Semua Bab The Alpha's Castaway Mate: Mummy, Is He Our Daddy?: Bab 71 - Bab 80

About an hour earlier…~RUBY'S POV~I woke up to the soft light of morning spilling through the curtains and the warmth it came with, stretching and yawning as the remnants of sleep left my body. The events of last night lingered in my mind like a hazy dream. For a brief, peaceful moment, I felt the warmth of contentment. But when I turned my head, the other side of the bed was empty.I sat up abruptly, clutching the sheet to my chest. My heart sank, a mix of emotions swirling within me. “Son of a bitch,” I muttered under my breath, a bitter laugh escaping my lips.‘So that’s it?’ I thought bitterly. ‘After all this, he just leaves without a word? Without a trace. Typical Roman.’I scoffed, shaking my head as if to clear the memories trying to convince myself I didn’t care. Fine. If we ever meet and he tries to bring this up, I’ll deny everything. All of it. I’ll act like it never happened. My jaw tightened as I replayed fragments of last night in my mind, the memory of his touch, h

~Rhett’s POV The amusement park was everything I had imagined it would be—bright colors, thrilling rides, the smell of buttery popcorn and sweet cotton candy wafting through the air just like our previous outing with Uncle Liam. People moved around us, their laughter and shouts mixing into the lively sounds of a busy day. Ruby, Aunt Helen, and I stood near the entrance, and I couldn't help the giddy smile spreading across my face.“Alright, Rhett, lead the way,” Ruby said, nudging me with her elbow.“Oh, I definitely will,” I said playfully. “This way, ladies.”We went for the games first . I picked a booth where you had to knock over cans with a ball. It looked simple enough, but it wasn’t. I threw the first ball too high, and it soared past the cans. My second throw was better, but it only knocked over one can. I frowned, determined to win. By the time I knocked over the final can on my third attempt, the booth operator handed me a giant teddy bear.I groaned. "Oh, come on! Not t

~Ruby’s POV~I hugged Esperanza tightly before watching her step into the cab. "Thanks for coming," she said with a faint, sad smile on her face."Anytime, you’re always welcome," I replied, holding her close for a second longer before letting go. I stood there and watched as the car drove away, disappearing down the road, leaving a lingering sense of loss in the air. The morning sun cast a warm glow, but the chill of the moment felt heavier than the breeze that swept through the street.I stood there for a moment, letting the weight of the morning settle. Beside me, Liam shifted his stance, sensing the shift in mood. “You hungry?” he asked, his tone light, trying to lift the atmosphere that felt thick with unexpressed grief.“Starving,” I admitted, forcing a small smile, though my stomach twisted in knots. “Let’s find somewhere close by.” The idea of food felt trivial, yet there was a comfort in routine that I craved.A few minutes later, we found ourselves at a small restaurant, t

~Ruby's POV~The shrill sound of my alarm jolted me awake. I slapped it off with a groggy hand and groaned, sinking back into the pillow. Minutes passed, and the alarm blared again, louder this time. I blindly reached for it and hit snooze once more.Just as I began to drift back into the comfort of sleep, realization struck like lightning. My eyes snapped open, and I bolted upright."Oh my God!" I gasped, clasping a hand over my mouth. My gaze darted to the clock beside the bed. I was supposed to pick up Ruby and Rhett from the airport!Without wasting another second, I leapt out of bed, the exhaustion clinging to my limbs like weights. A warm bath later and with clothes hurriedly thrown on, I grabbed my phone and car keys, rushing out the door.The drive to the airport felt agonizingly long. My thoughts tangled and twisted as the city blurred past my window.It had been days since Aunt Jean’s death, and we still had no leads. The questions swirled in my mind like a storm—what happe

~RUBY'S POV~The clang of dishes and the hum of conversation filled the kitchen as Helen and I prepared snacks for the kids. Their laughter and occasional shouts echoed down the hall, but it wasn’t until I heard Rhett’s voice—sharp with excitement—that I froze mid-sentence.“Roman!”Then it wa quickly followed by little Ruby’s giggling. My heart stopped mid-beat, and I froze in place, gripping the edge of the counter for support. Helen gave me a concerned look, but I didn’t have time to explain.“Stay here,” I muttered, quickly drying my hands on a dish towel. My pulse pounded as I made my way to the living room, dread and disbelief wrestling within me. Rounding the corner, I saw Roman by the door, with a casual confidence in his stance. Rhett was practically bouncing with excitement at his side, while little Ruby grinned from ear to ear.My stomach churned. How did he find us?“Kids,” I said as evenly as I could, masking the storm within me, “Go to your rooms. Mom needs to talk to R