Semua Bab Reclaiming His Runaway Baby Mama: Bab 291 - Bab 300

Adela had planned to go straight back to her room for a nap, but Marah glanced over and sneered, “Adela, even if Layson has gone public with your relationship, you’re still just boyfriend and girlfriend. Don’t you think you should be more mindful of your behavior in public?”“Oh? And what exactly did I do that offended your delicate sensibilities?”Adela nearly laughed out loud. Layson himself didn’t say anything, nor did Mr. Norman or Mrs. Norman, so what gave this woman the right to lecture her? And she was just leaning on her own man in their own house—what, was that illegal now?Marah sat with perfect posture, her eyes full of disdain. “You should know that real socialites are held to high standards. The way you acted earlier? At best, it’s unrefined.”Adela rolled her eyes and decided not to engage. “I’m not a socialite,” she said lazily, and headed straight upstairs—leaving Marah fuming alone in the living room.Completely insane, she thought, shaking her head.After taking a se

Juliet’s face—or at least the half that wasn’t red from the slap—turned ghostly pale the moment Liam Walton’s name was mentioned. The waitstaff exchanged knowing glances.Slapping someone with that much confidence? This woman must have serious backing. Still, Juliet had brought it on herself by picking a fight with customers first. Several servers stepped in to mediate, but Juliet only bit down hard on her lower lip, glaring at Evelyn with barely contained rage. It took everything in her not to snap back.The weight of the restaurant’s stares bore down on her, humiliating. Adela had already let go of her arm and sat back down, flashing her a mocking smile. "Miss Brown, maybe think before you speak next time. Plenty of witnesses around now."Juliet stomped her foot, shooting Adela one last venomous look before storming off. "Let’s see how long your smug act lasts," she hissed. "Unless you’ve got bodyguards on you 24/7—"Evelyn bristled, ready to fire back, but Adela shook her head. "Do

Richard’s frown deepened at Diana’s question. "If Dexter liked Marah, I wouldn’t stand in their way. But that brat clearly—"He cut himself off, his expression darkening as he recalled the scandalous headlines during his hospitalization—Adela and Dexter visiting him together, sparking rumors.Back then, he’d suspected Dexter had feelings for Adela. Furious, he’d been ready to beat some sense into the boy if necessary. Thankfully, Dexter had seemingly moved on, focusing on his studies.Now, with all three "children" under his watch, Richard had noticed Dexter’s gaze no longer lingered on Adela the way it once had. That, at least, eased his mind.But tonight, when Marah pressed Dexter about his "type," Richard’s first thought was: Does she have feelings for him?Observing Dexter’s reaction—icy, borderline hostile—confirmed one thing: He would never be a suitable match for Marah.For her own good, Richard would intervene. Again.Diana, sensing his simmering anger, chose not to push furth

Bard’s complexion had darkened—probably from too much time abroad. Marah scoffed inwardly. Who was he to judge her, when he’d been off gallivanting overseas?She tilted her head, propping her chin on one hand. "What if he is? What if he isn’t?"A shadow flickered in Bard’s eyes before his usual rakish grin returned. "Doesn’t matter. You’re already mine. Does your boyfriend know?"The malice in his tone made her teeth grind.Marah twirled a strand of hair, voice breezy. "He’s just an admirer. Since I belong to you, I’ll naturally turn him down."The answer mollified Bard. He grabbed her hand, beaming. "Let’s shop. Whatever you want—my treat."Marah’s stomach churned, but she forced a smile. I still need him to deal with Adela. "Alright. But I have to be back at the office this afternoon."Only when Bard agreed did she let him lead her out.That evening, Richard asked about the date. Marah chose her words carefully. "We didn’t have much in common."Richard said nothing.Days later, he i

Adela stared at Cici's face, trying to read her expression, searching for any subtle reaction that might give away what she was really thinking. But after watching for a while, she realized—this girl truly had no filter.Cici was visibly excited. “You know her too? That actress who blew up recently in that period drama as the second female lead—she’s so good! I even copied her costume for today. Gosh, it’s such a pity, I didn’t even dare ask her for a signed photo.”Seeing how easily Adela was chatting with the actress, Cici was actually thinking of asking if Adela could help her get that autograph.Adela, however, was feeling a bit drained. She called a waiter to settle the bill, only to be told that Zach had already taken care of it. That just made her more speechless.She glanced at the time—past ten. “Are you eating lunch out today? Layson’s dad warned me I have to be home by noon for lunch.”Cici looked absolutely shocked, her voice cracking. “Seriously? In this day and age, he s