Semua Bab Oops! He's My Ex's Dad!: Bab 101 - Bab 110

JENNA POVThe minutes ticked by, feeling like hours. I tried to stay calm, reminding myself that Keith loved me and that our future together hadn't changed. But the uncertainty gnawed at me, a constant reminder that our lives were about to take a dramatic turn.Finally, I couldn't take it anymore. I got up and threw on a robe, deciding to go downstairs and see what was happening. As I approached the living room, I could hear voices.I paused at the doorway, peering in to see Keith sitting beside Laura in bed.His back was turned to me but Laura was facing my direction, not seeing me but watching Keith intently.Keith held her hand gently. It looked so caring, so tender, and it made my heart ache. "Keith," Laura whispered, her voice trembling. "I remember bits and pieces, but everything feels so... confusing.""It's okay, Laura. You're safe now. We're going to help you through this," Keith reassured her, squeezing her hand.I wanted to be angry, to feel betrayed, but seeing Laura in s

The basement was dimly lit, with shelves lining the walls, cluttered with jars, bottles, and unmarked boxes. The air was thick with the scent of chemicals and herbs, making me grateful for the gas mask. I moved quickly, scanning labels and opening drawers, searching for anything that could help me extract the truth from Keith.In the back of the room, I found a small, locked cabinet. It looked different from the rest of the storage. It was more secure, suggesting it held something important. My heart pounded as I looked around for something to force it open. After a few moments of frantic searching, I found a small crowbar tucked behind a stack of crates.With a deep breath, I wedged the crowbar into the cabinet door's seam and pushed with all my strength. The lock resisted for a moment before giving way with a sharp crack. Inside, I found several vials filled with various coloured liquids, each labelled with cryptic symbols and notes. One vial, in particular, caught my eye. A deep,

JENNA POV"Jenna, are you okay?" Yilena asked, her voice trembling as she tossed the broken vase aside and knelt next to me.I nodded, still in shock from the sudden violence. "I... I think so. Just a little cut." I answered, checking to see the tear on my inner thigh, it must have been caused by the edge of the table."We need to get you out of here," she said urgently, glancing at Keith's unconscious form. "It's not safe."I struggled to my feet, my body shaking. "Yilena, thank you. But what about Keith? What if he wakes up and...?"Yilena looked at Keith with concern in her eyes but shook her head, "Leave him there. Jenna, there's something I have to tell you."But before Yilena could say a word, the door to the study opened and Laura and Nicola walked in."Oh my God, Keith!" Laura exclaimed, rushing to Keith who was still on the floor, her eyes scanned the floor which was covered in broken pieces of the vase before she turned to me, "What did you do to him?!" she screamed."Jenna d

YILENA POVWe quickly boarded the second plane, my heart pounding with a mixture of fear and determination. Richard took the pilot's seat, while I settled into the back, preparing the parachutes and planting Jenna's dress in the plane. Everything had to look convincing.The engine roared to life, and as we taxied down the runway, I glanced out the window, hoping our plan would succeed. Richard's voice came over the intercom, tense but controlled. "We're about to take off. Ready?""Ready," I replied, my voice steady despite the adrenaline coursing through me.The plane lifted off the ground, and as we climbed higher, I double-checked the parachutes and ensured everything was in place. Richard began the distress signal after five minutes in the air, his voice urgent and convincing as he reported engine failure and a possible crash landing."We're approaching the designated area," he said over the intercom. "Get ready."I took a deep breath, securing the parachute straps around me. "Let's

KEITH POVRichard's eyes darted nervously before he tried to muster a calm facade. "I wasn't hiding, just trying to get a better signal," he replied, his voice shaky and unconvincing.My grip on his shoulder tightened. "Don't lie to me, Richard. Who were you talking to?" My voice was low, menacing.He swallowed hard, clearly struggling to maintain his composure. "It was a private call, Keith. I swear it has nothing to do with Jenna."I leaned in closer, my face inches from his. "Do you really think I'm in the mood for games? Tell me the truth, or you'll regret it even as my friend."Richard's eyes widened with fear. He glanced around, as if searching for an escape, but there was none. Finally, he sighed, his shoulders slumping in defeat. "Keith, I'm not sure how you will take this news...""Spill it."Richard sighed deep, "Jenna... had a miscarriage at a nearby hospital just now."The world seemed to freeze around me, Richard’s words echoing in my mind like a cruel, relentless chant. "