All Chapters of FAMOUS DOCTOR RETURNS WITH THE EX’S BABY: Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

Ryan’s POV The silence in the room was suffocating, broken only by the faint humming of the air conditioner. Amanda stood near the window, arms folded tightly over her chest as if holding herself together. Adam sat on the edge of the couch, his face pale, lips pressed into a thin line. And me? I stood in the middle of the room, watching them with eagle like eyes. "Ryan, you can't just come into my house like this." Amanda finally said but i knew she was shaken by my presence. "I stood outside that door, I heard everything, what you two have been keeping from me." I said moving closer to them. "You’ve been whispering, keeping secrets behind my back. Do you think I wouldn’t notice? Do you think I’m blind?" I snapped, taking a step forward. The truth was, i didn't hear their conversation, but i knew they were hiding something because of how much they mentioned Blair and selene in inaudible conversation. The door was too thick to hear clearly and i had been standing their for min

Ryan’s POV The moment Selene was led out in handcuffs, the courtroom seemed to exhale in relief. I stayed rooted in my seat, my hands gripping the edge of the table so tightly I could feel my knuckles blanch. My chest felt tight, hollow, as though victory had left me drained rather than elated. Amanda sat beside me, her hands pressed together on her lap, her face pale but calm. I wanted to look at her, to tell her she’d done well, but words refused to form. The intensity of the trial, the deceit, the manipulation, it all weighed too heavily on me. Across the room, Adam stood tall, a quiet pride in his posture. He was smiling down at Blair, who had been allowed into the gallery under close supervision, her wide eyes flicking between us, innocent and unaware of the storm that had just passed. Adam’s hand rested lightly on her shoulder, a protective gesture, and my chest twisted at the sight. My eyes couldn’t help but notice Thomas White. He sat with the same calm, calculated composu

Amanda’s POV The knock on my front door came just as I was collapsing onto the couch, still scared from my parents visit My heart skipped, i tiptoed to the peephole and that was when i saw him. Thomas White. I froze, moving backwards and gripping the armrest of the couch. He didn’t need permission to enter; his presence always demanded it. And today, he had the audacity to appear as if nothing had happened. I opened the door, barely meeting his calm, calculating gaze. "Thomas," I said, my voice tight. "What are you doing here?" "I came to check on you," he said smoothly, stepping forward without waiting for an invitation. "To make sure you and your family are safe after everything." I swallowed my irritation. "My family is fine. We’ve survived." He chuckled softly, a sound that made my skin crawl. "Yes, but not everyone would. You were lucky, or perhaps, well-prepared. But I helped ensure it." I swallowed, i still owned him the other end of the bargain and even if i di

Amanda's POV The sound of the doorbell made my stomach tighten. I wasn’t expecting anyone, and yet, somehow, I knew who it would be. Thomas. He had brought me to this apartment and told me he would be back in the evening but it was earlier than he said. I opened the door, bracing myself. He stood there, neat as always, with that unreadable expression that made my skin crawl. Behind him were two older figures, tall, well-dressed, and composed, with the air of people who were used to being obeyed. "Mom, Dad, this is Amanda," Thomas said smoothly, like he was introducing me to his family for the first time. "Amanda, meet my parents Mr. and Mrs. White." I froze. Oh their eyes, oh, those eyes. They weren’t just looking at me. They were studying me, as if they were trying to remember something buried deep. "Welcome," the woman said softly, but her voice carried a strange warmth, a familiarity I couldn’t place. "We’ve heard so much about you." I nodded, awkwardly shaking her ha

Ryan's POV The car engine roared to life under my hands as I pressed harder on the gas, tearing down the cracked road that led to the outskirts of town.Fog covered the road, it hands wrapped around the headlights like a ghost, every bump on the road made the steering wheel tremble under my grip. My knuckles where already too white from pressing hard on the steering, adrenaline rushing through me.Clara.That name alone was enough to set my blood on fire. After everything she’d done, after what she did to my mother, I would be damned if i ever sat still. Not when the police kept coming back empty-handed. Not when every hour she stayed free felt like another knife twisting deeper into the wound she’d left behind.Beside me, Adam sat stiff, his phone pressed to his ear as he talked to the officers. His tone was sharp, controlled, but I could hear the edge of worry buried beneath it. From the backseat came Amanda’s soft voice, trying to calm Levi, who clung to her side like a frighten