All Chapters of FALLING FOR HIS DADDY: Chapter 101 - Chapter 110

MARYLYN’S POV“I bet you are so happy now, my precious. Are you enjoying the show? I told you Daddy would handle it. Anything for my daughter. So tell me—how’s the show going?”“Horrible, Dad!” I snapped, my voice sharp with rage. If he were not my father, I might’ve done something much worse. My chest rose and fell heavily. I blinked, and a tear slid down my cheek before I could stop it. My body was on fire, each nerve burning from humiliation.“Horrible? What is happening over there?” He asked, his tone shifting instantly from playful to concerned. Genuine worry clung to every word.“Vincent has chosen the most disgusting way to humiliate me,” I choked, fury bubbling inside me. “He is out here screaming to the world that Leylla is innocent. He just announced they are getting back together. He almost revealed that they have a baby on the way before his father stopped him.” My voice trembled, but it wasn’t from weakness—it was from the urge to scream. I wanted to rip that pathetic exc

The car came to a stop in front of the police station, and immediately, my stomach twisted into a tight, uncomfortable knot. I stared at the tall, grey building, its cold exterior somehow matching the dread rising in my chest. The red and blue lights from the flashing sirens reflected on the wet pavement, casting eerie glows across the walls. Officers gathered near the entrance, their voices low, their postures alert.My palms were clammy as I clutched the edge of the seat.“Come on. Let’s get out,” Dr. Aldrich said gently. His voice was steady, almost calming. “You don’t have to panic, okay? Just breathe.”He stepped out first, walked around the car, and opened my door for me.I stepped out on shaky legs, trying to find balance. The ground beneath me felt unsteady, as though I was walking across glass. Dr. Aldrich placed a reassuring hand on my back as we walked toward the entrance together. My heart pounded harder with every step, louder than my own thoughts. I could feel their eyes

This was our plan ever since that little witch started fooling with his father. We swore to turn her into a wreck, turn her into a shadow of herself. We planned everything together. And yes, this was not part of the plan. But this is not where the plan changed. It happened way before now. The plan twisted the minute he started having feelings for her again. He changed the plan. I was just changing with the change.I stepped closer, raising my voice a little. “You are really going to question me? After all the bullshit you said on camera today? That wasn’t in our script either, Vincent!”He looked away.The venom in my words must have cut deep.“You said you were sorry to her!” I snapped. “You defended her! You looked like some lost little puppy begging for her forgiveness. Live, Vincent! Are you alright? Is everything okay with you?”“It wasn’t like that,” he said softly.It wasn’t like that, huh! Was I deaf that I did not hear all that crap? Was I an idiot that I missed his memo? Or w

I was curled up in the small prison room, wrapped in the thin blanket they gave me. The walls were plain, cold, and empty. But this room was better than the other cells. It was special, arranged by Doctor Aldrich. He had made sure I would not suffer like the others. Even now, in this dark place, he was still thinking of me.The room was quiet. Too quiet. I lay on the small bed, holding my knees close to my chest. My mind was tired, but it would not stop thinking. Everything was like a storm—fast, painful, and out of control. It felt like just yesterday I was living my dream, walking freely and lively through the hospital halls, helping patients, and being respected. I could still feel the heartwarming thrill of the first time I had done the surgery. A joyful moment that faded like a quick blur. And now… I was in jail. All because of lies and jealousy. False accusations.I touched my belly gently. A tiny smile played on my lips. This was my second hope and joy in these dark moments. My

THIRD PERSON’S POVIt was late at night when Vincent silently walked through the hospital halls. He wore a hoodie to cover his face, his steps light and careful. The halls were almost empty. The few nurses on duty were too tired to pay attention. Vincent knew exactly where he was going. He had been there before—too many times.He reached the security room and took a deep breath before turning the doorknob. It was not locked. Inside, the lights were dim, and only one tired guard sat in front of the monitors. The man looked up in surprise.“Doctor Vincent? ” the guard asked, rubbing his eyes.“Yes,” Vincent said smoothly. “I just came to check something for the board.”The guard hesitated. “At this hour?”“It is important,” Vincent said with a fake smile. “It will only take a moment.”The guard stood up. “I need to—”“I will handle it,” Vincent interrupted. “Take a break. You have been here all night.”The guard nodded slowly and walked out of the room, still unsure.As soon as the door