บททั้งหมดของ Once His: Chased By Ex-husband: บทที่ 41 - บทที่ 50

Despite the lavish spread of dishes across the table, no one in the Davier family felt hungry, Taylah included.“My proposal for an investment with the Montclair family was flatly refused by the chairman,” John said, drawing everyone’s attention.“And do you know why?” he continued, his gaze snapping toward Dia, who remained angry, eating as though nothing around her mattered. “They are deeply disappointed in how I’ve disciplined my sons.”“What does an investment have to do with our discipline?” Ethan asked sharply, irritation lacing his voice, resentful of being judged, even though he knew the consequences of their own actions.Hannah sighed, already sensing how this dinner would turn into something she never wanted to. “Why don’t we talk about this after we eat?” she suggested gently. “Everyone must be hungry.”“It needs to be addressed now,” John replied firmly. “This is the right time.”“And Ethan,” he continued, his voice hardening, “in the business world, privacy means nothing.

"I'm pregnant… again." Louis sucked in a sharp breath. "Are you sure you want to keep this baby? It's your decision but remember, this child will carry the name of that beast." "I can’t get rid of this child. I know I’m not in a place to raise a baby, but I don't want any connection left with Arjan. I’m stuck, Louis. He was cruel enough to drag me to the gynecologist for an abortion." Louis’s eyes widened. Taylah went on, "Because of my seizures and low body weight, they postponed it. And… I decided to keep this baby. I don’t know why, but I want to." "We’re here for you, Taylah." She set the spoon down and looked at him. Not a trace of judgment in his eyes. "Finish your food first, Taylah. We’ll talk about everything later," Louis urged. Taylah scooped another spoonful and pushed it into her mouth. "Help me contact Laurence uncle… Laurence Montclair." "He’s a big shot. Will he even be reachable? I’m not sure." Taylah nodded softly. "Just tell him I want to see him. He’ll rec

It had been four days since Arjan last saw Taylah. She hadn’t stepped out of her room, not even for meals. She didn’t seem to care whether he was around or not. She stayed inside, resting whenever she could. The butler brought her meals to the door, and Arjan would linger nearby when they arrived, though he never entered. Oddly enough, he chose not to disturb her. And then she came to know, Arjan had to leave on a business trip, and she was informed only a short while before he left. She decided to visit her grandparents again; it had been a while. She could also see Laurence there. When she finally came out, the hall and kitchen were empty. The servants hired by the butler usually finished their chores and left before she even woke up. But today, even the butler wasn’t around. Maybe he had gone out to buy the monthly groceries. She made herself a black coffee and sat on the couch, wondering what she should do after the divorce. That’s when a familiar voice echoed in her ears.

Laurence’s voice echoed through the hallway “Arjan.” Arjan stopped in his steps, shoulders going rigid. Of all people, he didn’t want to hear him. He turned slowly already annoyed by the mere sight of Laurence standing there like he owned the place. Arjan's jaw tightened. “What do you want?” Arjan's tone was cold and hated filled in it. Laurence didn’t bother hiding his glare either. “Stay away from Taylah. I’m warning you for the last time, Arjan. If you keep pushing yourself into her life, you’ll deal with the consequences.” Arjan took a steps forward, aura helding as if he was ready to threaten the elder. “And why,” he asked quietly, “would I listen to you?” Laurence’s fists tightened. “Because you’re going to ruin her, again.” that was true though but Arjan's selfish side refused to accept the fact. Arjan let out a short laugh, humorlessly. “Taylah belongs with me. You think you can protect her? You don’t even know nothing about her.” “She doesn't belongs with you. Don'

After a day, Laurence brought Taylah home. She sat quietly in the back seat, her head resting against the window. She was quite all the way home, never spoken a word. Laurence glanced at her now and then, his hands tight on the steering wheel. She was too young for this, he thought again and again, he couldn't just brush those off yet the only answer was, they can't undone what's done. Half an later, they arrived at home. At home, Dicentra had already arrived. "Hey, Girl..." Dicentra called softly, reaching out to her, trying her best to mask those pity emotions towards Taylah. "I didn't expect you, Dicentra." "I... I'm just here to deliver a message of my birthday party but informed by Mr Leon that you guys are coming, so I waited." It's all lie, Dicentra knew. Maybe a birthday was a truth among them. "I'm just tired, Di. Shall I go to my room?" Dicentra gazed at Laurence and then to Taylah, she inhaled sharply and said, "let me escort you, then." She squealed, draping