Semua Bab RIGHTFULLY MINE : Bab 161 - Bab 170

ZOE’S POV After the call ended, I sighed in relief.He’s fine. He's coming home tomorrow.I sat down and put my hands on my stomach, trying to comfort the little one inside me. “It’s okay,” I whispered softly. “Daddy is coming home.”I was worried something happened to him or maybe he didn’t want to talk to me. But everything feels okay now.I closed my eyes and relaxed, thinking of his words. He sounded tired and a bit tense. But he spoke warmly and it eased the pain in my chest.Now he's coming home earlier than he had planned. Not because of work but because he wants to be with me. With us. I gently rubbed my thumb across my stomach and smile.“We are going to be a family” I whispered, “Finally.”Jamie came out of his room with his drawing book, he's been drawing something since yesterday, said he's going to give it to Owen when he comes back.He probably knew something was wrong earlier because he kept watching my face as if checking if I was sick.“Mommy, are you still sad?” he

OWEN'S POV I’m not sure at what point the guilt became a living thing inside me. It probably began the moment I got on the plane back to Sydney.But I think it got worse when I saw Zoe. Because I've not been able to sleep well since then.I couldn’t take it anymore. I stood in front of Zoe’s door with my heart racing, and my hands sweaty.I said I was here to help them pack, but I knew I was lying to myself. I came because it felt like I was running out of time.I wasn’t ready to tell her. Maybe I'll never be.But she deserved the truth, before she moved in and made her life part of mine.I knocked gently.Zoe answered the door almost instantly, her hair was tied up, she looked tired but her face brightened when she saw me.“You’re here,” she said, sounding relieved.“Yeah.” My voice was rough. “Is Jamie awake?”Zoe huffed and closed the door behind us. “No. He wanted to pack by himself. He said the baby shouldn’t be lifting things.” She laughed softly and rolled her eyes. “But he e

OWEN'S POVSince Zoe and Jamie moved in a few weeks ago, each day felt brighter.Zoe had become part of my mornings, how she made a little hum while making breakfast made me smile. As I looked at her each day, knowing she's carrying my baby, made me so happy. Jamie’s giggles and the mess he always made with his toys and crayons made the house feel like a home now. I was about to drink my coffee when my phone vibrated on the table. A number I didn’t recognize flashed on my screen. The number had a country code that made me uneasy. I paused and let it ring once.I answered on the second ring, a voice cut into my peaceful morning.“Owen. We need to talk.”I froze. I knew the voice right away, and it sent a shiver through me. It was Alexis. My heart raced and I clutched the phone tighter. Zoe noticed something and looked at me.I gave a small gesture that I’d be back soon. I pushed my chair back a little, and walked a few steps into the hallway.“What do you want?” I snapped, keeping my

OWEN'S POV “You have to marry her,” she murmured.I was shocked.Her words hit me hard. I thought I must’ve heard her wrong. “What?” I asked, like I really didn’t understand.I stared at her, my heart racing. I waited for her to react, laugh and say she was joking.But she didn’t move, didn’t even blink.She said it again, soft and steady.“You have to marry her, Owen. That's the only way.”My breath caught for a moment.“No.” I said it before thinking. “No, I won’t. Absolutely not. I don’t care what Alexis says or what her father says, I’m not going to marry her.” My voice wavered, but I steadied it. “I won’t, Zoe. I can’t.”But she shook her head slightly.“You have to,” she whispered. “You don’t have a choice. You really don’t know what her father could do if you don’t take responsibility as soon as possible.”“I am taking responsibility,” I shot back. “I don’t have to marry her to take responsibility for the baby. And I’m not scared of her father.”“I know,” she said softly. “Yo

ZOE'S POVSince we came back from lunch with Austin, I had been thinking of how to tell Jamie we'd been moving out.Owen wasn’t home, so I wanted to make use of the chance.I stopped at Jamie’s door, biting my lip with my heart beating fast. I hated that I had to break his heart again.But I really have no other choice. I breathed in and finally went in.Jamie looked up from the floor where he was sitting. “Mom?” he said softly, looking at my face. “Are you okay?”I breathed in and smiled slightly. “I’m fine, sweetheart. Just tired.”He didn’t look convinced but he nodded.I walked closer and knelt beside him “What are you drawing?”Jamie turned the paper so I could see it.“This is me,” he said and pointed to the first drawing. “And this is the baby. You think the baby is going to like it?”My heart ached as I ran my hand through his hair. “The baby is going to love it, Jamie. And the baby is going to love you.”He smiled and I nearly hesitated.I got up and sat on the bed.“Jamie,”