All Chapters of Oops! I Left With The CEO's Heart: Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

EMMABy the time we pulled into the driveway of my house, the sun had long disappeared.I was tired. My legs ached. My hair was still damp. But the kids were in the back seat humming some random tune they'd made up after dinner, and Alex was humming along like he knew it too.We shouldn’t have stayed out that long.But every time I’d tried to say it was time to leave, the twins had given me those eyes and promised it would just be one more ride, then they would drag me or Alex back toward the next one while laughing for having had their way again.I let them have their way each time. I wasn't ashamed to say that my children had me wrapped around their finger.After we finally left the park, we had dinner at a small restaurant near the park, eating grilled chicken skewers and fries while the kids recapped their favorite slides for the umpteenth time.The day wasn’t what I had expected my day to look like when I woke up this morning. But I wasn’t complaining.I'd taken the kids to the w

EMMA“Your father has cancer.”The words echoed in my head like they were foreign. They sounded like something that didn’t belong in the conversation I was having with my parents.I let out a short, incredulous chuckle. “What are you talking about, Mum? Is this some kind of prank?”Growing up, my mum was excellent at pranking us and my dad. That had to be it.There was a pause on the other end. And then her voice croaked, “Do you really think I’m capable of joking about something like this?”My lips parted, but I didn’t know what to say.No. No, of course she wasn’t capable of that. My mother never pranked us with serious matters.And that was exactly why I was more confused. Why was she starting now?Unless she wasn’t joking.A tight pressure wrapped around my throat, making it hard to breathe. “So… you’re being serious?” I asked, the words scraping out of me.Her silence told me everything before she even spoke.“I wish that wasn't the case, sweetheart.”I stumbled back a step, my g

ALEX“I’m going back home.”Silence settled over the room like a heavy fog after Emma's words. I stared at her, sure that I was misinterpreting her words.It was Celia who cleared her throat softly and broke the silence. “Yes… of course, Emma. You should go and be with your father. Then we can come back after he's cured.”I thought that would be the end of it. But Emma shook her head.“No. I’m really going home, Celia,” she said again, slower this time. “I should’ve never stayed away from them this long. There’s nothing holding me here.”From the corner of my eye, I caught Stefano’s expression flickering like someone had just slapped him.Emma turned toward him, as if realizing her words. “Stefano, I didn’t mean it like that.”“It’s okay,” Stefano replied, trying to smile. “I know what you mean.”I stayed silent because I didn't know how to feel about this. This was what I had wanted; for Emma to come back home with the kids. I just never imagined that decision would come from her pai

By the time we pulled up into the driveway of the Richards Residence, they were all already outside waiting: Emma's parents, Alden and Luisa, and her older brothers, Max and Miles.Emma didn't wait for the car to come to a full stop. She was out before the engine even quieted, rushing toward her family like she'd been holding herself back for too long. Her arms wrapped tightly around her father.I watched my uncle Alden's face carefully. The man I remembered always looked sharp and commanding in a quiet, respectable way. Now, his posture was more curved, his body thinner, and when he blinked, his eyes shimmered with tears. I'd never seen Alden cry even once.Emma moved next to her mother, wrapping her in a soft hug. My aunt Luisa held her like someone she'd feared wouldn't come home.Beside them, Emma's oldest brother Max's voice rose in mock offense. "What, we don't get hugs?""Yeah, Emma, we haven't seen you in months," Miles added with a grin.Emma let out a soft chuckle and pulled

I looked at Alex, and when our eyes met, I tried to signal him he didn’t have to do it. My parents didn't have to know everything that happened. I didn't want any more tension and rancor.But Alex only gave me a soft, almost sad smile and nodded once before facing my parents again.“It’s true,” he began. “There was never a relationship between me and Emma. Not the way you're thinking. It happened one night. Two nights before her birthday.”I was at a club that night. Emma showed up and chanced upon me. We talked and drank for a bit. I’d only had a couple of shots, nothing unusual, but I started feeling strangely disoriented. Emma offered to take me home and I agreed. I don’t know how it happened. It just did.”“So you’re saying,” Max hissed, his voice low and lethal, “you got our sister drunk, slept with her, and then showed up two days later to her birthday with your fiancée like nothing happened? That’s what you think is a better explanation?”“It didn’t happen like that,” I cut in.