My Cheating Boyfriend Dumped Me, I Stole His Dad's Heart のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 131 - チャプター 140

She blinks, her face falling as if I just told her we’re going on a long trip to a dentist's office. “My family? What family?” “Extended family.” “What have they got to do with anything?” “Shit, that reaction wasn’t the warm embrace I was hoping for,” I say, leading her toward the exit. “Can you be a little less obvious about your hatred? Where’s the family spirit?” “Long gone, Caspian. Seriously, can we not?” She gives me a look. “I’m starving. Can we focus on that?” I chuckle, holding open the door for her. “Fine. Food first. But you’re not off the hook, just so you know.” We say a few brief goodbyes to Isaac and promise we’ll visit him, Juniper, and the babies soon. And after what feels like an eternity, we finally make it to the car. The second we’re on the road, I know it’s only a matter of time. Desiree’s too curious, too sharp not to ask questions. I can practically feel her thoughts churning beside me. “So…” she says, fiddling with the radio, the question lingering in

She laughs, a genuine laugh that feels like a ripple across my skin. “You know that’s not what I meant. But she has this...unpredictable energy. You have to admit it’s kind of entertaining.” I pretend to sigh. “Oh, I know it too well. She’s a one-woman circus. Especially when she decides to steal her husband’s furniture right out from under him.” I pause, picturing the scene of Juniper packing up half her house while Isaac was out. “Can you imagine what he must’ve thought, walking into an empty house?” Desiree’s laughter bubbles up, shaking both of us. “The poor guy must’ve had a heart attack. Imagine coming home to... nothing. She’s wild. The idea of yanking out all the furniture and just...moving in here without a plan.” "Exactly. And not even a word about it until it’s halfway done. ‘Oh, I’ll just set up shop at Caspian and Desiree’s. They won’t mind. And Isaac...well, he’ll be fine with it. Eventually.’” I smirk, shaking my head. “I mean, how she didn’t expect him to call about

“Desiree,” he says, with a sigh that feels too familiar. “Let’s not go down that road. She just wants to make amends. You know how she is.” “Oh, I know exactly how she is, Dad. Remember, she’s the one who threw me out because I wasn’t living up to her standards of… what was it?” I snap my fingers, recalling the exact wording she used, “moral purity? Because I was, God forbid, dancing?” I can almost hear him wince. “She… she wasn’t fair to you. I’ll give you that. But she’s tried to see things differently. We both have.” My stomach twists at his words, but I don’t know if it’s anger or something darker, something lonelier. “So that’s all it takes? I get married, and suddenly, she’s seeing things differently?” “Desiree, this isn’t easy for me either, you know.” His voice is low, pleading, as if he wants me to understand something I’m not quite grasping. “When you left… it wasn’t just you who left. It was a part of our family. A part of me. Maybe now… I don’t know. Maybe now we can…

Caspian's POV I just rounded up from a shareholders meeting that involved everyone saying Mabel's name in every sentence. She's now a parasite that won't go. A parasite doing too much damage. And maybe Juniper is right. The best way to expunge that parasite is through her family. I only wish Desiree were on board with it. I walk through the door, my mind still spinning. I kick off my shoes, looking forward to a quiet evening and hopefully a chance to forget about corporate betrayal. But something’s different. I see them as soon as I enter: flower petals, scattered across the floor, stretching like a path of tiny red flags. They’re not just in a line—they’re spread across the hardwood in an artful, winding trail, leading down the hall. I follow them, a smirk spreading across my face. There’s only one person who’d leave a path like this, especially one that leads so obviously to the bedroom. The door is slightly open, and I push it, stepping inside to see Desiree lounging on the be

“Right now?” I shake my head, half-exasperated, half-amused. “Can’t this wait till I’ve gotten a healthy dose of dopamine from you?” She laughs, a soft sound that’s both teasing and serious. “As tempting as that is, no. This can’t wait.” She pauses, her expression softening just a bit, though I can see that same intensity behind her eyes. “I’ve done a lot of thinking, Caspian. And I think there’s something you’re not telling me.” “What?” I try to keep my tone light, but there’s a weight behind her words, something that’s instantly sobering. “What are you talking about?” She shifts, sitting up a little straighter as she pulls the sheets around herself. “What did you and Juniper really discuss in that delivery room?” Her eyes search mine, unwavering. “And how does it involve my family?” For a second, I’m silent, the weight of her question sinking in. The shadows around us suddenly feel thicker, and I can see she’s not going to let this go. There’s an unspoken edge to her gaze, a sha