บททั้งหมดของ Married to My Billionaire Baby Daddy : บทที่ 1 - บทที่ 5

“You’re a wh*re. Get out. We don’t want to see you here again,” Katherine hissed, her voice sharp as shattered glass. She shoved Sydney and her younger sister Helena toward the door, her perfectly manicured hand clutching Sydney’s arm with surprising strength.Helena stumbled, catching herself against the doorframe. “Please, we have nowhere else to go—”Katherine’s eyes narrowed. “I said get out. And don’t ever come back to this house.”The door slammed behind them with a finality that made Sydney’s chest cave in.…“Ouch!”A car sped past, splashing cold, dirty water onto her skirt. Sydney blinked hard as the sting of reality brought her back. She was standing outside her daughter’s school, waiting for a cab to head to City Hall for her marriage entry. Twelve years ago, after her mother died of cancer, everything changed. Her father remarried Katherine, his secretary. A woman with a painted smile and poison in her heart. Katherine came with a daughter, Bonnie, and quickly made it cl

“Oh, don’t worry, sweetheart,” Grace chimed in, beaming. “Zeke will come help you move.”Zeke shot his mother a sharp glance, but Grace ignored it completely. Her eyes sparkled with mischief and triumph.Sydney gave a soft laugh. “That’s kind of you, but I think I can manage.”Still, the thought of Zeke stepping into her small two-bedroom home made her nervous. It wasn’t much, but to her and Michaela, it was everything.As they stepped outside the hall, Sydney exhaled. She had told Michaela the night before:“Your new dad will join us soon. Our family is going to be whole.”Her daughter’s eyes had lit up with joy.That joy alone was worth every ounce of this uncertainty.Zeke leaned in and pressed a light kiss to his mother’s cheek.“I will see you during the weekend,” he murmured, not looking at Grace but speaking the words for someone else.Sydney.But his gaze never drifted in her direction. He couldn’t bring himself to.Grace, ever perceptive, caught it. The words were coldly disg

At Karyn’s Restaurant, sunlight streamed through the large windows, casting a soft golden glow over the table where Sydney sat with Derek and Michaela. The late afternoon air was warm and laced with the scent of fresh bread and roasted herbs. Michaela, legs swinging beneath her seat, focused intently on the colouring page given to her by the waitress.Derek watched them both, a bittersweet ache twisting in his chest. Michaela didn’t recognize him; she had only ever heard his voice over phone calls and video chats from overseas. Now, she sat across from him, a little older, a little wiser, and already trying to navigate the harsh realities of childhood.As they waited for their order, the conversation drifted into deeper waters.“Michaela needed a father figure,” Sydney said softly, her voice laced with determination. “She was being bullied at school. Some of the kids said things… cruel things.”Derek looked down at his hands, the words catching in his throat.“I couldn’t bear to see