Todos os capítulos de The Womanizer's Mute Wife : Capítulo 261 - Capítulo 270

KIERAN Four months later I woke with a jolt, heart slamming against my ribs like someone had punched me awake. The bed was empty on her side. No warmth. No soft breathing. No Genesis. My brows drew together instantly. We’d both lain down for a quick afternoon nap, her curled into me, belly huge now, almost due, my hand resting protectively over the swell. She’d been exhausted lately, glowing but tired, and I’d kissed her forehead and told her to sleep. Now she was gone. I sat up fast, sheets pooling around my waist. “Genesis?” Nothing. The room was quiet. That bad feeling hit like ice in my veins. I threw the covers off, yanked on sweatpants, didn’t bother with a shirt, and ran out of the bedroom. Bare feet slapped against the floor as I took the stairs two at a time and reached the living room. Daisy sat cross-legged on the rug, playing with blocks, Michelle toddling beside her, giggling every time she made a tower fall. Amelia was napping on the couch, head tilted bac

Kieran drove like a man possessed.The black SUV tore down the highway at speeds that made the engine scream in protest, weaving between cars with reckless aggression. He cut across lanes without signaling, clipped mirrors, forced sedans and trucks to swerve out of his path. Horns blared in a furious chorus. Drivers leaned out windows, shouting curses…“You fucking lunatic!” “Slow the hell down!”their voices lost in the roar of wind and rubber.Amelia gripped the passenger door handle so hard her knuckles turned white. Her face was the color of old parchment, stomach lurching with every violent swerve. She swung from side to side in the seat, shoulder slamming against the window, then the center console.“Kieran..slow down!” she shouted, voice cracking. “You’re going to kill us before we even get there!”He didn’t answer. Didn’t even glance at her.His eyes were locked on the road ahead, pupils blown wide, jaw clenched so tight the muscle jumped under his skin. Sweat beaded on his bare

GENESISSOne month later“Mwahhhhh,” Isabella’s cries pierced the nursery like a siren.“No, not again,” Kieran groaned from the rocking chair, head tipped back against the wall, eyes squeezed shut in pure exhaustion.I smiled despite the fatigue tugging at every muscle in my body and hurried over with Dashiell in my arms . My little boy was calm in my arms, big green eyes like my own blinking up at me, tiny fist curled against his cheek while his sister wailed like the world was ending.Kieran stood, cradling Isabella against his bare chest. The second her cheek touched his skin, her cries escalated into full-blown shrieks.He looked down at her, betrayed.“Seriously? Again?”“Isabella despises me”I bit my lip to keep from laughing.“That’s not true,” I said, bouncing Dashiell gently. “She loves you.”“Does she?” He lifted one brow, shifting Isabella higher. “Because every time I hold her, she sounds like I personally offended her entire existence.”I stepped closer, offering Dashie

GENESIS I was in the kitchen, zipping up the last lunch box, three identical ones lined up on the counter like little soldiers when Izzy’s voice hit decibel levels that should be illegal before 8 a.m.“MOMMMMMM, DASH IS YANKING ON MY PONYTAIL!”I winced, fingers freezing on the zipper.“Sweetheart,” I called over my shoulder, keeping my tone even, “you don’t need to yell. I’m right here.”“But he’s pulling it!”I turned.There they were both of them in their booster seats at the dining table, Izzy’s face flushed pink with righteous fury, ponytail half-undone, Dash looking calm and innocent with a fistful of pink elastic in his hand.“Dash, baby,” I said, walking over, “let go of your sister’s hair.”He blinked up at me with those big, green eyes that were pure Kieran when he was scheming.“She took my smiley pancake.”“No I did NOT!” Izzy shrieked, twisting to glare at him.“You did too! It was the one with the biggest smile!”“It was MY smiley face!”I sighed, the kind of sigh that

GENESISThe day Kieran fell ill was the worst week of my life. I was sure I was losing my mind. The first day I thought it was just a cold.“Baby please eat something,” I said, bringing the spoonful of soup to his lips.He was propped up against the headboard, skin pale and clammy, eyes half-lidded like even keeping them open took effort. He managed a weak smile, the kind that usually made my knees weak, but today it just broke my heart.“I’m fine, princess,” he rasped, voice rough and low. “You can go to work. I’ll sleep it off.”I stared at him.Go to work?Leave him like this, burning up, barely able to sit up without swaying?“How can I go to work and leave you?” My voice cracked before I could stop it. “Kieran, look at you. You can barely hold your head up.”He tried to laugh, it turned into a cough that rattled his chest.“I’ve had worse. It’s just a bug.”I shook my head, tears already stinging.“Please. Just… eat a little. For me.”I brought the spoon back to his lips again, g