Semua Bab FAMOUS DOCTOR RETURNS WITH THE EX’S BABY: Bab 31 - Bab 36

Adam’s POV When I said those words outside the courtroom—she’s mine it had been instinct, a heat-of-the-moment reflex to make Ryan back off. A line drawn in the sand. Nothing more. But now, watching him stride toward us with that storm brewing in his eyes, I felt something twist in my chest. Not fear not exactly. I wasn’t afraid of Ryan Steward. But I was… wary. Because men like him didn’t back down easy. He looked sharp, calculated even in his defeat, his dark suit crisp like armor that hadn’t cracked, even though I knew it had. And despite every fiber of me wanting to keep things calm for Amanda’s sake, a small part of me almost wished he’d take a swing, just so I could hit back twice as hard. Amanda stiffened beside me, Levi perched in her arms, oblivious to the tension snapping like live wires in the air. Ryan stopped a few feet away. His eyes flicked to Levi—soft for a fraction of a second—before snapping back to Amanda, hard and sharp again. Before he could open his mouth

Selena’s POVI saw her before she saw me.Amanda James. Kneeling on the pavement like some saint, wiping tears off my daughter’s cheeks as if Blair belonged to her.The sight burned through me like acid.How dare she? After everything the court, the humiliation, the fines after ripping Ryan apart in front of the world, she had the audacity to stand here touching my child like she was the mother Blair deserved?No.Before my brain could catch up to my fury, my feet were moving, heels stabbing the asphalt with each step until my hand clamped down on her arm and wrenched her back.She stumbled, eyes wide for a split second before recognition hit and then her gaze hardened like steel.“What the hell—” she started, but I cut her off, venom dripping from every syllable.“Stay the hell away from my daughter.”Blair flinched at my tone. Her big brown eyes flicked between us, watery and terrified, and guilt twisted somewhere deep inside me but it drowned fast beneath the tidal wave of rage why

Adam’s POVI didn’t give Amanda the chance to argue.The moment that message flashed on her phone, I knew she was ready to grab her keys and run out alone, but there was no way in hell I was letting that happen. Not tonight. Not when she was already stretched thin from the custody case and from Selena’s antics.So I told her flat out: I’m driving.She frowned, muttered something about being capable of handling herself, but eventually slid into the passenger seat with that tight little sigh she always gave me when she knew resistance was pointless.At the hospital, the ordeal dragged for hours. A man had been rushed in from a construction site accident, bleeding, half-conscious, a mess of broken ribs and head trauma. I watched Amanda switch from tired mother to steel-spined doctor in an instant. Her hair was falling from its bun, her hands trembling slightly at first, but the second she snapped her gloves on, she became someone else—focused, commanding, unshakable.It always left me a