the windows of Leon Harrington's study.The desk lamp glowed dimly, lighting a stack of documents that had gone untouched since morning.Leon sat in his expensive leather chair, fingers laced in front of his mouth, empty gaze fixed on an old photo in the corner of the desk. The photo showed little Clara smiling beside him, a nine-year-old girl with missing teeth and always messy curly hair.It had been more than a month with no news.Leon had tried every way. He contacted the British embassy in Rome. He hired two private agents who supposedly specialized in tracking missing people in Southern Europe.He even asked for help from an old acquaintance at Interpol, though unofficially. Everything ended with the same answer: no trace. Clara Harrington seemed to have vanished after arriving in Italy.The study door opened slowly. Ana entered carrying a small tray with a cup of black coffee and a plate of biscuits her husband would not touch. The wo

  • The Plus-Size Girl Claimed by 3 Daddies   Chapter 233

    One month passed just like that.I no longer counted the days. In this grand Voss mansion, time seemed to stop.Every morning the servants woke me, bathed me, then prepared loose clothes because my body had already changed.Every noon and night the dining table was full of rich dishes, creamy pasta, fatty roasted meat, cheese, bread, cakes, ice cream.I was ordered to eat. Not just eat, but finish everything. Lucien, Damien, and Tristan always made sure my plate was empty before they allowed me to stand.I had gotten fat.When I first arrived, I already looked chubby. The stress in London made me turn to food, chocolate, chips, midnight pizza.My waist was no longer slim, my thighs already rubbed against each other, my stomach already slightly sticking out. I used to often insult Ana.Now, after one month of being forced to eat nonstop, I was almost as fat as Ana.My breasts had grown bigger, my ass had widened, my stomach already clearly sagged over my underwear. The upper parts of m

  • The Plus-Size Girl Claimed by 3 Daddies   Chapter 232

    I finished breakfast calmly. The eggs, toast, and a glass of fresh orange juice tasted far better than anything I had ever eaten at Leon's house in London. When Lucien nodded, I stood up. The phone I had pushed back onto the table earlier was still lying there.I picked it up.Without saying anything, I walked to the large window overlooking the mansion's back garden.I opened the window, then with a quick motion threw the phone outside. A cracking sound was heard as the device hit the stones below. Then I asked the servant to bring me a lighter and a little kerosene.On the small balcony outside the room, I poured the oil over the remains of the already smashed phone, then lit it. Orange flames rose, burning the metal and plastic until only black ash remained.I stood there for a while, watching the fire slowly die out.Inside my head, Leon Harrington's face appeared clearly, the man who used to spoil me, who bought me everything I wanted, dolls, clothes, vacations to Paris, even unl

  • The Plus-Size Girl Claimed by 3 Daddies   Chapter 231

    The sun was already high when I woke up.My body ached everywhere. My wrists were still red from the rope marks, my inner thighs covered in small bruises, and between my legs felt wet and sore. But strangely, I was smiling.The bedroom door opened slowly. A maid in her forties entered carrying a tray and a thick towel. She didn't say much, just helped me up from the messy bed."You're told to bathe and get ready. Breakfast is waiting."I obeyed. In the spacious bathroom, the maid bathed me carefully. Warm water flowed over my body, covered in bite marks and fingerprints. She washed my hair, gently rubbed the sore spots, then dried me with a soft towel. After that, she dressed me in clothes that had been prepared, a long white dress made of thin silk, simple in cut but expensive, with black lace underwear beneath. My hair was left damp and loose.When I entered the dining room, the three Voss brothers were already seated. Elias was not there. Lucien at the head of the table, Damien on

  • The Plus-Size Girl Claimed by 3 Daddies   Chapter 6

    I fell silent.Marriage. I'd never imagined getting married, especially not to a man as rich and as mysterious as Mr. Leon. I was just a plain, fat girl who spent her life cleaning up other people's dirt."Why me?" I asked.Mr. Leon was still crouching in front of me, his eyes staring at me without

  • The Plus-Size Girl Claimed by 3 Daddies   Chapter 5

    Two days passed.I tried to avoid Mr. Leon and his guests. I worked harder than usual. I cleaned every corner of the mansion, washed Clara's clothes until they smelled fresh, and even swept parts of the yard I had never touched before. I hoped that if I worked hard enough, everything would go back

  • The Plus-Size Girl Claimed by 3 Daddies   Chapter 2

    I let out a long sigh. Clara's orders were absolute. If I didn't come, she'd get angry. I already knew how terrible her anger could be. Things could go flying, her words could cut sharper than knives, and I could get thrown out of this mansion. So I walked through the mansion's long corridors. Exp

  • The Plus-Size Girl Claimed by 3 Daddies   Chapter 1

    Ana's Pov.I sat on one of the wooden pews in this church. My hands tightly gripped the edge of my dress until the fabric wrinkled. My boyfriend, Max, stood there in his neat black suit. Beside him was Sasha, my best friend since the first day I arrived in this city two years ago. Sasha's stomach wa

บทอื่นๆ
สำรวจและอ่านนวนิยายดีๆ ได้ฟรี
เข้าถึงนวนิยายดีๆ จำนวนมากได้ฟรีบนแอป GoodNovel ดาวน์โหลดหนังสือที่คุณชอบและอ่านได้ทุกที่ทุกเวลา
อ่านหนังสือฟรีบนแอป
สแกนรหัสเพื่ออ่านบนแอป
DMCA.com Protection Status