Semua Bab Accidentally Married to my Ex-Boyfriend’s Father : Bab 41 - Bab 50

~NathanielThe moon was full, casting its silver light over the sprawling mansion. I stood on the balcony, staring into the night. It was our last evening in Canada, and while I should have been packing or reminiscing about our incredible vacation, my mind was a chaotic mess. This month had been one for the books. From hiking in the Rockies with Alex's terrible jokes keeping us entertained to canoeing on tranquil lakes and bonding with Lily over her fascination with wildlife, every moment was memorable. Alex and Martha had been the perfect hosts, their hospitality making our stay unforgettable. Yet, ever since I’d pieced together Martha’s connection to my past, I’d been restless around her. I couldn’t shake the vivid memories of those nights years ago. She used to dance for me at the club, her movements hypnotic, before one thing led to another, and we had sex. It was reckless and intense, and now, here she was, engaged to Alex.And Lily... she had changed me. Her laughter, her c

~SophiaTwo days had passed since we returned home, and life was slowly slipping back into routine. I stood by my car, running a hand over the hood. Nathaniel had insisted on fixing it after Ethan’s little stunt, and now it looked good as new. “Good as new,” I muttered to myself, though the memory of that red spray paint still lingered. I sighed, shaking my head. Well, maybe I deserved it. I did the same to his car. The thought brought a smirk to my lips. Ethan had it coming. He was the one who started this ridiculous war when he hired someone to sabotage my marriage with Nathaniel. How did he even know I was behind it? I frowned. Maybe one of the maids finally cracked and spilled the truth. Or maybe someone saw me that day. My gaze drifted across the parking lot to where Ethan’s car was parked. It looked brand new too, every scratch and dent gone. “Oh, so the bastard used his entire savings to fix it,” I muttered under my breath. “Good for him.” Just as I reached for my c

~Nathaniel “What are you talking about? What lies?” Sophia’s voice was tinged with confusion, her brow furrowed as she sat up straighter in bed, looking at me like I’d lost my mind. I blinked, realizing what I’d just blurted out. Damn it, Nathaniel. Get a grip. This wasn’t how I wanted her to find out the truth. Not like this. “I…” I trailed off, running a hand through my hair as I tried to compose myself. “I was just lost in thought.” “About what?” she asked, crossing her arms. Her gaze was sharp, skeptical. She wasn’t letting me off the hook that easily. “My PA,” I said quickly, grasping at the first excuse that came to mind. “Jeremy. He lies so much, it drives me insane sometimes.” Sophia’s expression softened slightly, though her confusion remained. “Jeremy? What’s he lying about?” “Everything,” I said with a forced chuckle, trying to shift the mood. “You could ask him what he had for breakfast, and he’d probably tell you he skipped it—even though he’s hiding a donut

~NathanielI clenched my fists at my sides, the words catching in my throat. She was playing a game—she always played games—but I wasn’t the same man she used to manipulate. Still, seeing her here in my home, addressing me as if nothing had happened, had me completely off balance. "I’ll ask you again," I said, my voice low and sharp this time. "What are you doing here?" I stood there, my feet planted firmly on the hardwood floor, watching Isabella’s lips curl into a smile that had once made my world spin. Now, it felt like a dagger piercing the calm I had finally built in my life. "What are you doing in my house, Isabella?" I asked again, my voice sharper this time. She didn’t answer immediately. Instead, she stood, staring at me with an unreadable expression, the silence stretching until it became unbearable. Then, with a slow, deliberate turn, she headed for the door. I frowned, following her movement as she opened it and gestured outside. Moments later, a man in a black s

~SophiaThe phone rested between my shoulder and ear as I paced the living room, trying to organize the mess of toys Lily had scattered everywhere. Martha’s voice crackled on the other end. "So, how are you feeling about it? I mean... Nathaniel’s ex-wife is back. That’s a lot to deal with," Martha asked, her voice laced with curiosity and concern. I rolled my eyes, placing one of Lily’s stuffed bears on the shelf. "I’m unbothered, honestly. I know why she’s here, Martha. It’s obvious she’s here to fight me, but she’s wasting her time." "You think so?" Martha’s skepticism was evident. "I thought they said she went missing years ago?" I sighed, picking up another stuffed animal from the floor. "That’s the story they told everyone, but Nathaniel told me the truth. She left on her own, Martha. She just walked out on him—no warning, no explanation. It was never his fault. And now she’s back, probably because she found out that I’m married to Nathaniel now. And you know the craziest