Lahat ng Kabanata ng Faking Forever With The Billionaire : Kabanata 241 - Kabanata 250

The engine of Finn’s car roared to life, but for a long minute, he just sat in the restaurant parking lot, his hands gripping the steering wheel tightly. He wasn’t thinking about the fake phone call he’d used as an excuse to leave. He was only hearing Valerie’s voice, clear as a bell in his memory.Ever since Mandy had told him she was just some old schoolmate to Zayn, Finn’s entire world had made sense because of that one simple story: Zayn Carrington, his childhood friend, was the bad guy. Zayn had loved Mandy, then abandoned her. He had walked away and left her alone for no reason.Finn had built everything around that story. He was the good guy. The one who was ready to stay. The one who was ready to pick up the pieces Zayn had carelessly dropped. The one who would protect Mandy, become her safe place after the damage Zayn caused.But now, with only a few words, that story had shattered.If Mandy needed to apologize… if she had caused Zayn a deep wound… then maybe Zayn hadn’t just

"Good evening, brother," Mandy said the moment the call connected.A low hum from Aiden was her only greeting."So, why did you call?" she asked, moving to sit on the couch."I'm not permitted to call my sister anymore?”"Aiden, not again. I didn't say that," Mandy chuckled softly."You sound happy. Care to share?""Well... it's nothing, really," she said, though she couldn't suppress a smile. "So, why did you call?" she pressed again."Right. I called about the Roberts. They contacted me a few minutes ago to apologize for their daughter. Apparently, they've had her admitted to a psychiatric hospital," Aiden said flatly.Mandy blinked. "Are you serious?" A disbelieving laugh escaped her."No one messes with what concerns me. And when it involves people precious to me... they're digging their own grave," Aiden stated, a hint of cold finality in his tone that made Mandy's brief laugh fade into a sigh of relief."I just sent a picture," Aiden added.Mandy moved the phone from her ear and

"Are you alright, Mommy?"Axel’s small voice pulled Mandy out of her thoughts. She opened her eyes and immediately softened, a smile curving her lips as she stretched out her arms. Axel didn’t hesitate ànd walked straight into them.She hugged him, pressed a kiss into his hair, then pulled back just enough to look at him."Mom’s fine," she said gently, pinching the bridge of his nose. "Just a little tired."Axel frowned, then suddenly brightened. "I’ll give you a massage."Before she could protest, his tiny hands wrapped around her arm, kneading it with serious concentration. Mandy laughed quietly and let him continue, watching as he worked with all the dedication in the world."Alright, Sir,” she finally said... "That was perfect. Consider your services handsomely rewarded. You’re free to get ice cream.""Okay." His whisper was a burst of contained excitement, his face lighting up with a grin that never failed to melt her heart.Mandy chuckled. "Go on. Tell Aunt Viviana to take you t

Mandy closed the door slowly, her mind reeling.Zayn had known about the photo for five years and hadn’t bothered to ask her. He knew Gavin was her cousin, even though Gavin’s face hadn’t been visible in the picture. Yet the moment she said his name, Zayn had looked as if the ground had vanished beneath his feet.‘Why did that shock him so much?’ she wondered.The quiet of her hallway felt suddenly oppressive, filled with unanswered questions. She had promised to call Aiden back. With a trembling hand, she lifted her phone.The line rang twice before he answered."Are you okay?" Aiden asked immediately the phone connected."I am," she said, though her voice didn’t quite sound convincing. "It was just… Zayn."There was a brief pause. "Zayn?" he repeated. "By this time? What did he want?""He asked about the man in the photo from five years ago."Aiden inhaled slowly. "And?""I told him it was Gavin. My cousin." She hesitated. "Aiden… his reaction wasn’t normal."There was a pause befor

Mandy inhaled. "Sorry? You disappear with my son for over seven hours, ignore my calls, and 'sorry' is all you have? What were you thinking?"Zayn held her gaze, the ease from his day with Axel gone. "I wasn’t thinking. Or… I was only thinking about him. We lost track of time. That’s on me.""Lost track of time?" she repeated, a harsh laugh escaping her. "You don’t get to 'lose track of time' with someone else’s child, Zayn! You don’t get to decide when he comes home!" Her fear was rapidly curdling into fury. “Who are you to make those decisions?”“I’m sorry,” he said, and she looked at him.“Just… leave.” She turned toward the house, but he caught her arm.“Wait…”She inhaled sharply.“Just give me two minutes. Please,” he said, his voice quieter than she expected. It wasn’t a demand, it was a request.“Zayn.” She stared at him. “I don’t know what your problem is, but the only reason I’m stopping is that…” She drew a shaky breath. “I… I owe you an apology too. For the past. For playi