Reclaiming His Runaway Baby Mama のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 1 - チャプター 10

“The client requested natural conception.”At night, in a luxurious villa, Adela lay naked on the bed.The room was dark. She stared at the blurry patterns on the ceiling, her palms already drenched with sweat.The sound of water flowing from the bathroom gradually stopped. Adela struggled to breathe, her heart pounding as if it were about to jump out of her chest.This was her first time, but she wasn’t here as a lover. She was here as a surrogate mother.The bathroom door was pushed open. From the narrow gap came a warm yellow light. A man, wrapped in a towel, stepped out.Adela couldn’t see his face clearly, only sensing that he was a tall and imposing figure.[Relax, what’s meant to happen will happen,] Adela told herself in her mind, trying to breathe deeply to calm down.The man sat on the edge of the bed, supporting himself with one hand, his eyes fixed on her.“Are you ready?”He spoke, his voice rich and smooth, like a fine wine.In the moonlight, Adela saw an unreadable expr

Adela was startled, immediately lowering her head to avoid Dexter’s lips.Dexter was tall, standing at 6'2", while she was only 5'6". His kiss landed awkwardly on the top of her head.A strange sensation spread through her body. Adela stomped hard on Dexter’s shoe, her voice firm, "Let me go!"Dexter released her, lowering his gaze to the new scuff mark on his freshly bought shoes. He smirked playfully. "Spend a night with me, and I’ll pay you too."Adela was taken aback by his mocking tone, stepping back as she clutched the wall for support, her chest heaving in anger.Her eyes locked onto Dexter, but after barely three seconds, her courage faltered, and she turned and ran off.Dexter waited until her figure disappeared from sight before leaning heavily against the wall.He pulled out a cigarette from his pocket and lit it, his frustration evident.……Adela had no idea how she made it back home.Once inside, her throat felt raw and metallic, her chest tight as if she’d just run a gru

The man on the other end of the call repeated what he had just said before hanging up.Layson held her phone in his hand, his expression complicated.The man had said that Adela’s father had hanged himself, her stepmother had run away, and only her younger sister was left at home.Layson knew that Adela had agreed to be a surrogate for the sake of her father. Now that her father was gone, there was no reason for Adela to remain in his bed.A flicker of pity and compassion crossed his eyes as he pulled Adela into his arms, speaking softly. "I’ll go with you later. Besides, I need to check on Dexter."Adela clung to his neck, crying into his chest.Her soft sobs were heart-wrenching to hear.Layson sighed, his tone soothing. "Why don’t you change your clothes first?"Adela nodded, sniffling as she hurriedly threw on her clothes and went to wash up.Layson dialed a number and instructed in a low voice, "I’ll send you a photo shortly. Find the person in the photo as quickly as possible."

Layson received a phone call as he stood near the doorway, gazing out into the dull light of the slums. It was one of his men.“We’ve got Ella,” the voice on the other end said. “She had the birthstone with her... and two hundred thousand dollars.”Layson ended the call and turned toward Adela, who sat quietly, staring off into space. Walking over to her, he crouched slightly to meet her gaze.“You gave your stepmother two hundred thousand dollars?” he asked, his tone calm but edged with curiosity.Adela blinked at him, her expression blank at first. It took her a moment to register what he was talking about. Then she remembered—the money she had given Ella to safeguard.“I didn’t want my dad gambling it away again,” she murmured. Her voice was soft, almost as if she were apologizing.Layson studied her for a moment. So that’s what Ella’s unreadable expression had meant when Adela handed her the money. Ella must have already decided to take the money and run. What Adela hadn’t anticip

Morning light poured into the room as Adela stirred awake. The clock on the bedside table read a little after ten. She yawned, stretching, but froze when she realized the space next to her was empty.Herbie wasn’t there.Panic set in instantly, and Adela’s voice came out in a frantic cry, “Herbie! Where are you?”“Here, sister!”Herbie’s small voice called out as she walked into the room, a piece of bread in her hand. Adela exhaled sharply, relief washing over her like a wave.“Herbie, where did you get that bread?” Adela asked as she moved to pull her little sister close, inspecting her carefully.“The man from yesterday brought it over,” Herbie replied, her face lighting up with innocence.Adela paused, confused for a moment. She assumed Herbie meant Layson, though she didn’t realize it was actually Barnes who had delivered the food.“Herbie,” Adela said softly, crouching down to Herbie’s level. “You can’t open the door for strangers, okay? Call for me first. Promise?”Herbie nodded