Lahat ng Kabanata ng Reclaiming His Runaway Baby Mama: Kabanata 121 - Kabanata 130

Adela and Dexter had been chatting for a while, catching up on life and reminiscing about the past. Time passed quickly. Dexter told Adela that he hoped she’d find happiness and a life she truly wanted. He wished she wouldn’t live for others but for herself because she deserved so much more.Adela could tell Dexter had let go of his feelings for her. He was talking to her as a friend now.“It’s getting late. I should take Ralph back. His grandmother will start worrying soon.”Dexter stood up, preparing to leave, and Adela followed suit. It was late, and she couldn’t stay here any longer. Ralph had already started yawning outside and didn’t want to leave just yet, glued to the TV with Herbie, watching cartoons.“Ralph, let’s head home!”When Ralph heard his name, he immediately jumped up from the couch and walked over. Herbie glanced back at Dexter. She recognized him—she’d seen him around New York when she was younger. Even though she was just a kid back then, she clearly remembered D

Yesterday, Adela had met with Mrs. Walton and Dexter, but today she still decided to visit Layson Norman at the hospital. Although she had been avoiding him, she couldn’t bring herself to be that heartless. However, she didn’t realize that as she arrived at the hospital, a car was pulling away. Sometimes, fate plays its tricks, causing two people to miss each other without them even knowing.“Hello, I’d like to ask which room Layson Norman is in?” Adela asked as she approached the nurse's station. The nurse looked up, a bit surprised, because she knew that Layson’s hospitalization was being kept private. She didn’t know how Adela had found out, and suspicion flickered in her eyes as she studied her.“Hello?” Adela repeated when the nurse didn’t respond immediately. The nurse snapped out of her daze and quickly masked her thoughts, trying to compose herself. Since Layson’s arrival, the entire nursing staff had been quite curious about the VIP room. After all, Layson Norman was a househ

Adela walked out of the hospital, her steps aimless as she wandered down the street. The sun beat down on her skin, but she didn’t feel its usual sting. Instead, the summer sun seemed almost enchanting, casting a bright light that felt like a good omen amidst the chaos in her heart. She didn’t like the person she was right now—too tangled up in her thoughts, too far from clarity.The weekend streets were crowded, filled with people seizing the chance to relax after a long week. Adela moved through the crowd, her face expressionless, a stark contrast to the lively atmosphere around her. She had originally planned to visit Layson at the hospital, only to find out he had already been discharged. The news left her with mixed feelings—relief and disappointment swirling together in a way she couldn’t quite understand.Earlier, she had spoken with Evelyn. Adela knew Evelyn was a good person, even though their families’ first encounter had been anything but pleasant. Evelyn hadn’t left much o

In the sleek, monochrome office, Layson Norman sat in his chair, his brows furrowed. The Norman Group had been swamped with work lately, especially with new international collaborations that required his direct involvement. To keep his mind occupied, he buried himself in his tasks. Just then, Barnes walked in, carrying a stack of documents.“Boss, here’s the latest schedule for the company’s upcoming projects,” Barnes said, placing the files on the desk.Layson took them without looking up, but then something occurred to him. He raised his dark eyes, his expression sharp. “How’s the jewelry exhibition coming along?”“Everything’s ready. The pieces you requested for display have been prepared,” Barnes reported promptly. The Norman Group’s jewelry exhibition was more than just a showcase of exquisite designs—it was a high-society networking event. Attendees weren’t just there to admire the jewelry; they were there to make business deals, forge connections, and even scout potential match

Adela had suddenly become the center of attention at Starry Jewelry. Wherever she went, people would glance her way, their curiosity palpable. Adela hated being in the spotlight, but there was no escaping it. She tried her best to ignore the whispers and stares, pretending they didn’t exist. Finally, the workday ended, and Adela breathed a sigh of relief. She grabbed her bag and stood up, only to find someone standing in front of her.“Do you have a moment? Let’s talk.”Marah stood with her arms crossed, her eyes dark and filled with disdain. Adela was taken aback. She and Marah had never spoken before—they weren’t even on nodding terms. Why would Marah suddenly want to talk to her? Adela could sense the hostility radiating from her.“Us?” Adela asked, unsure.“Yes,” Marah replied firmly before turning and walking away, as if she already knew Adela would follow.Adela hesitated. She wanted to refuse, but before she could say anything, Marah was already gone. Feeling confused, Adela fr