All Chapters of Mr. Fluffy Took My Place: Chapter 1 - Chapter 9

9 Chapters

Chapter 1

Natalie Babcock's face went full tomato. "Luke Lambert, you're being TOTALLY unreasonable! You're divorcing me over some offhand comment?"Offhand? I actually laughed."Just make sure you sign it. Once the cooling-off period's done, we're officially over." I turned and walked off.The other parents looked around like 'huh?' Total confusion.They had no clue what I was freaking out about.I mean, before this mess, Natalie and I were the picture-perfect couple.No matter how slammed we were, we always picked Yara up together.Natalie just stood there, clutching the papers like she couldn't decide if she was pissed or shocked.Pretty sure she didn't think I'd drop the bomb in front of a crowd.Then her ride-or-die, Tanya Daley, stormed up and slapped me. Hard."Who hasn't played house with a doll?" she snapped. "You really had to go nuclear over this?"She wasn't done. "Natalie makes the money, runs the house, and literally barfed her guts out to have your kid."You sit back,

Chapter 2

Yara was sobbing into Natalie's arms, but Natalie barely even hugged her back.She was too busy playing defense, all soft-spoken like she was saving the day.Then she turned to me with this fake brave smile. "Babe, just... say something, okay? Whatever it is, I'm here.""If you're mad, I'll change. Let's not do the whole divorce thing, yeah?" Her voice was all shaky by the end.She was laying it on thick—loyal wife, unbothered queen, totally clueless.And me? I just stared at her like she was a stranger.Next to her Oscar-worthy performance, I looked like the villain.Of course the crowd ate it up.Tanya looked like she couldn't help feeling exasperated by her blind love but kept it together.Instead, she spun toward me, trying to play mediator. "Luke, it's Yara's parent-teacher meeting. Can't you chill—for her?"I didn't flinch. My voice cut like glass. "She's not my kid. Why would I care? Move. I'm done here."Tanya went full volcano, shaking with rage. "You're just some f

Chapter 3

"So it's true—guys switch up the second they get money. How does our school even let someone like him teach?"The influencers spotted me and swarmed like vultures, flinging the nastiest accusations like I'd committed some crime against humanity.I frowned, about to lose it—Then Natalie showed up, Yara in tow.She stepped between Tanya and the crowd, all calm and sweet. "My husband's not like that. We're just having a little disagreement. It'll blow over soon."She pulled Yara close, then slid her arm through mine like we were picture-perfect. "Right, honey?"Once again, she nailed the loyal-wife act.But behind that soft smile?Pure poison. Cold, calculated, and terrifyingly good at it.I shoved her off, disgusted. "Don't make me sick."Natalie hit the ground, Yara still in her arms. Her elbow scraped against the pavement—blood started pooling, but all she did was stare at me, wide-eyed, like I'd just shattered her whole world.Yara let out this piercing wail, crying like i

Chapter 4

The livestream chat blew up.[Cheating's cheating—emotional or not.][Bet he's bluffing.][Psych abuse? Wasn't he the one who hit her?]I'd already dropped my evidence.First—hundreds of photos.Natalie dragging Yara and that stuffed freak everywhere.Wedding shoots. Family portraits.She even forged a marriage license with the doll and faked papers making the three of them look like a real family.The chat went off.[Wait—faking documents is a crime, right? And she's clearly obsessed.][Honestly, I just feel bad for Natalie. Her husband's trash and all she's got is a stuffed doll to lean on.][But a doll can be emotional support for people like us...]Natalie went pale—she hadn't thought I had those pics. All of it, done behind my back.Tanya frowned but still jumped in. "How's this emotional cheating? It's just pretend play! People marry virtual idols all the time."Besides, she was pushed here! If you'd been a real husband, would she even need a doll to replace you?

