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A Baby At My Doorstep?
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2026-09-29 23:18:54
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Wife For Hire: I Became My Son's Fake Mother A Baby At My Doorstep?
OSCAR I was already thinking about the meeting waiting for me at the office when I reached the door of my apartment. Garvin and Liam were a few steps behind me, discussing something about a business deal that I had stopped listening to halfway through the conversation. I reached for the door handle and pushed the door forward, but my hand stopped when I noticed something sitting directly in front of my door. It was a basket. For a few seconds, I simply stared at it, trying to understand why anyone would leave a basket outside my private residence. The basket was covered with a soft white blanket, and there was something underneath it that moved slightly. A baby.My breath caught and my body stilled immediately. Why is a baby placed before my door?Liam walked closer and looked over my shoulder. His eyebrows rose when he saw the baby in the basket, and a small laugh escaped him. “Boss, did you order a baby?” He asked. “Should we check if there is a note saying
Wife For Hire: I Became My Son's Fake Mother Again, with the Love of My Life
TIFFANY “Tiffany?" Hazel called when she saw me standing by the car. “Come in, Grandpa's waiting for you. Steph called and said you had something important to tell us," she said and walked back into the mansion. I sighed and followed her into the living room. I stood in front of Grandpa with my arms folded tightly across my chest, trying to keep my breathing steady while his face became redder with every word I said. “You expect me to believe that Oscar Vance, of all people, was having an affair behind our backs?” Grandpa asked, his voice low but sharp enough to make the entire living room feel smaller. I swallowed and held his gaze. “I'm not asking you to believe me just because I said it. I have proof.” I reached into my bag and pulled out my phone, my fingers trembling slightly as I unlocked the screen. I had watched the video several times outside the gate, making sure every detail was clear enough to convince him. Stephanie had warned me that Grandpa would n
Wife For Hire: I Became My Son's Fake Mother Returning To Destroy My Engagement
TIFFANY "What?” I stared at her.“You heard me,” Stephanie didn't even blink. I looked down at Ocean. He was still asleep, completely unaware of the conversation happening above his head. "He's my son,” I stated, as if she had forgotten for a moment. “I know.” She shrugged her shoulders. “Then how can you ask me to abandon him?” My brows creased. It sounded absurd in every way. Stephanie sighed and leaned back against the bench. “I'm not asking you to throw him into the street, Tiff. I'm asking you to think about what happens next.” "What happens next?” I asked, my face completely distorted. What exactly was she trying to say? "You can't stay here forever. You can't hide a child from your grandfather forever. And you can't marry Ethan while carrying a baby that isn't his!” she snapped. My stomach tightened. That was true. Knowing Ethan, there was no way he would accept a stranger's child. He might even break up with me permanently. "But I can't
Wife For Hire: I Became My Son's Fake Mother Ocean
TIFFANY I was sure I heard her, but I wasn't sure if those words were directed at me.Abort it? Abort what? The mission? The table? “What the hell are you saying? What should I abort?” I asked, my gaze hardening instantly with the kind of resolve I never thought I'd have at that moment. Stephanie stood up again, her arms crossed over her chest. She pointed slightly toward my stomach, “That mistake.” I gasped. My breath caught in my throat, and I quickly placed a hand over my stomach as if that could protect the baby inside. “What? Protective of it already?” Steph asked. “You have to let it go, Tiff.” She reached for my hand and gently pulled it away from my stomach. I stared deep into her eyes, searching for something, anything, that would tell me she was joking.But I found nothing, her gaze remained steady. “Steph, I can't…” My voice trailed off. “You can. You're stronger than you think you are, Tiff.” She squeezed my hand. “You can't allow t
Wife For Hire: I Became My Son's Fake Mother Abort What?
TIFFANY “You can stay with her for as long as you want, Miss Vance. I'll get the doctor to check on her now,” a professional feminine voice drifted into my ears.I didn't open my eyes.The first thing I noticed was the faint smell of disinfectant. Then came the steady beeping beside me, the cold sheets beneath my body, and the uncomfortable tug of an IV attached to the back of my hand.My throat felt dry. My body felt heavy.For a few seconds, I couldn't remember where I was, then the memory came rushing back.The pain. The gate. Paul calling Stephanie. And then…nothing.“Why do you always do this when you know I can sense it?” Stephanie's voice came from beside me. “Open your eyes, Tiff. I know you're awake.”I slowly opened my eyes.The white ceiling above me was the first thing I saw. I stared at it blankly, trying to understand how I had ended up in a hospital.Then I turned my head. Stephanie was sitting beside my bed.The moment our eyes met, she stood and reached for my hand
Wife For Hire: I Became My Son's Fake Mother Blacked Out
TIFFANYMy body stilled and my jaw dropped. I wanted to say something, but I couldn't bring myself to speak. Stephanie's eyes were glued to me the entire time; she kept giving me different glances, trying to signal that I should end the call. But I didn't.It wasn't easy to get Ethan to call me, I won't ruin this with my own hands. “Ethan, I-" “I know how selfish this sounds but I'm not sorry about it because you're selfish yourself, Tiff. I'm doing this for us and you know it," Ethan cuts me off. His tone was flat and clipped, as if he was forcing himself to talk to me. “You know I love you, right?" He suddenly asked, and a small smile tugged at my cheeks despite myself. Ethan rarely tells me he loves me but I've made it my habit to say that to him at every little chance I get. But he's actually telling me that he loves me now. He… loves me. "I know, baby, I know you love you and I want you to know that I love you more,” I turned to the side a little, as if I d
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