Lahat ng Kabanata ng One Night, Two Dads : Kabanata 61 - Kabanata 70

Ethan’s POVI never thought heartbreak would feel like this.Like a hollow ache settling deep in my chest, stretching its fingers into every part of me. Like my whole world had shifted under my feet, leaving me standing on nothing.Elena had been lying to me. Not just once. Not just a slip-up or a mistake, but for who knows how long. Every word, every touch, every promise—I had believed it all, swallowed it whole like a fool. And the worst part? I hadn’t even seen it coming.Daniel.The name alone made my hands clenched into fists. Of all people, it had to be him. Well I never trusted him with her so… but he was someone I never really saw as a threat. She loved him. Maybe she always had, and I had just been the convenient distraction, the placeholder until she could have what she truly wanted.I exhaled shakily, running a hand down my face. I should be angry. I should want to scream, break something, do anything but sit here drowning in my own thoughts. But I couldn’t. The anger was t

Ethan's POVAs soon as I stepped into the office, the air shifted—less personal, more business. That was exactly what I needed. Work had always been my escape, my anchor, and today was no different.I strode through the sleek, glass-paneled halls, nodding at a few employees who greeted me as I passed. Their voices were distant, background noise to the thoughts I was trying to keep at bay. I didn’t need distractions. I needed focus."Good morning, Mr. Carter," Christina, my secretary, greeted me as I stepped into my office. She was standing near my desk, a tablet in her hands, already prepared with today’s schedule. Always efficient."Morning," I replied, setting my briefcase down. "What do we have today?""You have a meeting with Tech Lexis at ten. They’re finalizing the software integration deal, and they’ve made some modifications to the contract. Legal has already reviewed the changes, but they’ll need your final approval before we move forward," she informed me, scrolling through

Ethan's POVThe second I saw her, my body tensed. Shit.I turned away immediately, keeping my head low as I swiftly walked in the opposite direction. I couldn’t afford for Elena to see me. Not here. Not now. I wasn’t in the mood for another conversation, another round of her acting like she needed “space” while she was out here doing whatever the hell she wanted.It was a miracle she hadn’t noticed me. Maybe she was too distracted, or maybe she just wasn’t paying attention. Either way, I wasn’t about to stick around and find out.I took a deep breath as I moved toward the dairy section. Since I was already here, I might as well get milk too. I didn’t trust the maids to pick the right brand—just like my coffee, they always managed to bring back something else.Just as I reached for a carton, a voice cut through the low hum of shoppers.A voice I’d recognize anywhere.“Elena, what’s up?”I froze, my grip tightening around the milk. My entire body went rigid, and a cold wave of disbelief

Elena's POVI watched Ethan grab his cart, his fingers curling tightly around the handle like he was barely holding himself together. His silence said more than words ever could — cold, hard, and distant. My chest tightened.“I’m telling you the truth!” I stepped in front of him, blocking his path. My voice trembled, but I refused to let him see how scared I was. People were watching — I could feel their eyes burning into me — but I didn’t care. None of that mattered right now.“I know,” Ethan muttered, his voice sharp. “I know everything.”For a second, relief washed over me — until he added, “Victoria’s been telling me all this while.”My breath hitched, and my stomach twisted painfully. "Victoria?" I spat her name like poison. “Victoria Moore has been feeding you lies, and you believed her?”His gaze hardened, cutting through me like a blade. “She wasn’t lying.”Of course he believed her. Of course she was the one he trusted. My heart pounded so hard it hurt. “You actually think sh

Ethan's POV The bright hospital lights stung my eyes as I was rushed through the corridor. My breathing was uneven, my face drenched in sweat, and my body trembled from the pain that wouldn’t stop. Everything felt like a blur — voices shouting, footsteps pounding, wheels screeching as they pushed my stretcher down the hallway.“She’s going into premature labor,” I heard one of the doctors say.Premature labor.The words hit me like ice water.“No… no, no,” I whimpered weakly. My mind raced. It was too soon. My baby wasn’t supposed to come yet — it was too early.“Stay with me, Elena,” a nurse said, gripping my arm. “We’re going to do everything we can, but you need to stay calm.”Calm? How could I possibly stay calm when my baby — my tiny, helpless baby — was about to be born too soon?I twisted my head, trying to spot Ethan, but he was gone. The last thing I remembered was the nurses pulling him back, saying he couldn’t follow me past this point.Now I was alone.The pain was relent