Chapter 5

If the court officers hadn't been holding the line, Natalie's relatives would've already had me on the floor.I didn't flinch. "Your Honor, please review the rest of the photos."The judge kept going—every piece had to be reviewed.Next set came up, and the chat froze.Photos of a younger Natalie, wrapped up with another man.The doll she worshipped? Dead ringer for him.On the back of each pic—handwritten, lovesick notes.Then the chat blew apart.[Who's this guy?][Wait—is the doll based on a real person?][So... she actually was emotionally cheating?]Natalie's wall of blind support started to crumble.Tanya stared at the photos, her face tightening like the puzzle was finally clicking.Natalie went ghost-white. "I just bought the doll online. Thought it looked nice, that's all."Those photos... they're fake."She turned to me, voice trembling. "Luke, if this is about money, just say it. I would've given you some. You didn't have to do this."But the guilt was writte

Chapter 6

"Exactly," someone added. "If she was still hung up on him, why would she marry you after he died? She'd be way too heartbroken, right?"I laughed, sharp and cold. "Sure. Then why's her cotton doll a custom twin of the dead guy?"Natalie yanked up a pic of the doll, ran a quick image search, and held her phone like it was proof of her innocence."Aren't all these dolls kinda the same? Black hair, round face—look, there's a million of them online in different colors. How can you say mine's modeled after him?"She swiveled to Yara."And she's five. Kids get stuff wrong all the time. The internet's full of stories about little kids saying weird things because they don't get it yet."Tanya jumped in."I told Natalie not to bring up her old relationships. You swore it didn't matter, and now you're dragging her dead ex into this to grab her money. Pathetic."The crowd online started leaning their way.[The guy's dead and this jerk's still bringing him up? Gross.][So Luke is just a

Chapter 7

So what did she do? Ordered a custom doll that was basically David 2.0.Oh, and she slid a chunk of his seventh rib inside it—because nothing said "soulmate" like carrying a piece of someone's skeleton in your plushie.And no, she wasn't just fake-dating it.The third batch of videos came from our home security.Since the day that thing showed up, I was banished to the study.Every night, she'd strip down and curl up with it, getting herself off.Even her own family couldn't watch without cringing.Then the internet caught fire.[She's unhinged. Drove her ex into the ground, now she's wrecking her husband.][Cool, now stuffed toys are ruined for me forever.][Wow. Guess cheating's a flex now?]By then, she was radioactive—no one was on her side.Yara wouldn't let go of the doll.To prove the video was legit, the court made her hand it over and had it taken apart.Natalie tried to block them, but nope—security was already cutting it open.Out came a tiny piece of bone.T

Chapter 8

And that was just the start.To Yara, I wasn't just the bad guy—I was pure villain material.It got so bad that every time I came home and tried talking to them, they'd straight-up ignore me.Back then, I still loved Natalie, so I kept making excuses—maybe they didn't hear me.But nope. It was on purpose.One time, Yara—totally brainwashed—stuffed pushpins in my shoes because I wouldn't let her eat ice cream with a cold.My feet came out looking like a crime scene.Even after I learned the truth, I told myself to hang in there for her sake.At least try to steer her back.Didn't matter what I did—nothing stuck.One day, Yara got so fed up with me she turned to Natalie and said, "Mom, this guy's so annoying. Why don't we just poison him?"Natalie didn't even flinch—she actually looked proud, like, 'wow', 'parenting goals.'That was the day before the parent-teacher meeting.When I heard that, I was done.If they hated me enough to joke about killing me, I might as well wal

Chapter 9

Without them, her company tanked—straight into near-bankruptcy.The university tried to bring me back. I passed.I was already planning my move to another city.While I was packing, Natalie showed up bawling."Honey, I know I messed up. I wasn't thinking straight. Can't you forgive me?"I just stared at her. "You're here for the patents, right?"She scrambled. "Of course not! I just want you to forgive me!"I almost laughed. "After all those years, I couldn't get through to you—but now you expect me to think you changed in a couple days? Stop calling me honey. Makes me sick."***Natalie clung to my sleeve, desperate. "I mean it. I love you! I just realized it too late!"I shook her off, peeled off my jacket, and tossed it in the trash."I don't love you anymore."She flinched but kept her chin up. "I'm not giving up. This time, I'll be the one chasing you."I didn't even look at her. "Do what you want."After she left, I put the house up for sale and got out of the city.

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