All Chapters of Reclaiming His Runaway Baby Mama: Chapter 271 - Chapter 280

As soon as Marah’s soft voice fell, the living room fell into a brief silence.Adela even forgot to chew the bite of food in her mouth and lifted her head to look over.Marah was sitting sideways, twisting her fingers nervously, her head lowered, looking pitifully cautious.Adela wasn’t a fan of Marah’s fake delicate act, but she had to admit — at a time like this, that frail, helpless appearance could definitely stir up a man’s protective instincts.Richard shook his newspaper slightly, seeming completely unfazed by Marah’s request.“There are plenty of rooms in the house,” he said flatly. “Whichever one you fancy, I’ll have someone come design it tomorrow.”Marah's face lit up with joy.The first thing she did was glance over at Adela’s seat, a flash of provocation passing through her eyes.Adela, worried about making Layson wait too long, scooped up another bite of food and chewed slowly.When she looked again, Marah had already turned back to Richard, her face full of hope.She sp

Layson pulled Adela up by the hand, looking down at her with a low, soft voice."Want to head up now?"Seeing her nod, he led her upstairs without hesitation.Dexter, who had already had his luggage brought in earlier, got up too and followed a few steps behind.The living room was left with only Marah.She clenched her teeth tightly, her anger boiling as she thought about how Adela had just wrapped her arms around Layson's neck so intimately.Pulling out her phone, she quickly texted Mia to set up a lunch meeting for tomorrow.As for Zach's upcoming birthday party, not only was she going — she'd make sure Adela got dragged along too.A flash of icy disdain crossed Marah's eyes before she finally turned and headed back to her room.Dexter, watching the two figures ahead of him, had a dim, lonely look in his eyes.Lowering his gaze, he quietly asked,"Adela... when did you two move back into the old house?"He hadn’t known.And part of why he was so silent tonight was because learning

Cici frowned as she looked at Zach. It was the second time this afternoon she’d properly looked at her idol — and frankly, she felt like his aura of perfection was crumbling.“Well, since Carl extended the invitation, it would be rude for me to decline," she said.Hearing Cici agree to attend, Adela was both anxious and annoyed. She was about to pull Cici aside to talk some sense into her when Carl glanced at his watch and nudged Zach with his elbow. “Good. Zach will send you the time and location later. Since there’s nothing else, we’ll leave you to it."Without giving them a chance to react, Carl dragged Zach away, leaving Adela and Cici stunned in their seats.Once outside, Zach glanced at Carl, puzzled. “You knew they wouldn’t want to attend something like that. Why did you still push Cici into it?"Carl shrugged, his face calm and unconcerned. “What, don’t tell me you’re actually interested in that little designer?"Zach frowned slightly. “I just think she’s... interesting. But w

Just as Adela was about to turn and leave, the man lurking behind the lights spoke again."Such a bold beauty. Do I have the honor of asking you for one more dance?"Sarah was already struggling to stand. If not for Adela’s steadying hand, she might have collapsed right then and there.Adela looked at her pale, sweat-drenched face, anxiety eating at her. She wished she could just grab her and run."Sir, can’t you see she can barely stand? Let her go already," Adela said, forcing herself to keep her voice calm under the oppressive gaze.The man didn’t respond, but the atmosphere around him grew noticeably colder."Since she can't stand, then sit," he said leisurely. "Each of you three girls drink one cup with me, and I'll let you go."Before they could react, the men pushed the three of them down onto the sofa.Three glasses filled with dark liquor were placed in front of them.Adela’s hand trembled as she picked up her glass.She knew she absolutely couldn't drink — not while carrying

Zach’s hand, still fastening the buttons, paused.Adela didn’t dare pull Cici away forcibly — she worried that any sudden movement might cause Zach’s hand to brush somewhere inappropriate."You look a little too delicate to carry her," Zach said lightly, his eyes twinkling with casual amusement."Since I’m already here, why not let me help carry her to the car?"He said it like it was the most natural thing in the world — perfectly fitting his polished, gentlemanly image."No need to trouble you, Zach. Dexter can help."Adela rejected him instantly. She didn’t want to stay another second.Zach raised an eyebrow, glancing at the aloof man standing in front of her — Dexter.He knew who Dexter was — Andrew’s brother-in-arms, close with Natalie too — but not someone deeply embedded in their circle."Oh?" Zach drawled lazily. "Are you sure Dexter would be willing? After all, to Cici, he’s just another stranger."Saying that, he released the last button and casually smoothed out the wrinkle