บททั้งหมดของ My Cheating Boyfriend Dumped Me, I Stole His Dad's Heart: บทที่ 91 - บทที่ 100

I freeze, caught off guard. That was the last thing I expected."You want me to kick her out?" I ask, the words tasting bitter in my mouth.“Yes. That's the deal. You divorce her, just like you said you would.”I stare at him, trying to make sense of what he's saying. “You’re really going to use your ex-girlfriend as a bargaining chip, Mike? After everything she’s been through because of you?”He shrugs, taking another drag of his cigar. "It's not about her. It's about making sure you keep your word. If you're serious about getting rid of Mabel, I need to know you're not just playing games, keeping Desiree around for yourself."My anger flares, and I feel the heat rise in my chest. "I didn't raise you to be this petty," I say. "If this is your way of trying to manipulate me, you're walking a dangerous line."Mike’s expression doesn't change. He takes another slow puff of his cigar, the smoke curling up into the clear sky. “I'm just trying to protect myself, Dad. I can’t keep seeing he

He doesn’t answer right away. His eyes darken as he stares up at the ceiling. For a second, I wonder if he’ll brush it off, deflect with some sarcastic comment, or change the subject altogether. But then he looks at me—really looks at me—and I can see the weight he's carrying.“I saw Mike,” he says. “We had a conversation. Things got... heated.”I frown, trying to piece it together. “About what?”“It’s complicated. But let’s just say, everything feels like a fight now. I’m fighting Mabel, I’m fighting Mike, I’m fighting for what’s mine. And when I came back here... all I wanted was you. To feel grounded. To remind myself what’s real.”I tilt my head, watching him closely. The strength he usually carries in his posture seems worn, weighed down by whatever confrontation he’s just come from. It makes my heart ache. “I’m here,” I say, reaching up to cup his cheek. “I’m always here.”He leans into my touch, his eyes softening for a brief moment. “I know,” he whispers. “That’s why I can’t

My heart is beating fast. I lie frozen next to Caspian, staring wide-eyed at the chipped wall where the bullet hit. Before I can fully process the shock, I hear the screech of tires. I glance up, just in time to see a black-tinted car speeding off into the distance.“Caspian…” I breathe. “Who the hell just shot at us?”Caspian’s eyes are sharp and focused, scanning the area, his body still tense from the sudden danger. He doesn’t answer right away, too busy calculating, assessing. His face is like stone—determined, angry, but controlled.“Are you okay?” he finally asks, his voice low, brushing the hair from my face as he checks me for any sign of injury.“I’m fine,” I manage to say, though my hands are trembling. “But what the hell was that? Who’s after us?”He doesn’t respond at first, his gaze shifting to the road where the car vanished. “It could be anyone at this point,” he mutters under his breath. “Mabel. Someone else with a grudge. But whoever it was, they’re going to regret th

I chase after her, heart pounding. I run into the bathroom just in time to see Desiree hunched over the toilet, her head buried as she pukes her guts out. The sound makes my stomach turn, but it's the sight of her—so fragile, so vulnerable—that really shakes me.“Cherry, are you okay?” I ask. I kneel beside her, one hand gently rubbing her back in circles.She waves a hand weakly, barely looking up. “Give me a minute,” she croaks, her voice hoarse and strained. “It’s just... something I ate.”But I don’t buy it. Not for a second.“Do you want me to call someone? A doctor?”“No, no,” she says, dragging herself up to the sink. She bends over and rinses her mouth. “I’m fine. Just... give me a second.”I stand there, watching, helpless as she splashes cold water on her face. Her breath is ragged, and every second feels like a lifetime.When she finally turns around to face me, her face is flushed, eyes watery, and she looks utterly drained. I can't take it anymore.“Fuck it,” I say, stan

We’re walking to the car, and Caspian has been unusually quiet. His silence makes me uneasy, but I pretend not to notice. I’ve already lied once today, and I’m not sure how long I can keep it up.Then he speaks. “The flu, huh?”I nod, slipping my arm through his as we approach the car, trying to play it cool. “Yeah, nothing serious.”He opens the car door for me, ever the gentleman, and helps me in. His hand lingers for a second longer on my arm, and I can feel him watching me, still not convinced. “How about medication?” he asks, sliding into the backseat beside me. I point to my bag. “It’s in there.”He pauses for a moment, then leans sideways to grab my bag. “Can I see?”My heart skips a beat. I don’t know if that’s a good idea. There's no flu medication in there, but I can’t just refuse him without raising suspicion.I force a laugh, trying to deflect. “So you can hide them like you did with my contraceptive pills?”Caspian smirks, but there’s something serious behind his eyes.